Chapter 1094

It's said that fortune tellers will haggle over everything in this regard. Mrs. Zhao will pay a price after all.

Old Zhao hurried home in a hurry. He was a little proud. Now his son not only found it back, but also didn't have to give a thousand yuan. It's really cost-effective. It's appropriate to pick up stool!

The master is also a fool. He even told fortune first and then gave money. There must be a lot of people who cheated and didn't give money. It's no use even suing the police station.

If feudal superstition doesn't work, the police won't take care of it. Maybe they will detain those who engage in feudal superstition activities!

Unexpectedly, as soon as Mrs. Zhao came home, she heard a painful hum in the room. When she listened carefully, it turned out to be her son's voice.

"Quantum, what's the matter with you?" Granny Zhao rushed in and saw her son lying in the bathroom.

Zhao Yuanliang's muscles on his face were twisted with pain. "Oh, my leg, my leg seems to be broken. Mom, you should find someone to take me to the hospital..."

Fortunately, when I went to the bathroom just now, I had already picked up my pants and slipped on the ice on the ground. Otherwise, someone would come in later, which would be a shame.

Of course, Mrs. Zhao couldn't lift a big man like Zhao Yuanliang alone, so she wiped her tears and said, "son, wait, I'll call someone right away. You have to hold back..."

Zhao Yuanliang's pain is about to faint. What else can he do?

"Mom, you hurry to call someone. I'm dying of pain..." Zhao Yuanliang said loudly. I'm afraid I'll faint in the next second.

"OK, OK, I'll find someone now..." Mrs. Zhao hurried out of the house and found her neighbors. Fortunately, today is Sunday and everyone is resting at home.

Hearing that Zhao Yuanliang fell down in the bathroom, he quickly came to help take him to the hospital.

Mrs. Zhao was really stingy. She followed the car to the hospital. She didn't pay, but her neighbors helped pay.

These tens of dollars are not a small amount. The neighbors want them, but I'm sorry to see Mrs. Zhao crying so sad. I want them now.

However, he also knows the character of Mrs. Zhao. If he doesn't want money now, he probably won't come in the future.

"Aunt Zhao, the 30 yuan fare..." the neighbor said hard. If those sensible people don't have money, they will say when to give it.

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhao cried even more sadly, "Oh, I forgot I didn't have the money to go to the hospital. You have to lend me some money, or my son can't even live in the hospital..."

Mrs. Zhao did forget at the beginning, but she already had 1000 yuan. It was the fortune teller that the old man took out yesterday and asked her to give to the master.

After arriving at Hongmei Park, she saw the master coming, but she was reluctant to give the money. After thinking over it, she decided not to give the money.

That's a thousand dollars. Her three-month pension!

Besides, my son is getting married soon. He wants money everywhere. It's better to save money.

When the neighbor heard this, he couldn't help getting angry. If it was someone else, he might wish to advance the money, but Mrs. Zhao was very stingy. You helped him advance the money, but he didn't pay back. Even if he didn't pay back the money, he would pay back a little after a long time. In the end, he wouldn't give him the rest.

"Then give it back to me when you get home!" the neighbor took the man to the hospital, pasted the car money and went back sulking.