Chapter 1272

But he didn't dare. It was his eldest brother Wang Dagou who borrowed the money. That bastard borrowed loan sharks behind his back to engage in pyramid schemes. He suffered a huge loss. He went to the hospital for treatment because of his illness, and went to make drugs. Now that he is in the trap, he doesn't know if he will ever get out. All the trouble he caused was put on his eldest brother. Not only did he have to help him pay off his debts, but he also had to help him raise his children.

Wang Xiaoming felt that he must have killed Wang Dagou's whole family in his previous life, so he would do everything for him in this life.

This man surnamed Huang is also an errand boy, but he is an extremely cruel guy. He once caught Wang Bing and said that his father's debt must be paid by his son. If he is not willing to repay the money, he will use Wang Bing's two hands to do it. Also, cut off his palm and let the matter be settled. Wang Xiaoming knew that these guys could do what they said. He once saw with his own eyes that Wang Guili, a gambler in the village, had one of his fingers chopped off because he failed to repay a loan shark of 10,000 yuan in time. Even so, Wang Guili still gave the principal to It's still paid, and the fingers are just interest.

This is a group of black men, and no one can touch them. Anyone who can afford loan sharks and has no power or money relationship cannot be shaken by ants like Wang Xiaoming, so they can only bear this debt for life. , working hard for these locusts every month.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the disgusting face of the man named Huang and really wanted to beat him. He continued to smile and said calmly: "Brother Huang, you can calculate the interest on that one thousand yuan. Next month I will I’ll definitely give it back to you.”

The man surnamed Huang puffed out the cigarette in his mouth and said: "You are so cool! Three-cent interest. How much interest can you get for a thousand yuan? If you don't have money, find a way to get it! You can't get it today." For the money, I will take your nephew to mortgage it for a few days."

Wang Xiaoming's face suddenly turned ugly: "Brother Huang, don't be kidding me. It's not like I won't pay you back. Everyone has a problem with this. Can't we be accommodating?"

The man surnamed Huang snorted coldly: "How many times did you come to pay back the money on time? How many days did it take? You just need to be taught a damn lesson! I also work for others, and everyone is like you. We still have to pay the money." Do you want to eat?"

Wang Xiaoming smiled bitterly: "I know that Brother Huang also has the same difficulties as Brother Huang. Can you give me a few more days of grace? I will definitely pay back the one thousand yuan in three days."

The man surnamed Huang said: "No, just today. If you don't pay me today, I will take your nephew away."

At this time, Wang Bing came back from outside jumping, humming a song. A smile flashed in the eyes of the man surnamed Huang. Wang Xiaoming quickly wanted to go over and protect Wang Bing, but was pulled back by the man surnamed Huang and an accomplice. Wang Xiaoming shouted anxiously: "Ah Bing, let's go, go quickly! Don't come back." Immediately afterwards, he was punched in the stomach by Huang Xiaoming. Wang Xiaoming was so painful that he could not straighten his waist.

Another accomplice named Huang quickly ran up to catch Wang Bing. Wang Bing saw his uncle being beaten. Instead of running away, he ran over to help. While running, he cursed: "Bad guy, don't hit my uncle!" Just as he was about to be caught, Wang Bing found someone in front of him. Yang Ming, who Wang Xiaoming had picked up, came out of the bathhouse, stopped in front of Wang Bing, and picked him up. Wang Xiaoming's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he didn't know what he was going to do.

The guy who went to catch Wang Bing saw Yang Ming and was stunned for a moment: "Who are you? Give me the child." After saying that, he went to snatch the child away, but Yang Ming lifted him up and kicked him to the ground. neat.

Several people were stunned, and Wang Xiaoming was even more surprised. This man was actually a master in fighting. Who was he? Yang Ming hugged Wang Bing and walked towards Wang Xiaoming without looking at the guy lying on the ground, looked at him and said, "What are they doing?"

The man surnamed Huang saw someone helping Wang Xiaoming. This man was taller than any of them, and he had a wounded face. He didn't look like he was good at fighting, and he was also very good at fighting. He suddenly became a little angry and stammered: "You, don't come here, come here. I can’t spare him.”

Wang Xiaoming was afraid that things would get serious and he would have to pay for medical expenses if he injured someone, so he took the opportunity to say: "Brother Huang, you are here to collect debts, not to seek revenge. Why do you do this? Being friendly makes you rich. Let me go." The remaining money will be returned to you in three days."

The man surnamed Huang suddenly realized that this was not the case, and let go of Wang Xiaoming: "Okay, you must deliver it to me within three days!"

Wang Xiaoming sent the man named Huang away, rubbed his belly, and took Wang Bing from the man's hand: "Thank you." The man turned around and left without saying a word.

Wang Bing hugged Uncle's neck tightly and buried it in his neck without saying a word. There were tears on his eyelashes and his little body was trembling.

Wang Xiaoming patted the child's back and felt very guilty. Letting the child experience such a thing might leave a lifelong shadow: "Don't be afraid. Abo is fine. A Bing is not afraid."

Wang Bing snorted and sniffed hard to prevent himself from crying. In the end, he couldn't stop sobbing. Wang Xiaoming patted his back: "Good boy, don't cry. Abo and A Bing are fine. A Bing is the best today." Be brave and come to help Uncle."

Wang Bing finally couldn't help it and cried loudly. Wang Xiaoming didn't hear what Wuliwutu said clearly, but just kept patting him and comforting him. He finally calmed him down and said, "Good boy, I know A Bing can protect A Bing. I have to wait until A Bing grows up. Come on, A Bing will fry the saury for you. Eat more food quickly." Grow up soon." After being teased by Huang, he couldn't eat at home today, so he could only fry the fish and take it to the stall to eat.

Wang Xiaoming entered the kitchen and saw Yang Ming cooking with a spatula in his hands. His eyes almost popped out. This man was so familiar, but he was a little grateful that he was so familiar and saved money for him. A lot of time.

Wang Xiaoming walked over, wanting to do it by himself, but Yang Ming did a decent job. Wang Bing hugged his neck and refused to let go, so he watched from the side: "Can you cook?"

Yang Ming said: "Your pot is not good, I need an iron pot."

Hey, here’s the one who started the pot.

This pot was given when I bought the induction cooker. The pot is not big, just suitable for cooking for one or two people. Wang Xiaoming used it very smoothly and didn't feel bad about it.

Yang Ming added: "Do you have mustard and lemon juice?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "There is no such thing, there is only onion, ginger and garlic."

Yang Ming didn't say anything anymore. When he saw that the fish was almost fried, he took the fish out, then heated the pot and added oil. When the oil was boiling, put in shredded ginger, poured in light soy sauce, then poured it on the saury, boiled water again, and put it over the fire. Steam for three minutes, sprinkle with shredded green onions after taking it out of the pot, and it's done. It’s different from what Wang Xiaoming usually does. Wang Xiaoming usually just dry-fries it. There was a strange and strong fragrance in the room that made people drool.