Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 93 Repayment

"Did you really steal this diamond?"

"Did someone ask you to sell it?"

"If there's something wrong with your diamond, I'll be killed by you when I'm almost seventy, teacher! You can't lie to an old man like me."

It took less than half a minute to transfer the 50,000 yuan, but the old man Ma asked repeatedly for another hour, and finally he was very nervous and reached a deal with Zhou Qingfeng. However, old man Ma didn't dare to keep the goods in his hands overnight, so he quickly called his friends to contact him.

And Zhou Qingfeng looked at the transfer notification sent from his mobile phone, and his heart was already overjoyed.

50,000 yuan, this is 50,000 yuan! He did odd jobs all over the world for so many years, and he didn't earn enough 50,000 yuan. He was getting into the taxi again, and he had already figured out how to spend the fifty thousand yuan on the way - he had to pay back the money first!

Yes, pay back the money! Zhou Qingfeng has lived extremely hard these years. After his adoptive parents divorced, he disappeared without a trace, leaving him several debts. This money should not be repaid by him, but the creditor can only find him!

Instead of taking Zhou Qingfeng home, the taxi took him to an old residential building in the city's old town. Zhou Qingfeng found a house and knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered. For a long time, the neighbor came out and said, "Aunt Zhang hasn't come back yet."

The old residential building is a few years old. The flowers and trees in front of the building look desolate. The people living here are all old workers and families. Many people are old and have no income. ——It’s just that these days, I’m also looking for young people for odd jobs. Who wants old men and women in their 50s and 60s?

Zhou Qingfeng stood downstairs and waited. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and the creditor he was waiting for had not yet appeared. Others' houses were brightly lit, but Aunt Zhang's house was pitch-dark. It was well over ten o'clock when he saw an elderly man come back on a broken bicycle.

"Aunt Zhang, Aunt Zhang!" Zhou Qingfeng shouted twice and ran over happily. This Aunt Zhang used to be a colleague of his adoptive mother, and borrowed more than 8,000 yuan to do business for his adoptive mother. As a result... I don't need to mention the result. In a word, the two families who were very familiar with each other stopped contacting each other.

Seeing a young man rushing over, the gray-haired Aunt Zhang was taken aback, and after seeing Zhou Qingfeng's face, her face darkened again, and she said unpleasantly, "You kid came here to do it. Well?"

Aunt Zhang didn't even want to pay attention to Zhou Qingfeng, she pushed her bicycle up the stairs. She lives on the sixth floor. There is no elevator in this dilapidated building. It is very difficult to move the bicycle up. But if you put the car downstairs, maybe the two wheels will not be seen the next day.

"I'm here to help you fight." Zhou Qingfeng hurriedly stepped forward and gave the bike a look.

Aunt Zhang said anxiously from behind: "Ah, alas..., you put it down, you put it down!"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not heavy." Zhou Qingfeng took a few steps and carried the bicycle to the sixth floor. When the relationship between the two families was good, Aunt Zhang gave him some snacks. He still remembers the other party as a very optimistic and joking person.

When Aunt Zhang caught up to the sixth floor, she was already out of breath. She pointed at Zhou Qingfeng and shouted: "Boy, don't be courteous to me, I'm going to tell you the ugly, I can't lend you any money. Your family still owes it. I have more than 8,000 yuan."

"Auntie, you're wrong. I'm here to repay the money." Zhou Qingfeng said this, his face was smiling but his heart was sour. It's not easy for everyone these days. Life in Tianyang City is getting harder and harder every day. More than 8,000 yuan is equivalent to life-saving money for an old man who has no job and no pension.

But the other party came to the door several times to pay back the money. Zhou Qingfeng could only shake his head and say that he had no money. The other party only thought that the money would not come back, and they would never come to the door again.

Now hearing that Zhou Qingfeng actually said that he was here to pay back the money, Aunt Zhang was stunned on the spot, "Are you here to pay back the money?"

"Yes."

"How much?"

