Money money

"What happened inside?" The driver craned his neck and looked out while giving him some money.

Ye Qian ignored him, took the money and walked inside.This area of ​​their house is an old-fashioned building area, each building has two or three floors, each floor has several rooms of different sizes, and every two or three buildings are equipped with a small yard.

When he got closer, he heard what the old woman was yelling, as if she was scolding him for stealing her money and running away.Ye Qian twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, and he could go wherever he could with the 200 yuan.

He entered the yard, glanced at the crying man sitting on the ground, and walked straight to the stairs without thinking.

"Ye Qian!" He didn't intend to pay attention, but the old woman was sitting facing the door and saw him come in at a glance. She yelled and crawled over to hug his leg, crying, "You bastard! Where did you hide my money! You took my money out, you unconscionable son of a bitch! Stealing my money from a dead old woman, what are you doing, you are trying to piss me off!..."

Upstairs, no one would poke their heads out. When he came in, he wondered why no one was watching the fun. I guess the old woman didn’t pinch him to come out and howl. Others were tired of watching and went back to the room to rest, but they kept paying attention. There was movement outside, and they all came out when they heard that he was back. An old lady on the ground floor next door was still holding a job bowl, "Ye Qian, you took your grandma's money and quickly took it out...or see if grandma put it somewhere else. I forgot, I went back to look for it, I have been crying here for several hours, but I can’t be persuaded.”

"Well, I'm sorry, Aunt Xia, for bothering you, I'll take her up right away." Ye Qian said with a smile.He was usually very polite to these neighbors, so Aunt Xia decided that he must have stolen the money without opening his mouth.

"I won't go up! If you don't take out my money, I will die here today for you to see! I have a box of money, you took it all away, you killed me..."

The old woman broke his ankles and almost fell to the ground, screaming so loudly that Ye Qian realized that something was wrong. He knelt down and asked, "You said you lost all your money?" He obviously only smoked cigarettes this morning two.

"Why are you pretending to be a foolish little bastard? You took my old woman's money and refused to admit it. You think I don't know that you take my money every now and then. How cruel are you? You emptied the whole box for me. I don't want it." I'm dead! Take out my money!"

Ye Qian squatted low, the old woman's wrinkled face was full of tears, and her cloudy eyes stared at him, as if she wanted to poke a hole in his face, but he didn't feel anything, stood up He pulled his feet out and ran upstairs.

There was a more intense cry behind him, he didn't think about it, went upstairs and entered the old woman's room, and saw the empty box on the table at a glance.He picked it up to look at it, then lay down on the ground and dug under the bed, and found two broken locks from the corner near the side. The old woman is very tight with money, and usually has two locks on it. This is the money box. Get those two.

This is a thief, there is not a single piece of Grandpa Mao left in most of the boxes, no wonder the old woman reacted so violently, he wondered why he had always taken 300 and [-] before, so why did he still have trouble today.

Although the old woman is usually unreliable, she will never pick the lock and hide the money by herself and then direct and act in this play by herself.

He sighed, threw the lock under his arm in the box, and went downstairs.

The old woman was lying flat on the concrete floor. Seeing the box he was holding, she immediately got up and snatched it. When she opened it and saw it was empty, she paused and started crying again. While crying, she threw the box at Ye Qian, who blocked it with her hand. The old woman fell back and rolled on the ground, "You hit me! You bastard, you stole my money and beat my old woman! I'm dead! Pay me back! My money!"

Ye Qian frowned, walked over and grabbed her hand, "Get up and report to the police station."

"Don't try to fool me. You took it. If I don't go, I won't get up! You take out my money, and I want my money!" The old woman refused to get up.

Seeing that he couldn't pull it and couldn't force it, Ye Qian let go of his hand and knelt down and said, "I admit that I took your money. I took it when you went out to take out the trash in the morning, but I only took two hundred. Believe it or not, it's up to you. If you don't want to get the money back, you can continue to make trouble here, I'm too lazy to accompany you when I go upstairs to sleep."

He made a gesture to leave, but his ankle was grabbed again. The old woman sat up and asked with a choked voice, "Small, you really didn't take it, little bastard?"

"I really didn't take it." Ye Qian said.

Hearing him say this, the old woman lost her mind, "You didn't take it, you didn't take it, who took it, my money..." As he spoke, big tears rolled from his shriveled eyes come out.

Ye Qian glanced at the box, "Don't worry, you might get it back if you report it now, it's useless for you to cry here."

"Report the crime...I want my money." The old woman lifted the corner of her clothes to wake up her snot, then wiped her eyes and stood up. When she stood up, her legs trembled and she almost knelt down. Ye Qian quickly supported her.

When they arrived at the police station, a police officer with a square face and eight-character eyebrows received them. The old woman couldn't help crying when she saw the man in the police uniform. She cried and showed the police officer the box in her arms, "Master Qingtian, my old woman My money was stolen..."

"Don't cry, ma'am, let's talk inside." The eight-character eyebrow police officer should be used to this kind of thing, and he didn't even frown when his sleeves were pulled.

