Even if Zhang Dashuan stood at the door and scolded him, in his opinion, no matter what Zhang Dashuan did, he wouldn't lose a piece of flesh.
Moreover, being scolded in exchange for so much money, it was worth it.
Zhang Dashuan scolded for three or four days.
But no matter how he scolded, Family Zhang was like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water. He went into the house and didn't come out.
Zhang Dashuan was so anxious that he was running around in circles. His heart was filled with regret.
Family Zhang was so shameless. He shouldn't have let him get the money in the first place.
When he thought of this, Zhang Dashuan's tears almost fell. He was an old man, and he only had a few thousand yuan in his hand. He was getting older and older, and Jiujiu's expenses were increasing year by year. What would he do in the future?
Just when Zhang Dashuan was thinking about whether to bang his head into Family Zhang's door and threaten him with death, Jiujiu came back.
Although Jiujiu was now in junior high school, because the school was far from the village, she lived in a dormitory.
Every time she went, she brought some dry buns, some small pickles, and boiled water from the school's water room. A week passed just like that.
However, the students in the neighborhood were all like this, and no one looked down on others.
As soon as Jiujiu came back, she was pulled to tell her that her grandfather, Zhang Dashuan, had been standing at Family Zhang's door and scolding him every day.
The people in the mountain village were poor and backward. They couldn't wait to let the whole world know about it. Moreover, they knew that Jiujiu's parents died in an accident, and the compensation was taken by Family Zhang. This time, they were waiting for Jiujiu to come back and laugh at her.
After Jiujiu heard the auntie's words, she did not break down as the auntie had imagined. Instead, she calmly thanked her and went straight to Zhang Jiaxing's house without even going home.
Zhang Dashuan, who had been scolding Family Zhang for several days, was about to die of anger. Just when he was about to bang his head against Family Zhang's door and force Family Zhang to give him the money, he suddenly heard Jiujiu's voice. "Master."
Jiujiu's childish voice helped Zhang Dashuan, who was on the verge of collapse, find his last trace of reason.
Zhang Dashuan came back to his senses, held Jiujiu's hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Jiu, I'm sorry. I didn't protect your parents' money."
Jiujiu patted Zhang Dashuan's back to let him catch his breath. Looking at Zhang Jiaxing's tightly shut door, she said to Zhang Dashuan, "Master, don't be afraid. My parents are gone. Their compensation belongs to their inheritance. According to the law, my parents' inheritance should be inherited by you and me. My uncle doesn't have the right to inherit it.
We can sue him. "Zhang Dashuan didn't go to school, so he naturally didn't know these rules. But when he heard Jiujiu's words, he instantly believed her.
However, he still had some doubts. "What if your uncle doesn't give us the money?"
"The court will enforce it." Jiujiu glanced at Family Zhang Xing's door and said loudly, "If he doesn't give us the money, he will be sentenced to prison."
People in the mountain village didn't have any concept of enforcement. But when they heard the words "prison", they immediately understood.
Zhang Dashuan didn't go to school. In the past few years, he had been scolding Family Zhang Xing for several days, but his heart had long been aching. At this moment, when he heard Jiujiu say that if Family Zhang Xing didn't give him the money, he would be sentenced to prison, he immediately had a backbone. He nodded and said, "That's good. That's good."
As long as he could get the money back.
Seeing that Zhang Dashuan was relieved, Jiujiu helped him walk home.
Zhang Dashuan was a rough man. When Jiujiu was at home, he would tidy up. But when Jiujiu went to school, he made do by himself.
The yard hadn't been swept for a week, so there was a thick layer of dust and fallen leaves in the yard.
Jiujiu walked into the kitchen. The chopping board in the kitchen hadn't been washed for several days. There was a thick layer of flour and oil stains on it. On the side, there were several greasy bowls and chopsticks.
Jiujiu put her schoolbag in the room, took off her coat, rolled up her sleeves, and began to work.
Zhang Dashuan was scolded every day because of Family Zhang Xing's shameless greed for money. He definitely didn't eat well. Even if she didn't think about herself, she had to think about Zhang Dashuan.
Zhang Dashuan was old. His eldest son and daughter-in-law had just died, and his youngest son had embezzled the money that his eldest son had exchanged for with his life. He definitely felt bad.
Jiujiu roughly cleaned up the kitchen first. She made a fire and put a few pieces of wood to boil water. Then she went outside to pick vegetables.
People in the mountains basically planted their own vegetables. Although Zhang Dashuan was a rough man, he was no exception to planting vegetables.
Jiujiu went outside to pick some lettuce, a few tomatoes, and a few cucumbers. Then she went back to the house.
When she went back to the house, the hot water was ready. Jiujiu scooped out half of the hot water, and then poured the rice that she had washed into the pot to cook porridge.
She used the hot water to sterilize the bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen. Then she wiped the kitchen and began to bake the pancakes.
Because of the urgency of time, Jiujiu baked a deep-fried pancake with the hot dough. She added her own salad, cucumbers, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. It was just enough for dinner.
Zhang Dashuan had been worried about Family Zhang Xing's unconscionable refusal to give money to him these days. When he was hungry, he basically made something to eat.
After eating the hot meal, Zhang Dashuan felt as if he had taken a hot bath. He was very comfortable.
Zhang Dashuan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Jiujiu, who was sweeping the yard with a broom. "Jiu, you said that the person who sued your Second Uncle in court will really give us the money?"
Although Family Zhang Xing was his son, Zhang Dashuan did not have a good impression of him.
When Family Zhang Xing heard that whoever was assigned to them would provide for them until they died, he did not even think about it. Later, when his wife had a cerebral hemorrhage and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, he asked someone to find Family Zhang Xing to pay for it. Even though he promised to give it to him when his eldest son came back, not only did Family Zhang Xing not give it to him, but he also directly said that they had already separated. They belonged to his eldest son, and he could not do anything about it.
Even if he fought all the time after they separated, his mother was still his biological mother. His biological mother was about to die, and he still cared about money. It was obvious that he was a heartless person.
This time, he could even hide the money that his eldest son and his wife exchanged for with their lives. Zhang Dashuan did not care whether Family Zhang Xing would go to jail or not.
When Jiujiu heard this, she knew that Zhang Dashuan wanted to sue Family Zhang Xing.
In fact, if they were to look at it seriously, they were illegally occupying other people's property. But if they were to look at it lightly, it was a family matter.
No matter how big or small it was, it was all up to them.
However, Zhang Dashuan obviously did not want to let Family Zhang Xing off. He really wanted to sue Family Zhang Xing.
When Jiujiu saw that Zhang Dashuan was ready to sue Family Zhang Xing, she immediately told Zhang Dashuan everything she knew.
Zhang Dashuan did not even know how to write his name. It was the first time that he heard so much from Jiujiu, so he was particularly serious.
Moreover, he was determined to continue sending Jiujiu to school.
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