In the evening, Zhao Peng asked Hu Li to review by herself and go home for dinner.

Today is May 14th, and the repayment date agreed with Zhao Guangquan is today.

Just after dinner, Zhao Guangquan came.

He looked very polite, but his expression showed no respect or courtesy.

Zhao Zhengzheng asked him to come in and sit down, but he didn't bother to go in. He stood directly in the courtyard and said: "Third brother, last month we agreed to collect the money on the 14th of this month. Now that one month has passed, I don't know if you are ready."

No, if I don’t give it this time, I’m afraid it won’t be justified.”

Zhao Zhengzheng was about to say that he was ready, but he just shouted "Guangquan" and was interrupted by Zhao Guangquan without hesitation.

"Third brother, what's wrong with you? I kindly lent you money, but you kept pushing it away. There's no point in not paying it back. You're a brother to others, so you're not afraid of the villagers laughing at me."

Zhao Zhengzheng was so anxious that he could not speak. His face turned black with anger and his lips trembled. In Zhao Guangquan's eyes, his appearance was simply a sign of incompetence because he had no money and could not hold back his anger.

"Zhao Zhengzheng, why don't you pay back the money? Isn't it shameful for you? When you came to get the money, you were as humble as a grandson. I thought I would lend it to you for the sake of our brothers, but I didn't expect that I was so kind.

Good news, I met a shameless person like you."

"Crack!"

Zhao Zhengzheng was holding a soup bowl in his hand. Hearing this, anger surged into his head and he smashed the bowl to the ground.

Zhao Guangquan took a step back and sneered: "Oh, you are going to take action, right? I found that your family really has a tradition of beating people, so it's not surprising..."

Zhao Guangquan's voice stopped suddenly, and he saw Zhao Peng walking out of the room carrying a wooden stick, with a sullen expression on his face, and even a bit of a smile, but somehow it was a bit perceptive.

Zhao Peng walked slowly to Zhao Guangquan, took out an envelope from his arms, and handed it to Zhao Guangquan politely, "Uncle Guangquan, count first, here is 1,050 yuan, and 1,000 is your principal.

The 50 yuan is your two-month interest, which is twice the bank interest. Can you see if the amount is correct? Are you satisfied with the interest settlement?"

Zhao Guangquan took the envelope and took out the money inside and counted it. It was exactly 1050, which was not much.

He forced himself to recover from his uneasiness and put on a smile, "Third brother, it turns out you are already ready, so just say what you just said. What I said earlier was a bit too much. I apologize to you, don't you worry about it?

.”

Zhao Zhengzheng said nothing and turned around and entered the room.

He borrowed other people's money, and it is understandable that others come to ask for it. Although his attitude is worse, he borrowed the money first, so he can't say anything.

When Zhao Guangquan saw Zhao Zhengzheng entering, he had no choice but to say to Zhao Peng: "Peng, you see, the money has been given to me now. I suddenly remembered that I still have some work to do in the field. Then tell the third brother and I will leave."

"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Wait, Uncle Guangquan!" Zhao Peng called him from behind.

He had no choice but to turn around and come back, "Is there anything else, Peng Wa?"

Zhao Peng smiled and patted the stick in his hand, scratched his head with the other hand, thought for a while and suddenly asked: "You just said the last sentence in our family has a tradition of beating people, no wonder... you didn't finish your sentence.

, my nephew is very curious, what are you going to say?"

"It... doesn't matter, I didn't plan to say anything, I just said it casually."

"Oh, really?" Zhao Peng's smile was a bit gloomy.

He has gained a little weight recently, and is half a head taller than Zhao Guangquan. He is holding a stick in his hand and staring down at Zhao Guangquan, which makes Zhao Guangquan feel a little afraid.

"Yes, that's it. Otherwise, what else can I say?" Zhao Guangquan said with a smile.

"That's good," Zhao Peng looked relieved, "I thought you wanted to say, no wonder my mother deserves to be beaten!"

Zhao Guangquan's face suddenly turned pale.

"Uncle Guangquan, there's something wrong with your face? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, no, I'm fine."

"That's good. The weather hasn't been very good recently. Our family members are paying special attention to it. We're just worried that if something unexpected happens, Uncle Guangquan, you should also be more careful."

"I know, I know."

"That's good. Do you have anything else to do?"

"It's gone, it's gone, I'm going back to work in the fields."

"I'll give it to you."

"No, no, no, I can just go by myself."

"Why are you so polite?" Zhao Peng and Zhao Guangquan walked out of the door together and walked a few dozen meters. Zhao Peng suddenly stopped and said, "I can only send you here. If you want to go next door, it will be inconvenient for me to send you there again."

You."

Next door is Zhao Qingyang's home.

After Zhao Peng finished speaking, he nodded blankly to him, turned around and stopped looking, and walked straight back to his home.

The door slowly closed from the inside.

Zhao Guangquan saw Zhao Peng disappear through the door and reached out to touch his forehead. At some point, he broke into a cold sweat.

He didn't understand why he felt a sense of oppression from that child that he had never felt before. Just now, he had a sense of danger that if he didn't say a word well, he would be hit with a stick from the head.

Moreover, Zhao Peng's last words surprised him even more.

It turns out that I have a good relationship with the Lao Liu family, and they all know it.

He walked forward with deep thoughts and clicked the bronze knocker on the blue door.

He decided to make it clear to Li Yunxia that he would not interfere with the affairs of the two families in the future. There were not many normal people in this family, and he could not afford to play with it.

…

In the quietest courtyard in town.

Lun Qingshan sat on a chair, shaking his head and listening to Qin Opera. On the small stone table in front of him were a stack of peanuts, a plate of cucumber salad, and half a bottle of "Longnan Spring".

He was listening to the song, and he was very excited when suddenly two slender hands stretched out from behind his neck and hugged his neck so tightly that he almost couldn't breathe.

The old man smiled and did not resist.

"Grandpa, you are listening to Qin Opera again." Lun Shuangsan rubbed his head on Lun Qingshan's back, like a naughty little dog.

"Why don't you listen? This is not the only hobby of my old man. Come, Xiaoshuang, sit down and talk to grandpa."

"Why."

Lun Shuangsan walked to the stone bench next to him and sat down.

The nanny, Aunt Tang, brought her a drink, and she nodded and said thank you.

Aunt Tang was so shocked that she almost threw the plate away.

The little lady saying thank you to her was much scarier than forgetting to collect clothes on a rainy day.

Lun Qingshan laughed happily when he saw this scene.

"Xiaoshuang, are you going well with your studies recently?"

"It didn't go well." Lun Shuang thought for a moment and answered seriously.

"Hey," Lun Qingshan was surprised and asked puzzledly: "Are there any questions that our Xiaoshuang can't do?"

"Calculus is a bit difficult."

Lun Qingshan: "..."

Oh, that'll be fine.

You, a junior high school student who has not yet graduated, say that calculus is difficult, so how can you go smoothly?

However, he was used to his granddaughter's brain circuit and was not overly surprised.
Chapter completed!