"Hehe, why should I spare you now?”
"Back then, you treated me so badly that my mother almost vomited blood.”
"Get lost! Without 100 yuan, even if the heavens came today, they would not let this matter rest.”
The corner of Li Jianjun's mouth curled up into a cold smile.
He raised his head and kicked Qin Huairu to the ground.
Qin Huairu was dumbfounded.
His heart felt like it was being cut by a knife, and he was so regretful that his heart was bleeding.
In a daze, he felt that his entire person was not well.
"Stop!"
"Li Jianjun, what do you want to do?"
"You're a man. How can you treat a woman like this? Are you still human?”
He Yuzhu walked over and stood in front of Qin Huairu, staring at Li Jianjun with indignation.
"Li Jianjun, what do you want? You're simply using your position to take revenge."
Yi Zhonghai also walked over and questioned Li Jianjun angrily.
As for Jia Dongxu, he was squatting on the ground, grimacing in pain. He couldn't care less about Qin Huairu.
Qin Huairu turned around and glanced at Jia Dongxu, her eyes filled with endless disappointment.
Even He Yuzhu knew to step out and protect him at the first moment.
However, the man on the ground, her husband, not only asked her to ask Li Jianjun for a bowl of meat, but also forced her to apologize to Li Jianjun and beg for mercy.
Now that she had been humiliated in front of Li Jianjun, not only did he not feel sorry for her, but he even ignored her.
The tears of regret swallowed in one's stomach could fill the rivers of the Three Mountains and Five Peaks.
"Silly Zhu, do you want to see if it hurts to hit someone with your fist?”
Li Jianjun waved his fist, provoking He Yuzhu and Yi Zhonghai.
"Can't you be reasonable?"
"Who's like you, a boor who only knows how to fight and kill.”
"Sister Qin, I still have 20 yuan. I'll lend it to your family first.”
He Yuzhu lowered his head and retreated, not daring to confront Li Jianjun.
He took out twenty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Qin Huairu. The smile on his face was very flattering, like a pug meeting its master.
"Jia Dongxu, get up."
"Hurry up and get the money."
Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai gritted his teeth and turned around to pull Jia Dongxu up.
Jia Dongxu was trained by him, and he was still counting on him and the stick to support him in his old age. Naturally, he didn't want to cause trouble in the factory and be punished or fired later.
"Master, I don't have that much money.”
"I don't have money."
Jia Dongxu's face was covered in oil, and holes could be seen everywhere on his body. He looked like a beggar, no longer as high-spirited as he had been during the celebration in the afternoon.
"How much money do you have left?”
Yi Zhonghai's face was ashen, and his ferocious expression looked as if he wanted to eat someone up.
"About thirty yuan."
Jia Dongxu trembled and took out more than 30 yuan.
"Dongxu, what are you doing?"
"Are you stupid? You said you would give him 100 yuan, but you really gave him 100 yuan. Can't you grow some brains?”
Jia Zhangshi snatched Ge Dongxu's money and cursed angrily.
"Tsk tsk, how shameless. You actually have a reason for damaging other people's things?”
"That's right. I think we have to compensate for this hundred yuan.”
"Jia Dongxu is really not a man. He let his wife suffer so much.”
The surrounding aunties and uncles whispered into the ears of Jia Zhangshi's family, making them feel so ashamed that they wished they could crawl into the cracks in the ground.
"Sister-in-law, it wasn't easy for Dongxu to be promoted to a second-grade fitter. If he's punished, it'll be much more serious than this 100 yuan.”
Yi Zhonghai revealed a displeased expression and swept a disgusted glance at Jia Zhangshi.
"Old Yi, you're an old man, an old man in the yard, and a level-eight fitter in the factory. Please help us think of a way.”
"You're Dongxu's master, you can't just watch him get bullied.”
Jia Zhang-shi was like a drowning person grabbing onto a straw. She hurriedly grabbed onto an old man and begged.
