Chapter 999: oath

   Chapter 999 Oath

Li Zheng thought about it and felt that what he said was right, writing an IOU is indeed too outrageous, it seems that he is an elder who has no measure, and turned to look at his wife: "Forget it, their business is really good, and there are so many people here. As witnesses, they can't keep up."

  Miss Mi ignored her husband's words, looked straight at Mrs Yang, and said, "You said you can pay back the money soon, how long did it take? Three months? Half a year? One year?"

   Yang sternly said: "Aunt Tang, how many pounds and how much we weigh? Thank goodness for earning twenty taels of silver a year. How could it be so fast? I'm afraid it will take three or four years."

  Mi said: "Since it takes so long, the IOU must be written."

Mrs. Yang glanced at Zhuang Qinglu, who looked at Li Zheng pleadingly: "Uncle Tang, let it go, the loan really affects the relationship between the two families, I promise you that it will be returned within three years. How are you?"

  Li Zheng said solemnly, "Can you really repay the money within three years?"

   "Really, I promise, or I'll die."

  Lizheng was about to nod his head when Murong Lingran, who had been watching silently beside him, suddenly walked to Lizheng's side and said slowly, "Grandpa Lizheng, don't you think today's events are a little familiar?"

"familiar?"

   "Yeah, think back carefully, has this happened before?"

Before Li Zheng could speak, a villager immediately said, "Yes, it has happened before, isn't it what happened last year in Xiaodong's family? They are all forcing relatives to take money, and even the reasons for asking for money are very similar. , but the amount is wrong, no outsiders are helping to ask for money, the situation is not that serious, don’t want their legs, don’t send people to brothels.”

   Li Zheng and Mi Shi looked at each other, and at the same time their eyes widened in amazement.

  The rest of the villagers who watched the lively recalled the big play at the door of Murong Zhe's house last year, and also watched Zhuang Qinglu and his wife meaningfully.

  Zhuang Qinglu and the Yang family seldom returned to the village. They didn’t know what Murong Qi had done in the past. Seeing everyone staring at them, they couldn’t help but get nervous.

  Li Zheng looked at Zhuang Qinglu suspiciously: "Your two sons have caused such a big disaster, why didn't they come to me, but you parents?"

   Yang said with an uneasy look: "It's not because they are young and thin-skinned, so shameless."

   "Yes." Zhuang Qinglu also said: "That's it, they have been hiding at home since the accident, and they used to make a lot of trouble at the uncle's house, and they really don't have the face."

  Li Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said solemnly, "Qing Lu, do you dare to swear by your son's life and lifelong happiness, to guarantee that what you two husband and wife said just now is not a lie?"

  Zhuang Qinglu frowned and said, "Uncle Tang, what do you mean? You don't believe me?"

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's that my money didn't come from the strong wind, it was earned by our family, and it's not a few coins, it's dozens of taels. If it goes to waste, I'll die of heartache. ."

Zhuang Qinglu said: "Uncle Tang, don't pretend to be poor. With so much money in your family, how could you still care about this little money. I heard that since Qinghe built a house for Murong's family, the business has been very good. Since the people from Baiyun Village came, the business has not stopped. Your family makes money so easily, how can you care about this little money?"

   (end of this chapter)