The closer we get, the clearer Xiaoman's voice becomes.

"Brother tietou, it's me. I'm Xiaoman."

"Please don't touch my father. Please, I'll try to raise money to send it to you."

"30000? Didn't you say last time... I only have more than 2000 yuan in my hand. Do you think I can..."

Obviously, Xiaoman's father was not the only one at the end of the mobile phone. When Zhao Sanjin walked to the grass altar, the person who answered the phone had changed to a guy named "iron head".

Zhao Sanjin didn't hurry to get together and interrupt the dialogue between Xiaoman and tietou, but stood quietly behind Xiaoman and listened. After a few words, he heard a general idea.

The feeling is that Xiaoman's father owes the guy named tietou money and can't pay it back for a while, so the guy named tietou controls Xiaoman's father and forces Xiaoman to pay his father's debt.

Thirty thousand yuan may not be much for ordinary people, but Xiaoman is not yet twenty years old. She has just graduated from high school. It seems very heavy to put such a heavy burden on a soft and weak girl like her.

"Brother tietou, this..."

Suddenly, Xiaoman's voice suddenly stopped, and his right hand holding the mobile phone fell down, as if the iron head of the head was impatient and hung up the phone.

Zhao Sanjing has seen many people who have been forced to a desperate situation by life before. Fortunately, what Xiaoman needs is only 30000 yuan.

Take a deep breath. Zhao Sankin sighed. He stood quietly watching Xiaoman cry for two or three minutes. His mood recovered a little. Then he leaned over, squatted beside her, reached out and handed the 50000 yuan to her. He smiled and said, "I promise to pay the debt I owe. Here, the money is yours now."

"Ah --"

Xiaoman just buried his head in tears. Where did he know that Zhao Sanjin was like a ghost and had unconsciously "floated" over? Suddenly hearing Zhao Sanjin's voice, she was startled, suddenly raised her head, blurted out a scream of surprise, and her body stiffened.

"Why, do you still want to run?" Zhao Sankin tilted his mouth and complained: "I didn't run away, but you, the collector, ran away quietly. Isn't that authentic?"

"I..."

When I looked up, I saw the thick stack of hundred yuan bills in Zhao Sanjin's hand. Xiaoman was surprised. Tears twinkled in his eyes. He was stunned there. He looked at Zhao Sanjin with an incredible face and opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

"Don't want?" Zhao Sanjin shook the money in front of Xiaoman.

After a while, Xiaoman recovered from his shock.

"Big brother, you... You are..." Xiaoman can't believe her eyes and ears. She's gone, and someone like Zhao Sanjin chased her to give money?

If you are polite to others, you must have a plan!

If Zhao Sanjin just came to give money, he didn't have any bad ideas about Xiaoman. Believe it or not, Xiaoman would never believe it anyway.

If you pay, you will gain. Xiaoman just told Zhao Sanjin about Bai Wushuang's time to go to dizi bar. In Xiaoman's opinion, it seems difficult to form a causal relationship between a sentence and 50000 yuan.

Because I said a word to you, you gave me 50000 yuan? Xiaoman has never seen or heard of such a good thing, and he doesn't even dare to think about it.

"Take the money, now it belongs to you." seeing Xiaoman's eyes fall on the money again, there is an irrecoverable thirst - hope color in his eyes. He wants to reach out to pick it up, but he doesn't dare to reach out. Zhao Sanjin smiled faintly and took the initiative to put the money into Xiaoman's hand.

Fifty thousand yuan, a thick stack, is heavy in my hand.

"Brother, I, I can't..."

"As I said, I'm not interested in a little girl like you, so you're safe."

"But I..."

"You deserve it."

“……”

Xiaoman was speechless. She thought that Zhao Sanjin would put forward conditions to her after taking the money, so she instinctively wanted to refuse, but Zhao Sanjin didn't give her a chance to refuse or even a reason to refuse.

"Isn't... This eldest brother is really a good man and doesn't intend to do that with me?" Xiaoman was moved and couldn't help but secretly feign.

Zhao Sanjin stood up with a smile and said, "your father owes others 30000? Then take out 30000 to pay off the debt. The remaining 20000 should be enough for your family for several months, or do some small business to support your family. Listen to my advice, the bar is not the place you should go. Don't go to that place to work in the future."

After a few words, Zhao turned and left.

Is it really for nothing?

Looking up at Zhao Sanjin's natural and unrestrained back, for a moment, Xiaoman burst into tears. He suddenly felt that the man's back had become extremely tall in front of him, and an unspeakable warm current filled his heart. Then he stood up and shouted, "brother, wait a minute!"