"Dongxu, I can lend you 50 yuan.”
"This way, you have more than eighty yuan. You can think of a way to get the rest.”
Seeing the pitiful Jia Zhangshi, Yi Zhonghai turned his head to look at Jia Dongxu. After looking at him for a long time, he let out a long sigh.
"Old Yi!"
A middle-aged woman saw Yi Zhonghai lend Jia Dongxu half a month's salary and was very unhappy.
"Dongxu's family is in dire straits. Everyone, help if you can. There's still a dozen yuan left.”
"Second Master, Third Master, lend some money to Dongxu as well.”
Yi Zhonghai was very unhappy that Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong were speaking up for Li Jianjun, so he wanted to make him bleed a little.
"I don't have money. My whole family needs money. My salary as a teacher isn't high, unlike yours, which is more than 90 yuan a month.”
Yan Bugui shook his head frantically, claiming that he had no money.
"Ahem, my sons 'wives haven't even saved enough money yet. How can they have the spare money to lend to others?”
Liu Haizhong also found an excuse not to borrow money.
"Jianjun, look at this 80 yuan. We're neighbors, so there's no need to be so ruthless.”
Yi Zhonghai's expression was very ugly. He felt that his status had dropped and that he was threatened.
Yan Bugui and Liu Hai were already disobedient.
"I don't believe that old woman has no money on her.”
"Take out her pension to make up for it. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless.”
Li Jianjun crossed his arms and sneered as he stared at Jia Zhangshi.
"I don't have money. How can I take out my pension?”
Jia Zhang-shi was shocked and sat on the ground again.
"Sister-in-law, things have already come to this. If you didn't say that you wanted a hundred yuan…For the sake of your Dongxu and my disciple, you shouldn't hide anything.”
Yi Zhonghai was itching for revenge. He even hated Jia Zhang-shi.
"Grandma, hurry up and pay Jianjun your pension.”
"Dongxu is the pillar of our family. Nothing can happen to him.”
Qin Huairu also hurriedly walked over and forcefully helped Jia Zhangshi up. She tried her best to persuade her.
"Pa!"
"You jinx!"
"Death star!"
"It's all your fault!"
Jia Zhangshi was flustered and exasperated. She raised her hand and slapped Qin Huairu again.
She felt wronged.
Another slap came over for no reason.
Qin Huairu was dumbfounded.
Tears streamed down her face as she slowly squatted on the ground and cried silently.
He Yuzhu hurriedly rushed over and asked about Qin Huiru's well-being.
"Eat you to death!"
"Here, it's still twenty yuan.”
"Eastdawn, let's go."
Jia Zhangshi took out a pile of loose notes from her pocket and glared fiercely at Li Jianjun with a look of wanting to tear him into pieces. Then she pulled the stick and left.
"What are you looking at? What's there to see!"
"Master, I'll go back first! Thank you for your help, Master!"
At this moment, Jia Dongxu seemed to have forgotten the pain. He was like a malicious ghost, feeling aggrieved in his heart, and his facial features were twisted.
Qin Huairu followed him back with a resentful expression.
"Take care."
"Jia Dongxu, you're really not a man, letting your own woman beg.”
Li Jianjun counted the 100 yuan in his hand and said a very vicious sentence to Jia Dongxu with a smug look.
Back then, he had snatched her away so arrogantly. Today, he was filled with regret.
"That's right. He's really not a man. First Uncle has supported him for so many years, but he's still a first-class fitter.”
"Yes, he's a second-grade fitter now, but he's also a good-for-nothing. He even asked his wife to beg.”
At this moment, the other people in the courtyard who had come to watch the show also began to discuss in low voices.
Jia Dongxu staggered and almost vomited blood. He quickened his pace and returned to the middle court.
"Disperse!"
Yi Zhonghai, Yan Bugui, and the others looked at the money in Li Jianjun's hand with envy and jealousy. They wanted to rush over and snatch it.
In the blink of an eye, all the onlookers dispersed.
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