Chapter 137 Let's take this room today

"Uncle Zhiran, Uncle Zhiran, your Fan Fei is back!" Fan Rui and Fan Sifei ran to Fan Fei's house and shouted together.

"What's wrong with him?" Fan Zhiran, who was cutting pig grass, changed his face and quickly stood up.

It's not a rare thing for Fan Fei to go home, but Fan Rui and Fan Si came to report the news and shouted so loudly. Could it be that something happened?

"He is rich!" Fan Rui laughed.

"Fool me!" Fan Zhiran was stunned for a while, then squatted down, continued to cut the pig grass as if nothing had happened, and said, "My son, I don't know yet?" He is so cowardly and still studying. How can he make a fortune?

"Really, he took the taxi back, and the taxi fare was 150 yuan, and he didn't even need the driver to find 20 yuan in change!" Seeing that Fan Zhiran didn't believe it, Fan Rui suddenly felt a little anxious and said loudly.

"Yes, he picked up two big bags, the same as those who came back from work in Shenzhen and Guangzhou, but they are different, because he wears a dress of famous brand clothes, and the cigarettes distributed to us are also different. It's not a good day, nor red double happiness, but blue hibiscus king smoke. As soon as they disperse, there are two packs of cigarettes add up to one. A hundred yuan, it's awesome!" Fan Si also vividly confirmed some details.

The village is small and there are not many new things, so a small piece of news can be talked about for a long time. Those who can get out of the village can easily become a news center. Almost everyone who wanders outside will be examined by the villagers when they return to the village. Over time, the villagers became more and more shrewd. Just from some small details, they could tell how the person was doing outside. And Fan Fei is naturally familiar with the psychology of the villagers, so he made these details to the extreme. With only a little money, it caused a sensation in the whole village.

After listening to these two words, Fan Zhiran was stunned again. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "This prodigal, there is a guy who dares to take out hundreds of yuan. It's a shameful guy!"

After saying this, Fan Zhiran stood up, picked up a long wooden stick that supported the door from the ground and ran out.

Fan Zhiran has a little cunning unique to small farmers. For example, he always believes in the purpose of not revealing wealth, and pursues this purpose to the extreme - he knows that he owes too much debts, and he can't pay them off at all in the past few years, and he is not stupid enough to eat or drink in order to pay off debts. Therefore, although he also made a little money when he worked and often secretly improved his family's food, he never dared to expose it to the outside world. He always appeared in a poor and sour family that could not open the pot. Even if the two of them just secretly ate a small bowl of fat pork at home, they would clean their mouths and then go out with half a sweet potato in their mouths, so Fan Qingxian and Fan Liang will eat sweet potato rice at his house for three consecutive days, and then no one will imitate them.

Even Fan Fei gave him a few old clothes, and he only picked up the patched clothes and went out as a guest, so that the creditors could look more comfortable. Now, his family is so poor that he owes a lot of debts. Fan Fei actually went home dressed in good clothes and bought good cigarettes to disperse in public. Isn't this deliberately jealous and make creditors angry?

This is a big trouble! But his son has never been stupid and a little shrewd. How could he do such a stupid thing? Did he make some money by working outside, or did he really recover the salary of more than 5,000 yuan that Shi Yi owed to him?

But even if you get thousands of yuan, you should never swagger through the market. Secretly paying off one or two debts is the best way! It's a big problem for so many creditors to pay back to whom. Once it is made public, don't the creditors have to make big comments?

Is there water in Fan Fei's skull?

At this moment, Fan Zhiran's heart was full of anger and doubt, so he was determined to beat Fan Fei with a wooden stick in front of everyone, and teach this son a lesson in public, so that the creditors can balance their hearts. As for how much impact it could be saved, Fan Zhiran was not sure. He only knew that the sooner the stick was pulled, the better, so he hurried out of the house.

"Flying back?" At this time, Sun Kemin also heard the noise, so she rubbed the firewood on her hand and ran out of the kitchen. She happened to see Fan Zhiran running out with a wooden stick, so she quickly followed him out and shouted repeatedly, "Old man, what are you doing?"

"Bighten people!" Fan Zhiran only dropped two words.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Sun Kemin was shocked and quickly shouted at Fan Rui and Fan Si.

"I don't know..." Fan Rui and Fan Si shook their heads, and suddenly felt a little gloating in their hearts, and they quickly followed them out to watch the fun.

