The First Thousand and Forty-One Chapters Float Too Much

"What's wrong? Auntie won't pay back the money?" Tang Laifu asked.

"Well, I mentioned the money before I left, and your aunt and I cried poorly, hum, there are fifteen tables of wine set up today, and the gift money received must be enough to pay back the money. It's obvious that I want to renege on my debts and move things the day after tomorrow. "

Zhang Manyue said angrily, if she wanted to lie to her, there was no way!

She said again: "I saw the bride's dowry just now, and there are quite a lot of things. Your aunt's house also bought a lot of new furniture, which adds up to more than 200 yuan. Move all these things away the day after tomorrow. Three calls and ask him to come back, this bastard is very generous with money, let him ask for money!"

Tang Xiaonan secretly admired it, no wonder Grandma insisted on going to the new house after drinking, probably to investigate the enemy's situation.

She also agrees to let my uncle come back to ask for debts. Recently, my uncle has been drifting so much that he can't count the money. One hundred and two hundred are not considered money. It is now 80 years, and many people can't save a hundred yuan all year round. .

Uncle's state is also very normal, that is, he got rich overnight, his morals are not coordinated, and his mentality is unstable.

Although this kind of mentality is normal, it is also very dangerous. Tang Xiaonan had read some interviews with rich people in her previous life. It was in the 1980s and 1990s that it was so easy to make money, as if she became a multi-millionaire overnight.

I didn't see any real money, just a few numbers on the passbook, and then my mentality drifted away, and I was out of breath when I spoke, which was not controlled by subjective consciousness.

People with good self-control will quickly recover their sobriety, but some people can't get it back once they drift away. In the interviews she read, some former rich people met a group of cronies because they were too drifting, and then borrowed money. Without counting, I went to invest everywhere, and I didn't save a penny at the end, and I still owed a lot of debt.

The rich man's dream was also shattered.

Some people learn this lesson, start their own business for the second time, and become rich again, but some people can't stand the huge psychological gap, and they never recover, and finally disappear in the vastness of the crowd and become ordinary people.

Tang Laijin is now on the verge of danger, and there are already obvious signs. He borrows money generously, entertains guests boldly, speaks out of breath, and feels that making money is too easy, as if money will fall from the sky.

Fortunately, the third aunt who is sober in the world is pulling the rope, and grandpa and grandma are supervising, so the uncle will not be so drifting that he doesn't even know his last name.

After receiving the call, Tang Laijin was unwilling to come back, "I have a bunch of orders to deal with, so I can't go away, brother, you and mom can just go and ask for money. If I leave, I will lose more than two hundred yuan."

"Mom asked you to come back, you talk to mom!"

Tang Laifu gave the microphone to his old lady.

"Can you come back? You have too much money and you feel itchy, don't you want the loaned money? Get out of here tomorrow, or I will go to Songcheng and break your dog's feet!"

Zhang Manyue scolded her head and covered her face, and the microphone was buzzing.

Tang Laijin took the microphone away and explained helplessly that it was nothing more than how busy he was, and he lost hundreds of dollars on the trip back, but Zhang Manyue didn't believe it.

"Don't fool me with this, anyway, if you don't come back tomorrow, just wait for my old lady's dog-beating stick to come to your door!"

Zhang Manyue put down her cruel words and hung up the phone decisively. No matter how hard the wings of the little bastard were, they couldn't fly out of her palm.

In the afternoon of the next day, Tang Laijin came back as expected, and Yang Lijuan, whose belly was already pregnant, looked plump than before.

"What are you doing when you come back? What if something happens to the baby in your belly." Zhang Manyue complained.

"Mom, the doctor told me to move more, it's fine, and it's not good for a man in Jin to argue with my aunt. I'm not afraid of a woman." Yang Lijuan said with a smile.