Siheyuan: Master of the Fire, Eating Watermelons Online

Chapter 80: Earning Yuan Backhand, Jia Family Spits Blood in Furi
"Don't worry, Director Wang. I don't have the habit of randomly recognizing my ancestors. Now it's a new society. Apart from the elders in my own family, there are no other ancestors."

The call of "ancestor" just now was Wang Weiguo's deliberate attempt to flatter the deaf old lady.

With Wang Weiguo's personality, how could he possibly recognize that fake deaf man as his ancestor.

No one can do it except the elders of their Wang family.

Hearing Wang Weiguo's words, Director Wang nodded with satisfaction and glanced at everyone in the courtyard.

Obviously.

Director Wang's reminder just now was not only meant for Wang Weiguo alone, but also a reminder and warning to them.

The bad habits of the old society must not be allowed to continue.

As Wang Weiguo said, now is a new society. Apart from the elders of one's own family, no one can be called the ancestor of the clan. No one can be the ancestor of others, even the relatives of martyrs.

Besides, whether this old lady is a martyr’s relative remains to be verified.

Although she was unable to verify it with the deaf old lady in person, through the situations and processes she observed and understood along the way, she felt that this matter was somewhat mysterious.

The main reason was that Yi Zhonghai was vague in his words, as if he was intentionally avoiding something, and the deaf old lady's illness was too strange.

However, she cannot draw conclusions based on her own subjective feelings. She still needs to investigate the specific situation.

Seeing Director Wang's thoughtful look, Wang Weiguo did not give the deaf old lady and Yi Zhonghai any more eye drops, nor did he rush to expose their shortcomings.

Some things cannot be rushed.

Being too anxious may backfire.

Anyway, the case of the deaf old lady has been reported to Director Wang. Even if the deaf old lady has temporarily escaped the disaster by taking advantage of her illness, she can't escape the disaster.

Moreover, whether the deaf old lady is a martyr's relative has to be investigated and verified by the street office. It cannot be determined in a few words, and the results will not be available in a short time.

But after such a scare, I guess the deaf old lady will no longer be arrogant and will start to feel panic.

This process is the most torturous and painful.

"Hey, Jia Dongxu, what are you doing? You stole my sewing machine in front of Director Wang. Are you brave enough?"

As soon as he came from the backyard with Director Wang, Wang Weiguo saw Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhang, mother and son, working together to move the sewing machine home, and he immediately shouted.

Hearing Wang Weiguo's voice, Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhangshi suddenly froze.

But when they turned around and saw Director Wang with a sullen face, they were completely dumbfounded.

"No... Director Wang, don't listen to Wang Weiguo's nonsense. This sewing machine belongs to our family and has nothing to do with him." Jia Zhang, who was panicked, hurriedly explained.

"Hasn't your family already given this sewing machine to Wang Weiguo?"

Director Wang asked in a deep voice.

Before coming, she had learned about the debt dispute between the two families from Wang Weiguo. Jia Dongxu was also present at the time and did not refute anything, obviously acknowledging the fact.

Now Jia Zhang said that the sewing machine belonged to their Jia family and had nothing to do with Wang Weiguo. Was she bullying me because I didn’t understand the situation, or was she taking me for a fool?

Director Wang, who was in a bad mood, looked at Jia Dongxu, wanting to see how he would answer.

"Mom, stop talking nonsense!"

Being scrutinized by Director Wang, Jia Dongxu's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He quickly explained, "Director Wang, we saw that the sewing machine was a little dirty, so we wanted to take it home and clean it, and then send it to Wang Weiguo later."

Director Wang almost laughed out of anger when he heard Jia Dongxu's lame excuse.

Shaking his head, Director Wang did not expose Jia Dongxu's intention and said directly: "Okay, move it back quickly."

"Hey!"

Jia Dongxu's face turned bitter, but he could only agree.

Director Wang's remarks clearly indicated his approval of their previous approach of using sewing machines to pay off debts.

