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But this money has to be borrowed.

After all, this is an agreement between the two parties.

"What a sin!"

Su Mingzhe sorted out the current situation of the Su family and scratched his head.

With this body, I am only 12 years old, and I am about to enter junior high school.

His younger brother Su Mingcheng is three years younger than himself, nine years old, and in the fourth grade of primary school.

The younger sister, Su Mingyu, is only five years old, and she is still hanging out in the kindergarten, and she will start the kindergarten class soon.

Because the children in the family are young, Zhao Meilan and Su Daqiang will go home to cook and eat at noon every day.

It's summer vacation now, and Su Daqiang's job is the school librarian. He has nothing to do. He gets off work early, around 11:30, so he skips work and goes home to cook for his family.

As for Zhao Meilan, who is a nurse, she gets off work later, and usually returns home around 12:30.

Every time Zhao Meilan gets off work, Su Daqiang has already prepared the meals, and the whole family is waiting to eat together.

Today, when Zhao Meilan got off work, she was startled by her brother who had a runny nose and tears.

After Zhao Guoqing was beaten up by Su Mingzhe, he hid in the depths of Su Zhai's alley. When Su Daqiang came home, he didn't show up. He waited for his elder sister to show up. Then he ran out, wiped his nose and tears, and cried:

"Sister, you have to make the decision for me. People from the Su family bullied me and beat me..."

Seeing her younger brother's miserable appearance, Zhao Meilan felt distressed at first, but when she heard his words, she couldn't believe it: "Su Daqiang dared to hit you? Has he eaten the heart of a bear?"

Zhao Guoqing quickly explained: "It's not Su Daqiang, it's his son, Su Mingzhe!"

As soon as Zhao Guoqing said the words, Zhao Meilan's expression became even more unbelievable:

"National Day, how old is Mingzhe, how could he beat you? He can't beat you even if he wants to."

At this moment, Zhao Meilan only thinks that her younger brother is some kind of moth, and she doesn't believe a word of his words.

"Okay, let's go home and eat first, don't stand outside."

Zhao Meilan said, and pushed the bicycle into the house.

Zhao Guoqing was naturally not reconciled, followed behind, chattered, and continued to babble, accusing Su Mingzhe of beating himself with a wooden ruler, and while speaking, let Zhao Meilan see the blood bruises and bruises on her body.

Seeing the bloodstains on her younger brother's body, Zhao Meilan felt distressed, and couldn't help but ask, "National Day, who beat you?"

Zhao Guoqing was so questioned that he wanted to vomit blood, and he had just said his feelings in vain.

"It was that bastard Su Mingzhe who beat him."

"Impossible, Mingzhe is so young, how could he beat you like this?"

Known child Moruomu.

Zhao Meilan knew her children very well. She knew that her eldest son was well-behaved and obedient in daily life, so she would never be rebellious and beat her uncle.

Besides, Su Mingzhe was only 12 years old and looked thin and weak, how could he beat Zhao Guoqing who was 22 years old who was fat and strong.

Zhao Meilan's thinking was habitual, and she never thought of how useless her younger brother was.

"He did it."

Zhao Guoqing followed Zhao Meilan into the house, and saw that the food was already set on the dining table, and it was time to eat.

At this time, Zhao Guoqing was very courageous. After seeing Su Mingzhe, he couldn't help but to be arrogant, and shouted: "Su Mingzhe, I have already told my sister about you beating me!"

"cut!"

Su Mingzhe rolled his eyes back first, and then with an angry look, he stood up from the seat, walked to Zhao Meilan who was still a little suspicious, pointed to the shoe prints on his body, and said aggrievedly: "Mom, my uncle He snatched my things, kicked my stomach, my head was bulged, touch it..."

As if no one would sue.

Su Mingzhe was also afraid that Zhao Guoqing would sue his parents, so he kept the evidence.

Seeing Zhao Meilan looking at her, she lowered her head and showed the bulge on her head to her mother to see the evidence of her beating.

As soon as Zhao Meilan saw the shoe prints on her son's body, she believed her son's words, and reached out her hand again, and felt that there was really a bulge on her son's head, and her heart ached immediately.

