SEC Chapter 181 It must be money!
Chapter 181 It must be money!
"Xu Zhiqing, I don't think Liu Zhiqing and the others meant that. Now that we know the whole story, everyone thinks Shen Zhiqing is righteous. It's obvious that if she was left alone, no one would be able to find her, but she still insisted on saving people at the risk of being misunderstood by everyone. What kind of spirit is this!"
Liu Lanjiang didn't know what Shen Lu was thinking, but he knew it would be inappropriate for him to not speak.
"Xu Zhiqing, calm down. We have never seen this kind of treatment method before. We misunderstood Shen Zhiqing."
Xu Shiqing glanced at Liu Lanjiang. He was a good person with a strong sense of responsibility but he was easily influenced and liked to smooth things over...
"You haven't seen this kind of treatment method before. Have you seen this kind of disease before? Shen Zhiqing cured a disease that we have never seen before. How can we explain this?"
What else can I say? This means that treatment costs money, right? Liu Lanjiang felt that he had misunderstood the meaning.
"Um, Yang Zhiqing, how do you feel now?"
Liu Lanjiang still planned to let Yang Xin and Shen Lu talk it out themselves. It would be so bad to always be caught in the middle!
Yang Xin felt much better but was still a little confused. How did the situation develop to the point where she had to give money to Shen Lu?
Shouldn't the money be given to Zhao Hong? Did he take the wrong road to get firewood from Shen Lu's small kitchen?
"Since you're paying, take my share too! I have to pay for this too!"
Zhao Hong saw how the situation had developed to the point where Shen Lu had to be compensated first. It had nothing to do with her now. Shouldn't she be compensated first?
Oh, Liu Lanjiang remembered that there was another victim. It seems that Yang Xin is in trouble today. You said that if you are short of firewood, you can go to the village to exchange it! Why steal it? Why not steal from Zhao Hong?
What others don't know is that he knows that most of the firewood for starting the fire was carried back by Zhao Hong.
The grass she pulled out while working, the branches on the road, the pine cones and fallen leaves at the foot of the mountain, whatever Zhao Hong saw, she would bring back. Apart from some minor flaws, she had nothing to complain about when it came to her dedication to the collective!
Yang Xin was afraid of being discovered, so she didn't dare to take anything thick for fear of being too obvious. Most of the things she was holding were what Zhao Hong brought back...
It seems that we can't punish them both today and then settle the case. Liu Lanjiang sighed.
It turns out that too many people means trouble. It’s so quiet when there are only four of us.
"Yang Zhiqing, you were indeed wrong about this matter. How do you plan to deal with it?"
What could Yang Xin do? She had been caught red-handed in public, so she couldn't argue even if she wanted to...
Compensation, what else can I do! What else can Zhao Hong want besides money! There are only a few pieces of firewood, how can I compensate a few cents!
Liu Lanjiang finally felt better when he saw Yang Xin's face full of acceptance. He didn't want to negotiate whether to pay compensation after all the trouble he had gone through for so long.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the money will be paid in this matter, so Yang Xin is quite sensible!
"Zhao Zhiqing, can you calculate how much this firewood is worth? Even if we exchange it with you, we all live in the same courtyard. I think Zhao Zhiqing must be more practical than the villagers."
Seeing that Yang Xin was not in good shape, Lin Fang had to take over. She wanted to save some money but failed. If she had known earlier, she would have bought it directly from the villagers. She could have bought several bundles with only fifty cents!
She wanted to persuade Yang Xin when he discussed it with her, but why didn't she? It's because she was hoping for the best and didn't want to spend money if she could save it...
This amount of firewood is worth at most 20 cents. Even if Zhao Hong, the black-hearted man, adds a little more, 50 cents is the most he can get.
Fifty cents is fifty cents, Lin Fang accepts this money!
If Zhao Hong could read minds, she would definitely spit on her face. She was just giving 50 cents to a beggar! Even though you, Lin Fang, admitted it, Zhao Hong didn't!