From this moment on, there is no longer any dispute over the ownership of this sewing machine.

However, facing this result, Jia Zhang was quite reluctant. But she did not dare to challenge Director Wang, so she could only put the sewing machine on the ground and turn back to the house.

See this.

Jia Dongxu had no choice but to call Qin Huairu and ask her to help him move.

The sewing machine was not heavy, but not very light either. He could carry it by himself, but moving it from the middle yard to the front yard was somewhat difficult.

Qin Huairu was free anyway, so of course she chose a way that was easier on herself.

Jia Dongxu felt very aggrieved at the thought that not only did he have to compensate Wang Weiguo for his own sewing machine, but he also had to deliver it to the man personally.

Ignoring Jia Dongxu, who looked miserable, and Qin Huairu, who looked bitter, Wang Weiguo directly sent Director Wang out.

At this time, Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong were helping Yi Zhonghai put the deaf old lady on the prepared cart, and asked their sons Liu Guangqi and Yan Jiecheng to help Yi Zhonghai take the deaf old lady to the hospital.

"Director Wang, are you leaving?"

"Well, I'll come over next time the old lady is discharged from the hospital."

"Don't worry, I will let you know when the time comes."

"I'm leaving, you guys go back!"

"See you later, Director Wang!"

"..."

After seeing Director Wang off, Wang Weiguo followed Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong back to the front yard, just in time to see Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu delivering the sewing machine to his doorstep.

With a cold snort, Jia Dongxu put down the sewing machine with a grim look on his face. Without even looking at Wang Weiguo, he led Qin Huairu back directly.

"Tsk tsk!"

At this time, Yan Bugui "tsk" twice, and looked at the sewing machine in the yard with shining eyes. He couldn't help but envy Wang Weiguo: "Weiguo, this sewing machine is worth at least 70 yuan, and it only pays off the debt of 50 yuan. You obviously made a profit."

"What a waste of money!" After hearing Yan Bugui's words, Wang Weiguo complained, "Uncle, don't forget that Jia Dongxu owed us a hundred yuan for two years. If he had put the hundred yuan in the bank for two years, it wouldn't have made much difference."

These days, in order to attract deposits, banks offer very high deposit interest rates.

Especially when the country was just founded, the interest rate for current deposits was as high as 60%, and the interest rate for one-year fixed deposits was as high as 252%.

However, as the country develops and gradually emerges from its ruins, bank deposit rates have been adjusted downward all the way. Now they are far from as high as they were in the beginning. But if it is a regular deposit, the interest after one or two years is still considerable.

"Too."

After hearing what Wang Weiguo said, Yan Bugui felt a little embarrassed.

I didn't think of this. This made Yan Bugui, who was good at calculating, feel a little embarrassed.

"Uncle, are you interested in this sewing machine?"

Wang Weiguo noticed that Yan Bugui seemed to like the Jia family's sewing machine very much, so he became interested and said directly: "If you want it, I will sell it to you."

"Really?"

Yan Bugui was a little surprised, but couldn't help but ask, "Such a good thing, why don't you want it?"

"I'm a grown man, and I can't use a sewing machine, so what do I need this thing for?" Wang Weiguo said after complaining, "If the Jia family hadn't been unable to pay, I wouldn't have bothered to use this thing to pay off the debt."

There was nothing false in what Wang Weiguo said.

Wang Weiguo really doesn't think much of the Jia family's sewing machine, which has been used for almost ten years.

Even if I need to purchase this thing at that time, I will definitely buy a new one.

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui was about to remind Wang Weiguo that he could keep the sewing machine for future blind dates and getting married, but he thought that if he reminded him, he would have no chance of getting it.

So Yan Bugui suppressed his excitement and said as calmly as possible: "Okay, I'll take your sewing machine. Weiguo, wait here. I'll go home and get the money for you."

however.

When Yan Bugui went home to get fifty yuan and brought the three aunts out to move the sewing machine home, he was stopped by Wang Weiguo.