They picked up the cigarette and ran away. They didn't know what Fan Fei did behind, and after Fan Zhiran said that, they also thought it was reasonable. So now in their minds, Fan Fei was just pretending to be rich and rich, just pretending to be B. And knocking down the B offender to the ground is always a comforting thing, which can at least make yourself psychologically balanced, because you are not rich...

Sun Kemin listened to the words Fan Rui and Fan Si and quickly followed him out. Then he saw Fan Zhiran standing in a daze on the road and the dark crowd in front of him.

"Damn it, this bastard angered the creditors. They came to demolish the house and uncover the tiles... You quickly spread your hair and sat on the door and cried. I'll say a few good words. It doesn't work..." Fan Zhiran turned around and whispered to his wife with a frightened face.

Demolition of the house and demolition has always been a nightmare in Fan Zhiran's heart in the past few years. When he dreamed, he often dreamed of this scene - the creditors of ten miles and eight townships have been unable to recover their debts, so they gathered together angrily to pursue debts. After that, he began to demolish the house, making them lose the family property left by their ancestors and lost. The last nest of the family lived in other relatives in a sad panic, and even wandered on the street...

At this moment, this nightmare is finally coming true. At this moment, Fan Zhiran's heart is extremely desperate and anxious.

What made him angry was that Fan Fei, who was walking at the front of the crowd, actually pointed to his house and laughed at the crowd beside him, "It's better to hit the sun than to hit the sun. Take off this room today..."

After hearing this sentence from afar, Fan Zhiran was almost out of breath.

This unfilial son, are you really in your head? Unexpectedly, you brought someone to pick up our house. Do you want to kill us?

"Wow...Wow...Don't come to demolish our house...We are all old. You can't kick us out as beggets..."

At this time, when Sun Kemin behind him heard his wife's instructions, he had pulled off the rubber band on his hair, spread his hair to his face, retreated to the gate at the same time, sat on the high threshold, and cried with his hair spreading, pounding his chest.

Sun Kemin is the same as Fan Zhiran. Although she has just reached the age of fifty, her hair has turned a little white. She was forced to white by this son of a bitch in poverty. The originally beautiful face has also had a lot of wrinkles and old-fashioned. At this moment, her tears came, not only because of the unique acting skills of women, but also because she thought of the miserable days of homelessness in the future, so she was sad and entered the play in just a few seconds.

"Mom, don't cry, don't cry, they are here to help our house!" Fan Fei's hearing was amazing. He heard what his father said to his mother from afar. His heart was sad. He quickly grabbed the two big travel bags from the villagers and rushed to the door of his house. In a blink of an eye, he ran to his mother, and then threw down the bag and helped Sun Kemin up.

Fan Fei ran like this, and some young villagers behind him also ran over.

"Little bastard, do you still have the face to come back?" When Fan Zhiran saw Fan Fei running over with a large group of villagers, he suddenly raised the wooden stick with an angry face, shouted loudly, and knocked on Fan Fei. It's just that his eyes were dazzling, Fan Fei had run past him, and the stick fell empty.

"Uncle Zhiran, don't fight, don't fight, put it down quickly! What are you doing?" Several young villagers quickly surrounded Fan Zhiran and said, and at the same time took the wooden stick in his hand.

"Exercable, let me kill this ignorant son of a bitch!" Fan Zhiran was anxious and quickly went to grab the stick, but the stick had already been hidden by the villagers, so naturally he couldn't find it.

At this moment, Fan Fei is the god of wealth in the minds of these creditors. How can he be beaten? In case Fan Zhiran beat him away, who will ask for the money?

"Feifei, what are you talking about? Didn't you just say that you were going to pick up the house? Why did it become repairing the house again? At this time, Sun Kemin had been helped up by Fan Fei. She was looking at her son in a stingen and asked doubtfully.

"Mom, how can I repair the new house if the old house is not removed?" Fan Fei said with a wry smile.

"Repair a new house? Where did we get the money?" Sun Kemin was shocked.

"Give me back the stick, and I'm going to wake up this stinky boy who has been daydreaming all day!" After hearing these two words, Fan Zhiran was so angry that one Buddha was born and the other Buddha ascended to heaven. He desperately wanted to squeeze out of the crowd, but he was stopped by the villagers.

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(I came back from my business trip. I will resume one update at 8 o'clock in the morning and one at night. The water heater at home is broken. I'm going to hire someone to repair it today. If it can't be repaired, buy a new one. If it goes well, I will take time to add more chapters.)