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The next morning, Zhang Yi was falling asleep.

After he doesn't have to work, he sleeps until he wakes up naturally every day, and he sleeps in the first class every day, and he feels comfortable.

"Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi, get up!"

His mother ran over and shouted outside the window.

Zhang Yi opened his eyes and took a look at the phone. It was just after nine o'clock in the morning.

"Mom, I won't eat breakfast anymore!"

Zhang Yi throws his phone aside and wants to accompany Zhougong again.

"You child, is it good for your health not to eat breakfast? Get up, your second uncle and second aunt are here!"

Hearing what his mother said, Zhang Yi's eyes suddenly opened.

Second uncle and second aunt?

F*ck, I just arrived yesterday afternoon, are you here today?

So anxious, people who know think you are borrowing money, but don't know they think our family owes you money!

"Okay, wait for me for a while!"

Zhang Yi sat up unhurriedly and started putting on clothes.

If they can take a penny from themselves today, even if Zhang Yibai has lived for more than 20 years.

Thinking of the contempt of their family since childhood, Zhang Yi felt energetic all over, he was waiting for an opportunity to point his nose to scold them!

At the gate of Zhang's house, the small electric tricycles of the second uncle and aunt stopped there.

The second uncle stood smoking at the door, looking at Zhang Yi's brand-new Bentley, lost in thought.

"How much does this car cost?"

Second aunt asked quietly.

The second uncle squinted his eyes, pretending to be unpredictable, and said: "It's not worth it! I haven't heard of this car before, a miscellaneous car."

As he said, he shook his head: "This is a mess outside. You don’t save money to buy a better car. It’s not as shameful to get a broken car. Look at our Dafeng, somehow buy a BMW. It looks great wherever you go!"

Thinking of the second-hand low-quality BMW that his son had bought for more than 200,000 yuan, the second uncle's waist straightened a bit, and his face felt gleaming.

The second aunt snorted coldly.

"Don't worry about the car, at least it costs 100,000 yuan! He has money to buy a car, and he has the money to borrow it. I want to see what excuses they have today!"

Two people stood at the gate of Zhang's family like two door gods who collected debts, with a look of dissatisfaction.

They were rejected by Li Xiuhua yesterday, and they are still angry now!

In the early morning, the neighboring neighbors had breakfast and went out for a walk, and they saw these two door gods.

"Isn't this Zhiguo? You came here early in the morning?"

Uncle Liu next door greeted his second uncle.

The second uncle nodded slowly, "Ah, I heard that Xiaoyi is back! My uncle came to see him."

"Oh hello, now Xiao Yi is really promising! I made a lot of money outside. Your uncle has a bright face!"

Uncle Liu said with emotion.

Several aunts next to him also said: "Yes, yeah, your nephew is so rich, did he give you a few hundred thousand flowers?"

"In the future, your family will be able to follow the light, and I am envious of them!"

The faces of the second uncle and the second aunt were a little ugly.

Are we in the light of their home? Are you kidding, how poor was their old Zhang family in the past? I look down on it.

"Isn't our family without money, so we need to dip into others' use?"

The second uncle said disdainfully.

Uncle Liu was happy when he heard the words, "Oh, I thought you were here to borrow money in three days. It turned out not to be?"

The aunt next to her followed her voice: "That's right, there is money in the ethnographic country! The eldest son runs a cement factory, and the second son is a college student. How could it be possible to borrow money from Zhang Yi's family?"

"That's it!"

A group of uncles and aunts made a haha, then turned and walked south.

After walking not far, a group of grandpas and aunts showed ironic smiles on their faces.

"Li Zhiguo is really shameless. He just heard that the old Zhang family's son had made some money, so he ran over to borrow money every day. He would cost 300,000 yuan for one payment!"

"My dear, why does he open his mouth?"

"Shameless people are invincible in the world! Hehe!"

"How could the Zhang family lend it to him? When will he be able to pay it back?"

"Return it? What do you think, he can't pay it back if he borrows money. This is Li Zhiguo's old man, who doesn't know in their village? Before, his third brother borrowed 100,000 yuan from his son, but he hasn't paid it back for 20 years. what!"

"The whole family is shameless."

"Let's go over and watch a good show later, it must be interesting."

The grandfathers and aunts chattered and walked away slowly. But it won't be long before they will come back to watch this good show.

Zhang Damin walked out and saw the second uncle and his wife standing at the door like a big man, he couldn't help frowning, and his heart was very annoying.

Not only does Zhang Yi dislike them, but Zhang Damin actually hates them even more. But being an uncle, it’s inconvenient to show it in front of the old woman’s family, otherwise it’s not good to say it.

In the past, Zhang Yi's second uncle did not leave him a minority, saying that he only knew about farming and doing a small business, but he didn't know how to make money.

But now, Zhang Damin thought that he had a promising son, his waist straightened suddenly.

"Second brother, sister-in-law, came so early in the morning?"

Zhang Damin smiled and walked over, "Didn't you just come here yesterday? What's the matter today?"

He also asked knowingly, the two of them made it clear that they were asking for money when they came to the door. But he just wanted second uncle Zhang Yi and second aunt to speak out, to see how confident they can borrow money?

After seeing Zhang Yi's father, the second uncle raised his eyebrows, "Ah, I was here to go to the market today! I passed by here. I heard that my nephew is back. Anyone who is an uncle has to look at him! I haven't seen him in five or six years. I miss him!"

Zhang Damin raised a thumbs up in his heart, his second uncle did not dare to say anything else, he could count it with a thick-skinned face!

The two are not far away, only five or six miles away. He was ashamed to say that he hadn't seen his nephew in five or six years, and he still missed him.

Do you miss him or his money?

Zhang Damin "haha" smiled, "What's so nice about this bear kid! He will stay at home for a few days, and will leave after two days. After the New Year, I will let him go to pay you a New Year greeting!"

When the second uncle and second aunt heard it, Chinese New Year? That can't work!

"I can't wait, it's still more than half a year, my son is waiting for the money to open a cement factory!"

The second aunt said anxiously.

The second uncle tugged at her clothes, gave her a look, and said to Zhang Damin: "It's a trivial matter whether money or not, just miss my nephew! As the saying goes, the third generation will not leave his uncle's house and be an uncle. Just to be with your nephew."

As he said, he stroked his pocket, "Oh, I'm done smoking! Damn, you can get me a pack of cigarettes!"

Zhang Yi's father squinted at his second uncle. When he first came yesterday, Zhang Yi's father was also polite and opened a pack of Liqun for him to draw.

As a result, he smoked half a pack in the afternoon, and even passed the cigarettes before he left!

"It's also a coincidence. There is no smoke in the house."

"Take a pack in the cupboard! Can you still sell cigarettes?"

Zhang Yi's house runs a small shop, and there are indeed cigarettes for sale, and the second uncle is not welcome, he wants to smoke as if he is coming to visit.

Zhang Yi's father glanced at his second uncle, "What cigarette do you buy? There are 13 Liqun that you smoked yesterday, and 40 Zhonghua."

When the second uncle heard the word "buy", his face suddenly became ugly.

"Forget it, it won't matter if you draw two less!"

Turning his head, he complained in a low voice: "Deserve to be poor for a lifetime! Stingy!"

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