Siheyuan: The night demon comes, don't sleep too dead at night

The deaf old lady asked again.

"What else?"

Silly Zhu was dumbfounded.

"Your first uncle has no children. When they are old, are you willing to give them old age?"

The deaf old lady asked seriously.

"I, I am willing."

Silly Zhu reacted and nodded quickly.

"1000 yuan is too much, and I'm worried that my wife will object."

Yi Zhonghai was 'hesitating', looking very embarrassed.

Just say a few words, and let him take out 1000 yuan.

Yi Zhonghai is not a fool.

What's more, when Shazhu answered just now, he was obviously taken aback.

Yi Zhonghai was even more dissatisfied.

"Silly Zhu, you give your house to Uncle Yi."

"In the future, you will give Uncle Yi 10 yuan to repay the debt every month. When the repayment is over, when will the house be returned to you."

The deaf old lady said again.

"How can this be done? This house was left to me by my father."

"There's still a share of rainwater. When she gets married, it will be mine."

Sha Zhu was not happy.

"You silly pillar, you have given your uncle a pension, won't this house still be yours in the future?"

The deaf old lady stretched out her hand and knocked Sha Zhu hard on the head.

"Ah, what happened."

"That's fine, I agree to this."

Silly column happy.

It feels like doing this, isn't it the left hand and the right hand?

"Zhong Hai, what do you say?"

asked the deaf old lady.

"Hey, I also watched Shazhu grow up, and I can't bear to watch him go to jail."

"However, the amount of compensation has to be discussed."

Yi Zhonghai sighed.

He has money in his hand, and it is a very rich kind.

1000 yuan in exchange for an insurance for my future retirement.

Let the silly column give up on himself.

Yi Zhonghai thought he could do it.

"Okay then, let's go."

The deaf old lady's heart finally fell to the ground.

"How is it, Master One, did the discussion come to fruition?"

Xu Damao asked with a straight face.

"Xu Damao, what are you yelling about? Isn't it just to pay you some bad money?"

"Speak politely with Grandpa One."

Silly Zhu gained confidence, and he stopped speaking politely.

"Silly Zhu, you stupid bastard, shut up."

"It annoys me, I don't want the money, and I will let you go to jail."

Xu Damao stared.

Sha Zhu curled his lips, but didn't say anything more.

"Xu Damao, we just discussed this matter together."

"Sha Zhu gave me his house, and I gave him 600 yuan."

"Let him pay you the 600 yuan, what do you think?"

Yi Zhonghai thought about it and said.

"No, what can I do with only 600 yuan, my basket is useless."

Xu Damao refused without thinking.

"That idiot really can't come up with any money."

"He even gave me the house. If you kill him, you won't be able to pay for it, right?"

Yi Zhonghai is eager to persuade.

"If you can't get the money, you'll go to jail. It's business."

Xu Damao didn't budge at all.

The asking price was 1000 yuan, and a knife was cut directly from the waist.

No one can accept it.

"Hey, I also watched Sha Zhu grow up."

"Something happened to him. As an elder, I should help him."

"How about this, I'll pay 200 yuan more for his house, and I'll add another 200 yuan to you. Is this the head office?"

Yi Zhonghai started to set up a memorial archway for himself again.

In order to hold Shazhu, he made a great sacrifice.

Do it for other people in the compound to see.

"800 is not enough, I want 1000."

Xu Damao refused to let go.

My heart was a little moved.

His own salary is 32.5 a month, and it is not bad to save ten or eight yuan.

800 yuan is enough to cover his 100-month savings.

It's a lie to say no.

"Then I didn't recruit, and my money didn't come from the wind."

"The house in Shazhu's house is worth 600 yuan. I paid 200 more. What do you want me to do?"

"I'm an old bone, I can't dig up the meat for you, you say so."

Yi Zhonghai began to sell miserably.

"Xu Damao, accept it as soon as you see it."

"800 yuan, a lot."

"It really makes people anxious, be careful to fetch water from the bamboo basket in vain."

The deaf old lady gave a cold admonition.

"Uncle Yi can give Shazhu 800 yuan, he is really open-minded."

"That's right, even my own father can't do this."

"Xu Damao, it's almost done. People really can't get it out, and you can't force people to death, right?"

"800 yuan is enough, and the ability is only 390. What can I do?"

Everyone discussed.

They all praised Yi Zhonghai for his integrity and morality.

"That's fine, 800 is 800, but I want the money now."

Xu Damao weighed in his mind for a while.

Finally nod heavily.

"Okay, I'll give it to you now."

"But you have to sign a note. In the future, you can't talk about the basket, let alone go to the police."

"After collecting the money, you and Shazhu will be settled."

Yi Zhonghai said steadily.

"The appointed one, with so many people watching, I can still play tricks."

Xu Damao couldn't wait any longer.

There was a trace of disdain in Zhang Bingye's eyes.

This is Xu Damao.

I couldn't hold back when I saw a little profit.

He has finished explaining to Xu Damao, killing 1000 yuan, not a penny less.

In this way, Xu Damao was able to wipe 200 yuan.

Simply a pig.

Yi Zhonghai asked Yan Fugui to help him write two notes.

It clearly states that Xu Damao will charge 800 yuan, and what happens to the basket in the future has nothing to do with Shazhu.

There is no longer any dispute between the two parties.

One copy stated that Shazhu transferred his house to Yan Fugui for 800 yuan, and he would repay 10 yuan every month thereafter.

When the money is paid off, Shazhu will take the house back.

Yi Zhonghai made it clear, and went home to withdraw the money.

Yan Fugui and Yi Zhonghai acted separately.

Soon both of them will be back.

Yan Fugui held the red seal, paper and pen in his hand.

Yi Zhonghai held a handful of money in his hand.

All new unity.

For 800 yuan, there are 80 tickets.

A wad of money almost as thick as a finger attracted everyone's attention.

Jia Zhang's eyes were about to pop out.

I can't wait to stretch out my hands from my eyes and grab all the money into my pocket.

Stick stems eyes are bright, staring at the money.

My palms are sweating.

Constantly wipe on clothes.

"Master One, hehehe."

Xu Damaole's mouth almost reached his ears.

In the countryside, Xu Damao bought some meat for those little widows, and gave them two or three yuan.