"You child, won't you hide when your uncle beats you?"

Zhao Guoqing didn't expect that his own sister would not help him, but instead helped the boy of the Su family, and immediately refused:

"Sister, don't listen to him, I just kicked him, he hit me dozens of times."

Su Daqiang, who was serving food to the dining table at this time, was heartbroken when he heard that his eldest son was beaten, and couldn't help but stare bull-eyed, and jumped out:

"Zhao Guoqing, how old are you, and how old is my son? You are such an adult, you kicked a child with your feet, and even hit my son with a bump on his head. Are you reasonable?"

"Shut me all up!"

Zhao Meilan was feeling sorry for her son. Seeing that Su Daqiang was about to fight Zhao Guoqing, she quickly scolded them.

"National Day, do you have anything else to do? If nothing else, go back to your own home."

Zhao Meilan felt sorry for her son being beaten, and she didn't want to see her worrying younger brother for the time being.

Only then did Zhao Guoqing remember the purpose of coming to the Su family, endured the 'grievance', and said:

"Sister, am I going to get married? When you married the Su family before, you agreed with the Su family that the Su family will cover all my marriage. Now the woman's family wants a gift of 600 yuan. There are four big pieces, I calculated it, and it will cost more than 2000 yuan. When I came here in the morning, my brother-in-law said that there is no money, and you can't let the people of the Su family renege on their debts."

Su Mingzhe, who was rubbing the bulge on his head by Zhao Meilan, frowned and squinted, his eyes full of disbelief.

The tone of Zhao Guoqing's speech, the expression that should be taken for granted, is short of clearly saying that the money I want is owed to me by your Su family.

Isn't this too arrogant?

I don't know if Zhao Meilan, the 'helping brother', will agree.

At this moment, Su Daqiang didn't speak anymore, he groaned, and sat on the stool with his body curled up, with an air of 'don't come to me if you have anything to do'.

It's really useless.

Su Mingcheng and Su Mingyu, who were only children, could only stare blankly at their own mother, to see how their mother Zhao Meilan would reply.

After Grandma Su Mingzhe passed away, Zhao Meilan has always been the head of the family.

At this time, Zhao Meilan said what she said.

After Zhao Meilan was silent for a while, she said something, which surprised Su Mingzhe.

"National Day, the Su family is indeed out of money, you go ask your second sister's family, and your third sister's family!"

Zhao Meilan is no longer a 'helping brother demon'?

Su Mingzhe didn't know that Zhao Meilan had a lot of resentment in his heart at this moment.

Brother is very important.

But the son is more important.

When her younger brother and her son had a conflict, no matter how much Zhao Meilan loved her younger brother, it would definitely be towards her own flesh and blood.

There is nothing wrong with this principle.

Zhao Guoqing was stunned at this time, and couldn't help shouting: "Sister, how could the Su family have no money? Su Daqiang, did you hide the money?"

"What money are you hiding?"

When Su Daqiang heard his wife's refusal to borrow money, he was also very happy. Although he didn't know why his wife refused Zhao Guoqing's loan today, his face was still expressionless, and his eyes were even dull. He said blankly:

"Four years ago, your sister and I's wages were reduced to the minimum standard. My monthly salary plus seniority bonus was 250, and your sister's monthly salary plus seniority bonus was [-], plus overtime pay and night shift allowance. , our family’s income is less than [-] yuan.”

"A family of five spends a few yuan a day for meals, which is more than 100. There are also electricity bills, tuition and other expenses, friends, relatives and colleagues have something to do, and they have to follow the favor, share money, these miscellaneous expenses add up. The Su family has already demolished the west wall and mended the east wall. How can they have any money? Look at your sister and the clothes on the child. They are all gifts from relatives. Throughout the year, they have not filled in two new clothes... ..."

Although Zhao Guoqing at this time had already started to gnaw at the old man and his sister, but he lacked social experience, and after being analyzed by Su Daqiang, he really believed it.

However, Zhao Guoqing was not a good person, and said with a gloomy face:

"Since your family has no money, then move these four major items of your family to my house. You always have to find a way for the 600 yuan bride price, even if you borrow it, you have to find a way to give it to me. After all, this is Your Su family promised at the beginning."