The eight-character eyebrow police officer was surnamed Zhang. The two were taken to a small room and sat face to face with the two police officers. Besides Officer Zhang, there was another one who was slightly younger.

The young police officer took out a pen and paper and asked, "Name."

"Wang, Wang Xiuhua." The old woman replied wiping her eyes.

"Yeqian."

After asking some irrelevant basic information one after another, I started to get down to the topic, "How did you find out that the money was stolen?"

"I found out. I went home in the afternoon and wanted to get some money. When I opened the box, I found that there was no money in it. It was all gone. Officer, these are the things I have worked so hard to save all my life. It is my life. You must have Help my old lady get back..."

"Ma'am, don't get excited, we will try our best to help you." The young police officer looked easy to talk, and was not annoyed when he saw her like this, so he took a piece of paper and wiped her face.

Officer Zhang took the notebook and continued, "How much?"

"Huh?" The old woman looked blank.

"How much money is in the box?"

“58万四千600元，我孙子说他早上拿了两百，就还剩下58万四千400元，一张20万的□□和38万四千400元现金。”老太婆飞快地说。

Officer Zhang raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Qian. He didn't know whether he didn't believe the number or was asking if he had taken 200 yuan. Ye Qian nodded.

Nine tenths of the money was given by the old woman's son, that is, her father, and the other tenth was earned by the old woman doing various chores outside.

"Why do you keep so much cash at home?" Officer Zhang continued to ask.

"The old woman loves money, and she feels at ease when she looks at the pieces of money every day... But now it's all gone, my box of money is gone..."

Ye Qian knocked down the table, "Officer Zhang, I'll go out to catch my breath, and call me when you're done asking."

"You can't go out," the young police officer said immediately, "We still don't know a lot about the situation."

Ye Qian glanced at him, "I don't know anything. I go to school all day, and I just got home at ten o'clock. My grandma doesn't have dementia, so don't worry about asking."

What else did the young police officer want to say, Officer Zhang waved his hand, "Go out."

Ye Qian stood up and went out, opened the door and just turned around the corridor, a figure sitting on a row of chairs by the door suddenly jumped into view.

Leather boots, black pants, khaki windbreaker, and a bulging bosom... This is the man who just appeared in the warehouse.He wasn't too sure because he hadn't seen the face before, but he subconsciously took a step back.

The man seemed to have noticed him too, and moved his head towards him, Ye Qian immediately looked away, leaning his back against the wall with his pockets in his pocket, pretending to be nonchalant, but he kept paying attention to that side from the corner of his eye.

After staring at him for about two or three seconds, the man turned his head to maintain the previous posture. Ye Qian just stood against the wall, and the idea of ​​going out to get some air was lost, and he didn't dare to sit on the chair.I can't afford to offend the cat in his arms. It's about five or six meters away from the door to him, and there's a low shelf for tea in the middle, which is a relatively safe distance by visual inspection.

A female police officer holding documents noticed him and said, "Little friend, why are you standing here? There are chairs over there."

"I don't want to sit, just stand for a while." Ye Qian replied with a smile.

The female police officer nodded and left, Ye Qian glanced at the small room behind him and sighed.The old woman's money was stolen, and the first person he thought of was his father. His father loves money, and ordinary thieves don't even steal urinals, and they don't know the password.But he quickly denied it, his father was rich, so he wouldn't steal the old woman's money without saying a word, besides, he gave the money himself.

The reason why there is a "qian" in his name is because his father loves money deeply, and of course this is definitely inherited from the old woman.Because he loves money, he earns money by all means, relying on some shameless means. Looking at Ye Qian's face, he knows that his father is very good-looking, with that capital, and later the daughter of a group on the list married her. Transformed into the vice president of a well-known company.

As for his mother, she ran away after taking a large sum of money from his father.That man always thinks that money can solve everything, so every one or two months he will drive his expensive sports car to send money to their grandparents and grandchildren, but sometimes it is thousands, sometimes tens of thousands. It has never stopped, on the surface it is compensation, but in Ye Qian's view, it is more of a show off.

Mother, you can spend my money as you like!

Son, look, dad is so rich!

Son, you have graduated, use this money!

He took it for granted, and the old woman took it for granted. Although the old woman would scold all kinds of ugly words every time people came, the old woman never had an enmity with money.

The 20 passport was received on the day he graduated, and the old woman saw it and gave it to her.Ye Qian did not inherit the family's property of being open to seeing money. Money is at best a daily necessities that can guarantee his normal life, as long as he is not starved to death.

When he was young, he didn't quite understand what happened, but when he got older, he understood. For a while, he refused to use the money given by the man, and lost his temper a lot, but later he was scolded by the old woman in various ways. It's clear that others are willing to give it, but it's not him who asks for it.

Don't care if it's dirty or not, no matter how dirty it is, it's just a piece of paper in your hand, it's red, it's not dirty hands... it's just a dirty heart.

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The first three chapters are finished and will continue tomorrow