Raiders of Abuse Scum

Even if Zhang Dashuan stood at the door and scolded, in his opinion, no matter what happened to Zhang Dashuan, he would not lose a piece of flesh.

Besides, being scolded can get so much money in exchange, it's worth it.

Zhang Dashuan scolded him continuously for three or four days.

But no matter how much he scolded, Zhang Jiaxing's dead pig was not afraid of the boiling water, it just crawled into the house as if it was dead and could not come out.

Zhang Dashuan was running around in a hurry, feeling even more regretful in his heart.

The earlier Zhang Jiaxing was shameless, he shouldn't have let him get the money back then.

Thinking of this, Zhang Dashuan's tears are about to fall. He is an old man with only a few thousand yuan in his hand. He is getting older and older, and Jiujiu's expenses are increasing year by year. What can I do in the future?

Just when Zhang Dashuan was thinking about whether he should bump his head into the door of Zhang Jiaxing and face death, Jiujiu came back.

Although Jiujiu is only in junior high school now, because the school is far away from the village, she lives in a dormitory.

Every time I go, I bring some dry steamed buns and some small pickles, and just drink the boiling water from the school water room, and a week passes like this.

However, all the students around here are like this, and no one looks down on anyone.

As soon as Jiujiu came back, she was dragged to tell her father Zhang Dashuan how she stood at the gate of Zhangjiaxing and scolded her every day recently.

The people in the mountain village are poor and backward, and the whole world knows about the big shit, and Zhang Jiujiu's parents died unexpectedly, and Zhang Jiaxing swallowed the compensation. They all know, this time they are all waiting for Jiujiu Come back to jokes.

After hearing that aunt finished speaking, Jiujiu didn't collapse as she imagined, but instead thanked her calmly, and went directly to Zhang Jiaxing's house without even going home.

Zhang Dashuan, who had been scolding for several days, was almost pissed off by Zhang Jiaxing. Just when he was about to bump his head to death at the gate of Zhang Jiaxing to force Zhang Jiaxing to come out and pay the money, he suddenly heard Jiujiu's voice, "Master,"

Jiujiu's immature voice made Zhang Dashuan, who was on the verge of collapse, regain his last trace of reason.

Zhang Dashuan regained his composure, grabbed Jiu Jiu's hand, and said in a stern voice, "Jiu, I'm sorry, I didn't keep your parents' money."

Jiujiu patted Zhang Dashuan on the back to let him breathe, looked at Zhang Jiaxing's closed door, and said to Zhang Dashuan, "Don't be afraid, sir. My parents are gone. Their compensation belongs to their inheritance. According to the law, My parents' inheritance should be inherited by you and me, my uncle has no right to inherit, this is called illegal embezzlement, we just go to court and sue him."

Zhang Dashuan had never studied, so naturally he didn't know these rules and regulations, but seeing what Jiujiu said was convincing, he instantly believed it.

However, he was still a little puzzled, "What if your second uncle doesn't give us money?"

"The court will enforce it," Jiujiu glanced at the door of Zhang Jiaxing's closed room, and said loudly, "If you still refuse to pay after the enforcement, you will be sentenced to prison."

People in the mountain village have no concept of professional vocabulary such as enforcement, but when they hear the three words 'eating prison food', they understand it instantly.

Zhang Dashuan has never been educated, and he has scolded him for several days in a row in the past few years, but Zhang Jiaxing's innocence has already made him die of pain. Now when he heard Jiujiu say that Zhang Jiaxing would go to prison if he didn't give him money, he instantly felt With the backbone, he nodded repeatedly and said,

"That's good, that's good."

As long as I can get my money back.

Seeing that Zhang Dashuan was relieved, Jiujiu supported Zhang Dashuan and walked towards the house.

Zhang Dashuan was a rough guy, he would tidy up when Zhang Jiujiu was at home, and when Jiujiu went to school, he just made do with it.

The yard has not been swept for a week, and there is a thick layer of dust and fallen leaves in the yard.

Jiujiu walked into the kitchen. The chopping board in the kitchen hadn't been washed for several days. There was a thick layer of flour and oil stains on it, and there were several greasy bowls and chopsticks on one side.

Jiujiu put her schoolbag in the room, took off her coat, rolled up her sleeves and started to work.

Zhang Dashuan scolded Zhang Jiaxing every day for being shameless and greedy for money, so he must not have had a good meal, so she thought about Zhang Dashuan even if she didn't think about herself.

Zhang Dashuan was getting old, and his eldest son and daughter-in-law didn't even have a wife. The younger son gave Tanmo the money that his older son had exchanged for his life. He must feel uncomfortable.

Jiujiu first tidied up the kitchen roughly, lit a fire and put some logs on it to boil hot water, while he went to the vegetable patch outside to cook vegetables.

The people in the mountains basically grow their own vegetables. Although Zhang Dashuan is a rough guy, he is no exception.

Jiujiu went outside to pull some lettuce, picked a few tomatoes, and picked a few small cucumbers along the way, and this is the house.

Back at the house, the hot water was ready, Jiujiu scooped out half of the hot water, and then poured the washed rice into the pot to cook porridge.

After scalding the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen with hot water to disinfect them, and then scrubbing the kitchen, they started kneading pancakes.

Because time was short, Jiujiu baked a pancake with hot noodles, served it with her own cold lettuce, cucumber, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes, which was just right for dinner.

In the past few days, Zhang Dashuan has been worrying about Zhang Jiaxing's unconscionable refusal to give money, and when he is hungry, he basically fools around with something to eat.

After a hot meal, Zhang Dashuan was as comfortable as taking a hot bath.

Zhang Dashuan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Jiujiu who was sweeping the yard with a broom, "Jiu, you said that if you go to the court to sue your second uncle, can he really give us the money?"

Although Zhang Jiaxing is also his own son, Zhang Dashuan doesn't have a good feeling for this son.

When the family was separated, he heard that whoever got them would give them the old couple's pension. Zhang Jiaxing didn't even think about it, so he just didn't fight. Later, when his wife had a cerebral hemorrhage and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, he asked people to find Zhang Jiaxing's little money and put it on the bed. , even if he promised to give it to him when the boss came back, Zhang Jiaxing not only refused to give it, but directly said that they had separated, they belonged to the boss, and he couldn't control them.

Even if he splits up and fights, but that is his own mother, his mother is about to die and he still cares about money, which shows that this person is heartless.

But this time he can even afford the money that his boss and his daughter-in-law got in exchange for their lives, Zhang Dashuan doesn't care whether Zhang Jiaxing will go to jail or not.

As soon as Jiujiu heard it, he knew that Zhang Dashuan had the intention of suing Zhang Jiaxing.

In fact, if they think about it in a big way, it means illegally appropriating other people’s property, but in a small way, it’s just a housework.

Whether it's big or small, it's all up to them voluntarily.

But this big bolt obviously didn't want to take advantage of Zhang Jiaxing, he really wanted to sue Zhang Jiaxing.

Seeing that Zhang Dashuan was about to sue Zhang Jiaxing, Jiujiu immediately told Zhang Dashuan everything she knew.

Zhang Dashuan couldn't even write his own name, and it was the first time he heard Jiujiu talk about so many new things, and he was very serious.

Moreover, he also firmly decided to continue sending Jiujiu to school.

This person really still wants to study.