Chapter 166： Dabao and Xiaobao make a tragic debut

It's almost eleven o'clock now, and the smell of food is wafting in the alley. Many people are cooking lunch, and some people are sitting in the shade of the alley with their rice bowls and eating, chatting by the way.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the down-and-out mother-in-law, these people raised their heads in amazement. Where did they escape from the famine?

"Where is the flood? The news network didn't broadcast!"

"What's the age now, why are there still such poor people? It's so poor."

"You are looking at the sky from the well. Our Lucheng is a city, and the living conditions are good. There are many people in the countryside. In some mountainous areas, you can't even wear clothes. I used to go to the mountains to do errands. You can't even see with your shirtless!"

"Is there such a thing? No way?"

"I saw it with my own eyes, why not, we have only had a good life for a few years, and there are many poor places!"

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The appearance of Chu Qiao and the others aroused a lot of discussion among a group of people, and also raised the topic of poverty alleviation, and no one cared about their mother-in-law.

Mao Laolai's family lives in a small independent courtyard inside the alley. The courtyard is not big, only three rooms, but in a place like Lucheng, if there is an independent courtyard, it is a rich family.

Chu Qiao was very excited. Today, this battle must be won. She wants to prove to Gu Ye that she is not a weak Dodder, and she can stand alone.

"Auntie, Uncle Gu's voice." Dabao whispered, his face dark and excited.

Chu Qiao also heard it and motioned the two children to keep quiet. They soon arrived at the door of Mao Laolai's house, surrounded by twos and threes, all of whom were neighbors, but they were not very interested. Come to the door, the scenes are almost the same, they are all tired of watching.

"Old man Mao, you live in a single-family house, but you tell me you don't have money? Three-year-olds won't believe it, so hurry up and pay the money back!" Gu Ye was hot-tempered, and he talked with Lao Lai patiently for more than an hour. His patience was exhausted. Exhausted, and now my mouth is dry and angry.

"Cough cough... I really have no money, this house is rented... cough cough... As long as I have money, I will definitely pay it back... I'm getting old, and I have a few days to live, and I don't want to take it with me. Going to see the Lord of Hell with a debt...cough..."

The voice is half-dead and intermittent, making people worry that the old man will lose his breath at any time. It sounds strange. This is the genius of Mao Laolai. He can make people feel pity for him by saying a few words, even if everyone knows him. It's wrong to owe money, but he can't help but feel sorry for him.

"You have been in debt for eight years, Mao Xianliang, are you still human? If you don't pay back the debt of 380,000 yuan, the employees in the factory will not be able to pay their wages, and they will starve. You have the face to say Lord Yan, people like you are not afraid of being taken to the frying pan after death!" Gu Ye couldn't help sneering.

Even this kind of scum is worthy of the word virtuous?

"Cough cough cough... I'm not a human, I'm a beast, but I'm still not out, little comrade, you can cut my flesh with a knife and see how much it can sell, I'm an old bone, I'm not afraid Die, cut my flesh..."

Mao Laolai's performance reached the peak of his performance. He slumped on the ground, hugging Gu Ye's thigh, and burst into tears. His pitiful appearance immediately aroused the sympathy of the melon-eating crowd, who accused Gu Ye one after another.

"Young man, it's only natural for you to pay your debts, but this old comrade is in a special situation. He is so old, can you really cut his flesh with a knife?"

"Yes, such a poor man, he wants to pay back the money, but he is powerless. So is your factory. Knowing that he is so old, why do you still borrow so much money from him?"

Gu Ye was about to die of anger. It was a sin for those who borrowed money. These people didn't differentiate between black and white.

Chu Qiao sneered secretly. These people just stand and talk without back pain. If they owe them money, let's see if they can still say these words.

Gently patted the two children's heads, Chu Qiao smiled, his eyes encouraged, Dabao and Xiaobao immediately understood that it was time for them to play.

Chu Qiao admonished in Dabao's ear, Dabao nodded, dipped some saliva on his eyes, brewed his emotions, and rushed towards the yard. Xiaobao responded slowly, but he quickly reacted and followed suit. When he rushed over, he didn't need to touch his saliva, the tears came as soon as he said it, and immediately burst into tears.

Gu Ye was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick and his head was a little dizzy. He doubted that he would die young if he continued to entangle with this bad old man.

But his daughter-in-law likes the house, so he has to earn the money. Besides, he has boasted in front of his daughter-in-law. If he doesn't come back, wouldn't he be very embarrassed.

Gu Ye took a few deep breaths and wanted to reason with Mao Laolai, but before he could speak, a small figure rushed over and cried out miserably, "Dad..."

Before Gu Ye could react, Dabao, who was in the play, rushed in front of him, hugged his thigh, and wept sadly, "Dad... That fierce uncle came to ask for a debt again last time, and even smashed our family's pot, I I didn't have time to eat breakfast with my mother and my younger brother. The bad uncle said that if we don't pay back the money, we will smash our house and send you to jail... Dad... I'm so scared... Mom has been a long time. No more medicine, she won't let me tell you, Dad... Mommy will die..."

Gu Ye's reaction was fairly quick, and he recognized the stinky boy Dabao~ But he didn't understand what drama this stinky boy sang, what kind of bad uncle, and he also smashed the pot?

It's a joke, who dares to come and smash his Gu Ye family's pot, he is impatient!

"Dad... I'm so hungry... I just ate breakfast, and the bad uncle smashed my bowl... woo woo... I didn't even eat a single bite... Dad... Mom is very sick, will she die? ? I want mom... wow... I want mom..."

Little Treasure also joined, hugging Gu Ye's other thigh, crying heartily.

Although his speech was not as neat as his brother's, his performance was very high-level, with tears streaming down his face. The crowd of onlookers used to sympathize with Mao Laolai, but now they are all inclined to two children.

How pitiful, the bad guy who smashed the pot is too immoral. Heavenly thunder doesn't even cut people to eat, but this bad guy doesn't even let the two children's rice bowls go. He is a black-hearted beast.

It's no wonder that this young man comes to ask for money every day, and the family can't live anymore. The children need to eat and drink, the wife is still sick, and the old man Mao is really immoral. , I have been coughing for more than ten years, and if I don't live well, I must be pretending.

Gu Ye put his arms around the two children, gritted his teeth in their ears and asked, "What's going on?"

"Aunt let it go!"

Dabao quickly replied, and started howling again, he couldn't lose to his younger brother.

He wiped his eyes and saw Mao Laolai, who was a little dumbfounded, a thin old man with sparse gray hair, wrinkles on his face, hunched back, and an old-fashioned look. He must have been talking about the bad old man.