Chapter 471: Utterly Shameless Jia Zhangshi

Yan Fugui's head is as big as a dou.

Jia Zhangshi gave him another lesson.

"Yan Fugui, what's wrong with not lending me a few hundred bucks? You have money, why won't you lend me any?"

"Can you lend my wife a few hundred bucks so she can keep our Jia family's old house?"

Listen up.

Is this something a person would say?

I have a few hundred bucks.

Would it be bad if I bought your Jia family's house?

Don't say you have no money.

Even if you have money, you can't lend it.

Just based on Jia Zhangshi's repayment scheme where descendants pay back in turn, you know lending this money will be like throwing a meat bun at a dog—gone forever.

Bangeng farms in Dongbei and wishes he could return, but he can't.

Xiao Dang went to the northwest to herd sheep and has no intention of returning.

Huaihua is fifteen or sixteen, and there's nothing to hope for from her.

Jia Zhangshi has been lazy and gluttonous all her life.

Qin Huairu does have a job, but after making a mistake she was demoted to the lowest rank, earning sixteen fifty a month—just enough to feed the Jia family.

What will you repay with?

Just spouting nonsense!

Yan Fugui looks at Jia Zhangshi with a troubled expression.

Don't stoop to Jia Zhangshi's level.

He can't afford to offend this person.

He abandoned the idea of forcing it.

I can't provoke him, but I can avoid him.

Just about to leave.

Suddenly he felt his thigh sink.

He fixed his gaze and looked again.

He inwardly groaned in misery.

Unexpectedly, Jia Zhangshi grabbed his thigh.

"Jia Zhangshi, let go—you're holding my leg, and all the neighbors are watching; what does this look like?" Yan Fugui saw many people around staring at him, feeling embarrassed, and urged Jia Zhangshi, "Stop staring, just let go."

"I won't let go unless you lend me a few hundred bucks; otherwise I'll keep holding your leg. My wife's family has nothing left, so I have nothing to lose." Jia Zhangshi said in a tone of having him figured out, shamelessly: "I don't fear losing face or being embarrassed; over the years our Jia family's reputation has already been ruined enough, and I don't mind losing it a few more times."

"I have no money; even if you hold my leg, I can't conjure any. Instead of wasting time here with me, you'd better think of another way—maybe the other neighbors can lend you money; our household is about the same as yours."

"If you have no money, lend me your house instead—you have a house, right? Promise to lend me the house, and I'll let go."

"That's just being a deadbeat—we only have one house; if we lend it to your Jia family, where would we live?"

"Who said my wife is being a deadbeat? You're the steward of the Siheyuan, I'm a resident; I'm in trouble, so you, as the steward, ought to fix it. Lend us your house, then go borrow money to buy another house—you're Steward San Daye, you have more face than my wife; just speak up and people will surely lend."

Yan Fugui felt for the first time that his title as the sole remaining steward of the Siheyuan was so burdensome it had become Jia Zhangshi's excuse for extortion.

He tried to exert force, hoping to free his leg from Jia Zhangshi's grip.

As a well-known overweight person in the Siheyuan.

Jia Zhangshi's strength.

It's truly not ordinary.

Moreover, Yan Fugui happens to be a former elementary school teacher.

The two were completely mismatched; after struggling a few times and realizing he couldn't pull his leg free from Jia Zhangshi's hands, Yan Fugui also gave up the idea of breaking free, feeling it was unbecoming to be held like that, and quickly squatted down.

From afar.

It looked as if Yan Fugui and Jia Zhangshi were performing a wedding ceremony.

The surrounding neighbors.

They immediately began to chuckle and joke.

"San Daye, when did you take a concubine?"

"You gotta set up a few tables."

"An old tree flowering—nothing simple about that."

"San Daye, Jia dama, follow my chant: first bow to heaven and earth, second bow to parents, the couple bow to each other, then enter the bridal chamber."

"Er Hudan, San Mihu, Silaizi, Wumaizi, Liugouzi—what's all the fuss? Hurry up and help me keep Jia dama away."

"San Daye, we dare not provoke Jia dama."

They're not fools.

Jia Zhangshi's attitude of "broken pot, broken smash" (i. e., reckless abandon).

They all saw it.

Let others take the fall, not me.

Jia Zhangshi causing trouble for Yan Fugui is better than causing trouble for them.

With Jia Zhangshi's mangy-dog temperament, anyone who gets involved ends up badly.

One by one, those who love a spectacle gathered around, some squatting, some standing, and some even pulled out melon seeds from their pockets.

A proper large-scale melon-seed-watching spectacle.

At this critical juncture.

Shazhu appeared, pushing his bicycle.

He mistakenly thought he had seen wrong, his whole body froze in place, anxiously blinking hard, then stared again and sure enough it was Yan Fugui and Jia Zhangshi mutually half-kneeling on the ground.

He felt delighted.

He blurted out a thoughtless remark.

「San Daye, when did you and Third Aunt get divorced? Although nowadays they advocate this so-called twilight love, but you and Jia dama don't seem quite suitable, right? By the way, do Jiefang, Jiekuang, and Jiedi know about this? Old companion, old companion, companion in old age, you can't do this muddled affair. 」

Outsiders teased.

Yan Fugui could still accept it.

Shazhu teased.

Yan Fugui really felt depressed, he pulled a bitter face, looked at Shazhu, and said in a tone of utter misfortune: 'Shazhu, now that it's come to this, you're also teasing San Daye—is San Daye the type who falls in love with everyone he sees?'

「Then what is this? 」

「It's not anything else, it's the Jia family's house causing trouble. Jia Zhangshi went to the street office this morning to ask about rental policies, but they said there were no extra houses for rent. So either find a way to turn the house into your own, the Jia family's situation you know—basically no money, I don't know what's going on, they've set their sights on me, first asking to borrow money, opening mouth asking for several hundred, the situation of San Daye's family you know—where would we get that much money? Jia Zhangshi then said to borrow the house, have me find someone to borrow money to buy a house, I disagreed, Jia Zhangshi grabbed my leg. 」

「San Daye, just keep dragging this out with her—I also have no way. 」

Shazhu pushed his bicycle.

He walked over to Yan Fugui's side.

Seeing Shazhu so decisive.

Yan Fugui really got anxious.

Just then, when Shazhu appeared, he took Shazhu to be his reliance for dispelling worries and solving difficulties.

As a result, Shazhu threw out, 'I can't help you.'

What can be done about this?

「Shazhu, you need to help San Daye. 」

「San Daye, how can I help you? I can't possibly borrow money for you to give to Jia Zhangshi, can I? 」

It was just an offhand remark made to shoo someone away.

But he didn't expect Jia Zhangshi to take it seriously.

He turned his head and said to Shazhu: 'Shazhu, lend me money to buy a house for my old woman, and Yan Fugui will repay it for me.'

Yan Fugui's head buzzed nonstop.

I will repay Jia Zhangshi's debt for you.

What are you to me?

Bastard.