"I remember I owe you eighty-four hundred dollars,

I'll round it up for you, 10,000! "

Can you round up to 10,000? Aunt Zhang thought that she had heard it wrong. When she heard Zhou Qingfeng said that he was going to pay back the money, she was already in disbelief. She felt that it would be good if Zhou Qingfeng could pay back one or two thousand, but she even rounded it up and added it up.

"Really give me 10,000?" Aunt Zhang couldn't believe it! Her family now spends money everywhere, her grandson needs money for studying, and her family needs money for water, electricity, and gas. Even she herself is suffering from illness, and she needs money. If you have 10,000 yuan, how many things can you solve?

"Yes. What's your card number? I'll transfer money to you right away, and you'll receive the deposit text message on your mobile phone immediately." Zhou Qingfeng took out his mobile phone, "Mobile phone transfer is very fast, it only takes minutes."

"Enter the house, let's talk about it after entering the house." Aunt Zhang listened to the real 10,000 yuan, and her tears were left behind. She opened the door and led Zhou Qingfeng in.

The house is an old two-bedroom with mottled walls and outdated furniture. Thirty years ago, this house was a decent living room, but now there is nothing of value in the small living room, and there are a few dishes of leftovers on the dining table, all of which have turned rancid.

"Look, I don't have anything to entertain you at home." Aunt Zhang let Zhou Qingfeng on the broken sofa at home and rubbed her hands crampedly.

"Auntie, I'd better give you the money first, and make you feel at ease." Zhou Qingfeng could see that the other party was actually very impatient, but it was difficult to talk about it because of his face.

"Okay, okay." Aunt Zhang didn't care about overseas Chinese, and reported her card number. The bank's remittance text message was sent to her mobile phone in ten seconds. After repeatedly confirming that the number '1' followed by four zeros, the old lady suddenly burst into tears.

"Thank you, son! You really helped me a lot." Aunt Zhang burst into tears, "I've been standing outside the talent market for a day today, and I can't even find a part-time job.

I was treated coldly for a day. Others didn't even look for me for a 50 yuan job because they thought I was too old. I can't even be a bus now, and I'm exhausted from riding a bike. "When Aunt Zhang cried, she couldn't stop pouring out the bitter water.

"Auntie, don't be sad! Don't you have 10,000 yuan now?" Zhou Qingfeng tried his best to comfort him, but he even started to cry himself. The neighbors next door rushed over to see what was going on. Hearing that Zhou Qingfeng was paying back the money, he actually started crying.

Zhou Qingfeng cried a lot, but when he came out of Aunt Zhang's house, his mood was much better. He went to several houses overnight to pay back the money. Every house was very surprised by his presence, and they thanked him continuously after getting the money.

Before Zhou Qingfeng's 50,000 yuan was in his hands for a few hours, he spent all of it in his repayment. He didn't regret it at all, instead he was very happy. There is the joy of being debt-free. In his opinion, it is good for everyone to be open and honest, and to clear up the debts when you have money.

It was twelve o'clock at night when he got home, and Zhou Qingfeng was going to wash up and sleep, but he just came back not long when someone knocked on the door, and the sound was very soft.

The door opened, and outside stood a young woman of twenty-seven or eight, dressed in ordinary work clothes, looking very rustic, her cheeks were a little thin, and she even had a dish.

"Xiao Zhou, I'm so sorry to disturb you so late. However, I just heard that you are paying your parents' debts in the past. I just wanted to ask, can you..., can you..." The young woman said low He shook his head, unable to say a few words clearly.

And a very impatient voice came from the darkness behind the young woman, "Daughter-in-law, speak quickly and ask him if he can return our five hundred dollars?"

Zhou Qingfeng's eyes swept into the darkness, and he saw a vulgar man hiding behind him. Seeing Zhou Qingfeng's eyes focused on him, the man subconsciously hid in the darkness.

Zhou Qingfeng looked down at the woman in front of him again, and said indifferently, "No."

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