As soon as these words came out, Su Daqiang's face turned dark.

This is where my brother-in-law borrowed money.

It is clear that a living ancestor came to collect debts.

Chapter 66 I don't want to be trash (2/10)

Zhao Guoqing's words angered the Su family, but after all, Zhao Meilan took care of her younger brother.

Suppressing the rising anger in her heart, Zhao Meilan said in a cold tone:

"National Day, the Su family really has no money, how about this, you are going to get married, and the three of us who are older sisters have to help the top leaders, you go to your second sister's house and third sister's house again, and make an appointment to go together this Saturday Your family discussed this matter. I won’t keep you for dinner today, so you should go back first.”

Zhao Guoqing wanted to say it again, but seeing his own sister's impatient look, he could only leave angrily.

After the five members of the Su family had lunch, Zhao Meilan took Su Daqiang to the bedroom to discuss what to do about this matter.

"Old Su, how much money do you have at home?"

"Don't you know all the money at home?"

Seeing Zhao Meilan's tone of voice, Su Daqiang knew that he still had to pay this time, at most it would be less.

"I'm talking about cash. You can't take out the fixed term deposits in the bank."

Zhao Meilan was still angry at this time, and she did not expect that her younger brother Zhao Guoqing would snatch her son's toys and even kick him.

But no matter how angry I am, my brother's marriage cannot be delayed.

Zhao Meilan still knew the priorities in her heart.

Su Daqiang thought for a while, and did some calculations in his heart, and then said: "In cash, it's more than 200 yuan, and the salary will be paid in a few days. Add up, it will be more than 400 yuan."

"Then get 300 yuan for the National Day."

Zhao Meilan set the rules for this matter with one word.

If Zhao Guoqing didn't hit Su Mingzhe today, and tortured his own sister, Zhao Meilan might spend two or three thousand.

But Zhao Guoqing actually kicked and beat Su Mingzhe, which finally displeased Zhao Meilan, the sister.

The importance of the son is still greater than that of the younger brother.

Besides, as for my three sisters, the 4000 yuan they used to move Zhao Guoqing's household registration and find a relationship to get a formal job were all paid by themselves.

Now that the second and third younger sisters are all married, there is no reason for the Zhao family's affairs, so I let my eldest sister's family resist.

I took out three hundred, and the second and third younger sisters also took three hundred, so it was nine hundred.

The relatives on the natal side also had to pay.

These relatives gathered together, and more than 1000 yuan came out.

In the 90s, spending more than 1000 yuan to marry a wife is already a big deal.

At this time, Su Mingzhe returned to his bedroom, lay on the bed, turned on the fan, and felt his mother's 'protection' in his heart.

This is mother.

In the TV series, Zhao Meilan really spared no effort to support her younger brother Zhao Guoqing. In 30 years, she just gave 20 yuan.

Now, according to Su Mingzhe's knowledge, Zhao Meilan has only given Zhao Guoqing money twice, one is to move the household registration and entrust a relationship to do a formal job, and the two things add up to about 4000 yuan.

In addition, Zhao Meilan took more care of her children.

"Brother, make room for me."

Su Mingyu is still a little girl, she has no taboos, after dinner, she and Su Mingzhe share the same bed and take a nap.

Seeing this, Su Mingcheng also wanted to come up, but the bed was too small, so Su Mingzhe pushed him away.

"Go back to your room to cool off, or sleep on the other side."

Su Mingzhe didn't spoil his younger brother, besides, how could a younger brother be as good as a younger sister?

"Ok."

Su Mingcheng seems to be flattering by nature. After seeing his elder brother's "super fighting power" in the morning, he was already very convinced of Su Mingzhe, but now he has been promoted to worship.

"Don't touch me, it's hot."

Su Mingzhe did not drive Su Mingcheng out after all.

This nine-year-old kid is, after all, his own brother.

The three brothers and sisters huddled together on Su Mingzhe's bed, the small fan swayed and swayed, the fan blades spun in circles, blowing a cool breeze, sending the three of them to sleep after a while.

When I woke up, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.