Xiao Sun came back, and it seemed that someone from Shi Huozhu's unit had arrived, so Cai Gen felt relieved.
The fact that they did not make things difficult for Xiao Sun shows that their unit did not use their power to bully others and pursue the matter of Shi Huozhu's injury.
On the other hand, it is impossible to investigate the relationship between Xiao Sun and Shi Huozhu.
There are only a few days left to celebrate the Little New Year. Let’s not talk about the concert, let’s talk about the Little New Year. It’s not a big or a small festival.
Do you want to spend time in the store? Cai Gen was a little hesitant. He really didn’t want his family to come over again.
Last New Year's Day, something happened when we had dinner together in a store. Cai Gen was very superstitious.
I made up my mind and contacted my wife Yuanyuan. After expressing my thoughts, I got support.
Although Yuanyuan didn't complain about Cai Gen this time when her son had an accident, it was impossible not to have any ideas.
After all, he entered the supernatural circle earlier than Cai Gen, and he is much more in awe of some messy things than Cai Gen.
From the beginning, he told Cai Gen over and over again not to meddle in other people's business, not to make promises easily, not to help randomly, and not to destroy good people.
Practice has proved that Cai Gen basically did all the things he was asked to do, and indeed there were no good results.
Cai Gen finally gained a sense of awe and didn't want his family to have too much contact with the store. Yuanyuan agreed, very much.
Yuanyuan understands these things. It's not just that you decide to resist today and you can escape tomorrow. This also requires an opportunity.
At present, it seems that Cai Gen's opportunity to escape has not yet occurred. If he breaks out of the circle, he is bound to rebound and lose control.
With his wife's support, Cai Gen no longer worries about Xiaonian's dinner party.
When the time comes, you can just go to your father-in-law's house or your parents' house to have a meal. It's very worry-free.
Just as I put down one thing, the bell rang and the store door opened.
Cai Gen is used to not looking at people first, but first looking at the quartz clock. It's one o'clock in the afternoon.
What time is this? It’s the busiest time of the day at Cai Gen’s store.
Looking at the person again, Cai Gen covered his forehead, why is he here again?
With a heavy sigh, Cai Gen lit a cigarette.
"Young Master Long, there is a limit to bullying others. Don't try to pluck wool from a sheep."
The person who came in was Master Long, holding Zhao Erniu's son in his arms.
It's just that now, Mr. Long's clothes are much more normal and seem to be more upscale.
The Mi Tai child is also very clean. It seems that Mr. Long takes good care of him and raises him as his own son.
"Boss Cai, what are you talking about? Who do you think I am?"
who?
Fall in love with me, a person who extorts money.
He's not the kind of person who can call the police or use violence.
He is the one who will use your own conscience to rub your heart after the fortune-telling.
"Has Zhao Erniu's funeral been carried out? The child has been raised well and you are very considerate of it.
As for the ugly words, I borrowed the 10,000 yuan last time, and now I really have no money."
Hearing Cai Gen's statement, Xiao Sun was not happy. Mr. Long is trying to push his limits, is he here to extort money again?
Xiao Sun seemed to have no idea, but in fact he was not stupid at all. The reason why Cai Gen gave him money last time was not because he slapped Zhao Erniu. To put it more fundamentally, Zhao Erniu died because of Xiao Sun's slap. Cai Gen
The purpose is to eliminate disasters for oneself and pay off debts.
Xiao Sun knew Cai Gen's financial situation very well. The ten thousand yuan was as painful as cutting Cai Gen's flesh, and Xiao Sun felt the same pain.
This came to my door again today, and Xiao Sun couldn't bear it anymore.
From the kitchen to the front hall, he stood in front of Mr. Long,
As long as he dares to raise money, throw it out, or at worst, give him a slap in the face.
When Mr. Long saw Xiao Sun coming out, he took a step back. The situation was that if he didn't clearly explain his purpose, he wouldn't be able to proceed further.
He put the child on the stool, took out a stack of red tickets from the small bag, held it up with one hand, walked around Xiao Sun, and placed it on the bar for Cai Gen.
"Boss Cai, I'm here to pay you back, don't insult me."
When Cai Gen heard Mr. Long talking about paying back the money, he stared at the pile of red tickets.
Unconsciously, my eyes became a little moist, and my heart began to talk to the pile of money.
Are you back? How are you doing? Have you missed me? Come and let me feel you and see if you are thinner?
Without any hope, Cai Gen reached out and picked up the money and started counting.
Mr. Long was very surprised that Cai Gen counted the money?
And he was so focused and emotional, as if he was meeting a relative.
"Boss Cai, you have insulted me again. I just took it from the bank. Can it be less? Ten thousand is just ten thousand."
Without being disturbed by Mr. Long at all, Cai Gen patiently counted the money, one by one, looking at the lost treasure.
As he counted, Cai Gen's expression changed, he slapped the money on the bar and said in a bad tone,
"Why is there one less card?"
Young Master Long, who was originally confident, was instantly slapped in the face. He picked up the money in disbelief and counted it seriously.
After checking it once, twice, and three times, Mr. Long also confirmed that there was really one missing card.
No, I obviously picked it up at the bank yesterday. Could it be that there was one missing at that time? How could this happen?
I was so cruel that I wanted to find another ticket from the folder and fill it in for Cai Gen, but there was no red ticket.
After spending a long time collecting more than 70 yuan, I put it all on the bar.
"Boss Cai, I don't know why there is one missing card. I took it out from the bank and I didn't even count it. I'm sorry."
Looking at a pile of red tickets and a pile of loose money, Cai Gen understood two things.
First, Mr. Long really didn’t know that he was short of money.
Secondly, this ten thousand should be the only money left by Mr. Long. For the sake of face, he can’t even get a red ticket, so why should he return it to himself?
Putting the money on the bar, Cai Gen did not put it away, but said gently,
"One missing piece, just one missing piece. Master Long definitely didn't mean it. It's okay. Don't take it to heart.
Xiaosun, give the child a full cup of tea, put more tea leaves, and give the child a full cup of juice."
Seeing that Cai Gen's attitude softened, Xiao Sun went to work in the kitchen.
Cai Gen pulled Mr. Long to sit down, handed him a cigarette, and helped him light it.
"Young Master Long, didn't you say that the money should be divided the last time you came here? Why are you still thinking of paying back the money?
Is it Zhao Erniu who was buried in the sea, or are you no longer raising his son?"
Mr. Long was smoking a cigarette. He hadn't recovered from what had just happened. He originally wanted to give Cai Gen money to silence him, but he ended up slandering him.
"Sea burials occur twice a year, and we don't have enough time.
This child has become attached to me and is very close to me. Let’s keep him for now.
The reason why I pay you back is because those old brothers of Zhao Erniu are back, that is, the Qi Tu.
It turned out that they were traveling in a group. When I went around to borrow money, I couldn't find them.
Later, they found out what happened and gave me 700,000 yuan.
I paid off the debt with 600,000 yuan, bought a cemetery for Zhao Erniu with 90,000 yuan, and I plan to repay you with 10,000 yuan.
If I really had no choice, I came to ask you for money.
Afterwards, I also felt unhappy. You are very particular about things, and I can't do anything wrong. If you borrow something, you will pay it back.
So, I will return the money to you today and buy myself some peace of mind."
Seven hundred thousand, Qitu gave him seven hundred thousand, and in the end he didn’t even have one hundred yuan in his pocket?
Cai Gen finally began to face Mr. Long seriously. What kind of person is he?
At least, Cai Gen felt that he couldn't do it, and he admired it very much.