"What's the matter?" Zhao Sanjin was stunned.

Xiaoman strode to catch up, handed the money back to Zhao Sanjin, shook his head and said, "I'm poor and short of money, but I can't... I can't take my brother's money for nothing..."

Hearing this, Zhao Sanjin was stunned again.

I don't see. Xiaoman is not old, but he has backbone.

"You're wrong." Zhao Sanjin said with a smile, "we agreed before that the money is your deposit. I called Feige. You can't go back to dizi bar. It should be your compensation."

"But this... This is too much."

Fifty thousand yuan is equivalent to Xiaoman's salary in dizi bar for nearly two years. Can he get it in a word? Xiaoman knows that Zhao Sanjin must have heard her talk with tietou just now, so he wants to help her.

Zhao Sanjin shook his head and said, "fifty thousand yuan can save a failed girl and a family in danger. In this regard, it's not much."

“……”

Xiaoman opened his mouth and was speechless, but the tears hidden in his eyes flowed out like a flood that suddenly burst the dike.

Due to family reasons, Xiaoman has suffered a lot, suffered a lot of crimes, and suffered a lot of bullying and white eyes, so that she was used to the cold and warm world at a young age and dared not believe the so-called goodness.

Zhao Sanjin's words obviously hit her heart and moved her very much.

Zhao Sanjin was cruel to the enemy, but soft to his friends. He couldn't see a woman cry, so he quickly reached out to wipe the tears off Xiaoman's cheeks, smiled and joked: "if you cry again, I think it's necessary for me to take something from you."

With that, Zhao Sankin looked down at the two big bowls that were buckled in front of Xiaoman's chest.

It works.

Although Xiaoman knew that Zhao Sanjin was deliberately scaring her, her pretty face turned red and her tears stopped immediately.

After taking a deep breath and recovering a little, Xiaoman divided the 50000 yuan in his hand into two parts, 20000 yuan for one and 30000 yuan for the other. Then he stuffed the 20000 yuan into Zhao Sanjin's hand and said firmly: "I know, eldest brother is a good man, but the good man's money is also hard-earned. I can't ask for it in vain. 30000 yuan is enough. If eldest brother is willing, I'll lend you the 30000 yuan. Leave me the phone and give it back to you when I earn money in the future..."

Hearing this, especially seeing the firm color on Xiaoman's slightly tender and beautiful cheeks with wet tears from a close distance, Zhao Sanjin couldn't help but be moved.

In this materialistic and money oriented society, there are few girls like Xiaoman who can still stick to his heart, keep the bottom line in his heart and show gratitude.

"Since you want to borrow it, just borrow 50000 at a time." Zhao Sanjin thought about it, stuffed the money back into Xiaoman, and said with a smile: "after paying off your father's debt, you still have to live. I don't want you to be forced to work in a place like a bar."

"Big brother, I can't have it. My father..."

Xiaoman stepped back and was about to push off, and at this time, her cell phone rang again.

Both were stunned.

Xiaoman took out his cell phone and looked. The phone was still called by her father. It is estimated that the iron head over there is in a hurry for money.

"Brother, I'll answer the phone." Xiaoman pushed away the 20000 yuan in Zhao Sanjin's hand and didn't answer it. Then he turned his back to Zhao Sanjin. He didn't seem to want Zhao Sanjin to hear her talk with her father. He walked forward a few steps before he put his mobile phone in his ear and answered: "Hey, Dad, don't worry. I've raised money, so I'll send it to you..."

"What?" Xiaoman's words were interrupted by her father just halfway through. Then, Xiaoman's voice suddenly increased and exclaimed, "how can it become 40000 again after such a while?"

Hearing the speech, Zhao Sanjin was also stunned and pricked up his ears.

Although Xiaoman deliberately opened a distance of five or six meters from Zhao Sanjin and didn't want Zhao Sanjin to hear her talk with her father, there was no way. It was only Zhao Sanjin's excellent hearing. With a slight movement in his ear, he vaguely heard her father's voice on the other end of the mobile phone: "Why else? Your father's luck is too fucking bad today. He lost another 10000 when he farted a little more. You hurry to bring the money. When you borrowed money from tietou just now, my father pressed one hand. If you don't come again, my father's right hand won't be able to take it back tonight..."

"Dad, you... How can you do this!" Xiaoman was stunned by her father's words, and his voice suddenly became a little choked.

Zhao Sanjin was also surprised by Xiaoman's father's words.

Shocked, full of anger!