Fangzheng smiled. "This Penniless Monk will help you get the money."
"Get the money?" Lame Ma was taken aback before he came to a realization. He said with a bitter smile, "Abbot Fangzheng, I'm afraid it'll be difficult to get the money back. Unless there's a lawsuit, but to go to court for twenty thousand yuan with a relative, this … will probably be the talk of the village. "
Fangzheng gave Lame Ma a reassuring look and said with a smile, "Don't worry. This Penniless Monk will definitely get it back for you."
Lame Ma was also somewhat curious. He had called several times in the past two days, but the other party had always given all sorts of reasons to reject him. Now, even if he made ten calls, he might not even receive one … At this point, he basically understood that he would most likely not be able to get the money back. The reason why he looked for Fangzheng was because he wanted to vent his frustrations. However, he never expected that Fangzheng would personally go down the mountain and bring him to ask for the money.
Although he was grateful to Fangzheng, Lame Ma didn't think Fangzheng would be able to get the money back. After all, this wasn't like carving or chanting scriptures. Even the courts couldn't do anything to a dishonest person, much less a monk.
Even though he didn't believe it, Lame Ma didn't dare say it out loud. He followed Fangzheng.
Ma Jiangping's house was quite far from One Finger Monastery. They were separated by three villages, and they had to take a bus there and back. This bus was actually contracted by the neighboring village. It ran around the various villages every day, and it could be considered a convenient public transportation. As they didn't enter the city, they could save a lot of money. Although the car was a bit old, everyone still liked its convenience very much.
Fangzheng got on the bus and soon arrived at Ma Jiangping's village, Jianghai Village.
Compared to One Finger Village, Jianghai Village was far from Mt. Tongtian. It was surrounded by flat plains, and the entire village was planted with corn. It was known as the biggest grain-producing village in the area! In the past two years, the price of corn had skyrocketed. The villagers all had some savings, and their lives were thriving. It was truly envious of many people …
The moment Fangzheng entered the village, he saw the huge tiled houses. The huge windows were extremely bright, and there was a glass corridor outside. The corridor could block the northeast wind, and at the same time, let in sunlight, forming the effect of warming the room. As such, the temperature in the room could be greatly increased. This was also the case for Jianghai Village. The other villages weren't that generous. Typically, they didn't use glass. Instead, they used plastic canopies to replace glass. This way, the lighting and aesthetics would be slightly worse, but the thermal effect would not be bad.
Moreover, almost every family in Jianghai Village had tractors, motorcycles, and other machinery, which showed the wealth of Jianghai Village.
Thinking back to One Finger Village a year ago, Fangzheng shook his head slightly and thought, "It's no wonder Ma Jiangping and the rest don't interact with Lame Ma. The gap between the rich and poor is so great that they are afraid Lame Ma will come over to take advantage of them." Unfortunately, they didn't understand Lame Ma. How could that stubborn old man take advantage of others? If he wanted to, he would have done so long ago. He would not have waited until now.
Although it was winter, as northeasterners, they still enjoyed coming out for a stroll. When they saw Fangzheng, they greeted him.
Fangzheng returned their greetings one by one. Then, under the guidance of the crowd, he found Ma Jiangping's house.
Ma Jiangping's house was a three-room tile-roofed house, and there was a small van parked in the house. Obviously, Ma Jiangping's family wasn't as bad as she told Lame Ma. Seeing this scene, Lame Ma's face turned red. He didn't know whether he was angry at himself for being stupid or angry at the other party for lying to him. Once Lame Ma got angry, he wanted to rush inside …
Fangzheng held Lame Ma back and said with a smile, "Since we are already here, there's no need to wear such an expression. It hurts our feelings. Smile … "
"Smile?" Lame Ma was taken aback before he said with a wry smile, "Abbot Fangzheng, do you think I can still smile now?"
Fangzheng said with a smile, "Then do you want your money back?"
"Yes. As long as I can get it back, I'll immediately sever all ties with them! F * * k, I don't want such relatives! "Lame Ma's voice grew louder. Fangzheng hurriedly gestured for him to lower his voice.
Fangzheng said with a smile, "Alright, alright. Even if you don't want it, you still want the money. Give Ma Jiangping a call first and see if they have changed their minds. "
Lame Ma looked suspiciously at Fangzheng and grunted. He took out his cell phone and walked to a corner to make the call. Not long later, Lame Ma returned angrily. His eyes were wide open as he pointed at Ma Jiangping, who was sitting on the stove bed with her back facing the window. He secretly said angrily, "She actually told me that she's not home! Then who's in the house? F * * k, this is infuriating. I can't take it anymore. I have to go in and have a chat with them! "
With that said, Lame Ma rushed in, but Fangzheng hurriedly held him back.
"Abbot Fangzheng, what are you doing?" Lame Ma turned anxious.
Fangzheng said with a smile, "Do you still want the money?"
Lame Ma subconsciously nodded. "Yes."
Fangzheng nodded. "If you want it back, give This Penniless Monk a smile."
Lame Ma really did not know what Fangzheng was up to. Helpless, he could only try his best to squeeze out a smile. However, this smile was uglier than crying …
"Your smile is too ugly. Smile more and look better … "As Fangzheng spoke, he used his hand to fiddle with Lame Ma's expression. Soon, Lame Ma was forced into a rather tragic smile by Fangzheng. Seeing that he could not put on a better expression, Fangzheng said in exasperation, "How are you going to get money if you look like this?"
Lame Ma said bitterly, "Abbot Fangzheng, they are the ones who owe me money. I'm here to collect the debt. Have you seen Huang Shiren give Yang Bailao a smile? Pui! I'm not Huang Shiren … "
Fangzheng chuckled. "Times have changed. Now, Yang Bailao is more impressive than Huang Shiren. Didn't you hear that the one who owes money is the lord? "
"This …" Lame Ma stared at Fangzheng with widened eyes, thinking, "Is this monk making fun of me?" A stubborn feeling arose in him as he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet. "Forget it. I don't want it anymore!" With that said, he turned around and left.
Fangzheng hurriedly pulled him back. "Patron, This Penniless Monk brought you here out of goodwill to collect the debt. Why did you leave just like that?"
"I can't stand asking for money in such an aggrieved manner," Lame Ma said angrily.
Fangzheng chuckled. "Who asked you to beg others? This Penniless Monk wanted you to smile and cheer This Penniless Monk up. Once you are inside, just shut up. Leave the rest to This Penniless Monk. "
Lame Ma was taken aback. Cheer Fangzheng up? This … He subconsciously looked at his old face reflected in the window and thought, "Fangzheng shouldn't think much of me …"
Fangzheng saw that Lame Ma's thoughts had gone astray as he hurriedly said, "This Penniless Monk will be glared at and even scolded if he enters. Now, can't you give me a smile to console myself? "
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