"Uncle, this money is not enough!"

Wang Weiguo counted the money and reminded.

"How come it's not enough? Isn't it fifty? Count again!"

Yan Bugui was a little anxious.

As a scholar, could he do such a deceptive thing?
Wang Weiguo simply did not trust his identity and character as a primary school teacher.

Wang Weiguo reminded him, “It’s fifty, but didn’t you say seventy?”

"When did I say seventy?"

Yan Bugui became anxious again.

"You just said it yourself, that my sewing machine is worth at least seventy dollars, and you even said that I made a profit. You can't forget it so quickly, can you?"

After Wang Weiguo finished speaking, he shook his head helplessly.

"But doesn't the Jia family owe you fifty? This sewing machine is used to pay off the debt of fifty. How can you ask me for seventy?" Yan Bugui was dissatisfied.

"Uncle, you can't calculate the account like this."

Wang Weiguo smiled and said, "Let's put things in perspective. The Jia family owes me money.

This sewing machine is mine now. You said it yourself, it is worth the price.

And don’t forget, there’s also two years’ worth of interest on this!

You can't let me lose money, right?"

Although he was not as calculating as Yan Bugui, Wang Weiguo could not allow himself to suffer any loss and let Yan Bugui take advantage of him for nothing.

Seeing Yan Bugui's face livid, Wang Weiguo tried to sell him the sewing machine by playing hard to get: "Do you still want it? If you do, I'll give you another twenty dollars and you can take the sewing machine away.

If you don’t want it, I’ll take it back to a trust store and maybe sell it for a high price.

Even though this sewing machine is a bit old, the Jia family has preserved it quite well. It’s a bit old, but it doesn’t require a ticket!

If you buy it, your family will be the only one in the yard with a sewing machine. Then you can let Auntie learn the skills and help others mend clothes and make new clothes to help subsidize the family..."

It’s not that he has to sell Yanbugui expensively, but Wang Weiguo just wants to save trouble.

If all else fails, you can only go to a trust store.

"Weiguo, seventy is really too old. It's not easy for the third uncle to have so many mouths to feed at home."

"How can we get so much money at this moment?"

"We are neighbors living next door to each other. Uncle San just gave you two dollars and fifty cents!"

"Can you give Uncle San a discount?"

"..."

Yan Bugui was very tempted by Wang Weiguo's proposal, but he was reluctant to spend so much money, so he could only play the emotional card.

Yan Bugui had said that, so Wang Weiguo couldn't stand still, so he said, "Okay, I'm not an unkind person, I'll give you a 99% discount."

"10% off..., only 70 cents cheaper!"

He was quite happy at first, but when he calculated Yan Bugui's money, his face drooped again.

"Just tell me if you want it or not! If you miss this opportunity, you will miss it forever."

Wang Weiguo didn't have to sell it to Yan Bugui, he just issued an ultimatum.

"to make!"

Yan Bugui gritted his teeth and made the deal.

Although I feel sad, it is not a loss to buy this sewing machine.

As Wang Weiguo said, the Jia family has maintained this sewing machine quite well, and Yan Bugui was attracted by this point.

After all, this sewing machine is the most valuable item in the Jia family, and it is usually used by Qin Huairu. How can she not take good care of it?
Another thing is that you don’t need a ticket.

The key is that you can buy some clothes and mend them for people around you, or take on some work making new clothes for others to supplement your family.

This is a money-making tool!

This is what Qin Huairu did before, and Yan Bugui was jealous for a long time, but their family didn't have a sewing machine.

Now that he has this opportunity, he naturally doesn't want to miss it.

The happiest people were the three aunts.

After all, this sewing machine was bought for her.

As Yan Bugui paid the remaining 19.30 yuan, Wang Weiguo let them take the sewing machine away.

Many people saw this scene, and some curious people ran to the door and shouted:
"Jia Dongxu, Wang Weiguo sold your sewing machine to Uncle San for 70 yuan!"

(End of this chapter)