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Zhang's father and mother sent Zhang Yu to the train, and as soon as they walked out of the train station, they received a call from Zhang's eldest brother.

Zhang's mother knew at first glance that it was a request to pay back the money, so she picked up the phone and said: Brother, we'll wait outside for Xiaoyu to come back. How about this, we'll wait for her at the bank at the entrance of your community at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning.

That’s right. After thinking about it, Zhang’s mother decided to make the appointment directly at the bank. If there are counterfeit bills, they can be discovered immediately.

Uncle Zhang didn't expect that Mother Zhang would make an appointment at the door of the bank. No matter what he said, Mother Zhang just said that she was home late: Sister-in-law is not at home, so let her go to the bank.

Zhang's mother added: Brother, you insisted that we go and get the money today, it can't be this money?

Is there any difference between paying back the money today and tomorrow? Zhang's mother was a little suspicious of her uncle's behavior.

After what Zhang's mother said, how could Uncle Zhang still insist on paying the money back today: Okay, tomorrow then.

Uncle Zhang hung up the phone helplessly, and looked at his son and daughter-in-law who were looking at him expectantly, "Let's meet at ICBC tomorrow morning."

Aunt Zhang got angry when she heard this, "How cunning."

She remembered the fake hundred-yuan bill she got from somewhere last time. She couldn't spend it, but it was just sitting in her hands. She was reluctant to part with it. Now she had to pay the money back to her second brother's family, so she came up with this idea.

As long as we can hold on until tomorrow, even if we find counterfeit money inside, it cannot prove that it is our own money. Now, we can go directly to the bank to hand it over, and the bank will definitely find out.

Uncle Zhang also felt a little regretful. "There's nothing I can do. If I insist on paying the money back today, she will definitely find out the problem."

"Forget it, just take out the counterfeit money." Uncle Zhang felt bad when he thought about losing thousands of yuan, but there was nothing he could do.

Aunt Zhang could only curse as she got the money out. How happy she felt when she put the money in before, how bad she felt now.

The eldest cousin was in a bad mood, "Really, I have never seen such an excessive family."

The uncle sighed helplessly, "Nowadays, people are amazing. They are doing very well outside and can make so much money in a year. Son, you have been working for so many years. Can you afford a house?"

The eldest cousin didn't expect that his own father would give such a big blow, "Dad, what did you say, I buy a house?"

"Yes, I thought a lot today. Your mother and I are too protective of you. We have prepared everything for you, leaving you with no motivation to work hard."

"The lease of our old house is about to expire. We plan not to rent it out. We will take it back, renovate it, and then move back in. We will leave this place for your family of three to live in." Uncle Zhang directly stated the decision of the old couple.

Ah? My eldest cousin was thinking about not living with his parents, but that was after he bought a new house. "Are you not going to buy a new house?"

My eldest cousin's wife was playing with her son nearby and was listening with her ears perked up. When she heard that they were not going to buy a new house, she was dumbfounded.

"No, I won't buy it. You're grown up now and can think for yourself. I'll return the 100,000 yuan I got this time in half a year." Uncle Zhang decided to let the children deal with their own affairs in the future. He wanted to have an easy life like the second son.

The eldest cousin was so angry. He was already angry enough about Zhang Yu buying a house. Who could have thought that there would be a follow-up to this matter? His old man didn't plan to buy a house for his family. He had never seen such excessive parents.

Uncle Zhang looked at his eldest brother's angry expression and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. No matter how much they did for their son, it was what he should do in his eyes. But he would get angry once he was unwilling to make any contribution. How could this be?

Uncle Zhang became more and more determined. He could no longer give unconditionally to his son. Instead, he made up his mind that he must save more money. Otherwise, when he was old and had no money, he could not expect his children to be nice to him.

Zhang Yu didn't know that buying a house for her parents had actually given Uncle Zhang some ideas. Even if she knew, she wouldn't care. What she cared about was the debt collection situation.

Just as Zhang San and the others said, except for Uncle Zhang who paid back the money, no one else, including Zhang's mother's brothers and sisters, paid back the money.

Especially on Mondays, they found that it was a calm day and no one came to the company to ask for money. They felt more and more that Zhang Laoer and his wife were just talking.

No one showed up on Tuesday, and no one showed up on Wednesday either, which made them very happy. Especially after they found out that Zhang's family had already paid back the money, they mocked them and called them fools.

My eldest cousin thought the same thing and felt that his parents were fools as to how could they be frightened by his second uncle and his friends.

As a result, on Thursday, Zhang's mother showed up and walked directly to the door of Zhang San's unit, held up the debt collection banner, and then loudly repeated the debt collection content.

This time was exactly the working time. Zhang San was riding a bike with an acquaintance. When they passed the factory gate, they found that there were many people around and vaguely heard someone asking for debt.

Zhang San's eyes suddenly went dark. No way, no way, he thought he had given up, but who could have thought that he would ask for money today.

After hearing the content of the loop broadcast, the colleague looked at Zhang San suspiciously, "It's your name, you owe money."

Zhang San wanted to say that it wasn't him, but then he remembered that there were not many people in the unit and there was no one with the same name as him. He was doomed. This was the only thought in his mind at this moment.

Everyone was originally enjoying the fun, to see debt collectors collecting debts in this way was absolutely eye-opening. After hearing a colleague's question, we knew the person who owed the money had arrived, and we quickly looked over.

The person who said this had a lot of problems with Zhang San, and now that he was embarrassed, of course he would not let him go, "The debtor is here."

Of course Zhang San knew who the enemy was when he heard his words. He was angry and wanted to avoid him, but he also knew that even if he avoided him now, he would still come tomorrow, especially if he made way for him now.

Zhang's mother saw Zhang San pushing a motorcycle at a glance and just looked at him without saying a word.

Zhang's mother can keep silent, but Zhang San can't. If he doesn't speak, the loudspeaker will continue to blare.

"Second sister-in-law, I just owe you some money, is it that serious?" Zhang San said unhappily.

"From seven years ago when your family first bought a house to now, and then you changed houses and borrowed money, the total is about 30,000. The 5,000 seven years ago is worth a lot, I don't need to tell you."

"My salary is low, and your brother's salary is not high either. Some of the money is from your niece's scholarship for studying and participating in competitions. You don't have to pay it back."

"It's not like I haven't urged you before, but every time I just told you to wait. I'm not in a hurry. I don't have money. There's nothing I can do. This is the only way. Didn't I notify you over the weekend?" Zhang's mother directly tore Zhang San's face off.

What? He doesn’t have much money. He hasn’t paid back the money he borrowed seven years ago, but he continues to borrow money. Everyone looks at Zhang San with a strange look in their eyes.

"That's because I don't have money." That's it, Zhang San still doesn't want to pay back the money. Why?

"That's not right. Didn't you say last time you went to look at houses that you were planning to change houses and prepare a wedding house for your son?" someone interjected.

Social death, it really is a social death, the slap in the face comes so quickly.