Chapter 12    Write a receipt

Xiao Jianren narrowed his eyes.

He also wanted to use the reasons for this money to get the contract rights of Xianyun Mountain, of course he wouldn't just forget it.

He whispered to Xiao Sicong and asked him to continue the money.

Xiao Sicong hurriedly counted, no more than no more, exactly 16,000.

Xiao Jianren took out a box of cigarettes, looked down from above, signaled to Zuoyang, and threw it down from the second floor.

Zuo Yang did not stretch out his hand and let the cigarette fall to the ground.

Golden-tailed Monkey, this is a good cigarette in Qingning City, and it costs twenty yuan per pack.

When he was in college, his classmates dispersed him.

But he doesn't smoke, let alone Xiao Jianren's cigarette.

Xiao Jianren's eyes became even colder. He lit one himself, took a deep breath, and vomited a cigarette ring.

"Zuo's baby, when dolls do you need to write receipts in the ditch?

Just clear our accounts, don’t be so stingy.”

"That won't work. You must write the receipt. We brothers will settle the score clearly."

Zuo Yang smiled gently and said lightly.

Um?

Xiao Jianren was stunned and his face became even more ugly.

Xiao Sicong cursed: "Zuo Yang, you are numb! My dad said he would not write if he didn't write. Don't be shameless if you step on the horse!"

Zuo Yang's face darkened and he angrily said, "Get out! I'm talking to your dad, where is your turn to pussy?"

"Fuck! Do you really think you are a turtle and can walk across the Xiandong Gully?"

Xiao Sicong's face was dark and ferocious.

The few second-rate men behind him moved towards him at the same time.

Xiao Jianren didn't say anything and looked coldly.

"Fuck! You're paralyzed!"

Seeing that his father didn't say anything, Xiao Sicong felt more confident. He grabbed a wooden stick and pulled it towards Zuoyang.

After seeing the other second-rate men, they took action at the same time.

Zuo Yang stretched out his hand, grabbed the wooden stick, grabbed it, and pulled it on Xiao Sicong's waist.

Then chop horizontally, pick left, pick right, and complete in one go.

When he threw down the wooden stick, Xiao Sicong and a few second-rate men fell to the ground at the same time, screaming in pain.

Zuo Yang looked at Xiao Jianren coldly without blinking.

"I'm not my master, so easy to talk to. You have to write this receipt if you don't write it. You can try it."

Xiao Jianren's eyes shrank slightly.

From Zuo Yang, he sensed a very dangerous feeling.

His mouth and tongue were slightly dry. This was the first time he felt this way in the fairy cave ditch.

This beast is really a bit tricky.

"Since you insist on persisting, I will write it to you. I, Boss Xiao, is not unreasonable."

If he can't figure it out, he won't be forced.

He now felt more and more that Zuo Yang was evil, so he simply agreed directly.

One day, he will figure out the details of Zuo Yang.

If Zuo Yang had no background and was purely a show-off, he would let this little boy know who had the final say in Xiandonggou.

According to Zuo Yang's request, he wrote a receipt.

Write clearly how much you borrow and how much you repay.

After Zuo Yang left with the receipt in his arms, Xiao Sicong walked over with his waist covering his waist.

"Dad, why are you afraid of this little beast?

You should kill him!"

Bang-

The answer to him was Xiao Jianren's heavy slap.

"Shut up! You're so grown up, you know when you can grow up when you open your mouth?"

"I……"

Xiao Sicong covered his cheeks and almost cried.

He murmured in his heart: You were bullied by that little bastard Zuo Yang. Now you are angry with me. What kind of good man?

Xiao Jianren shouted angrily: "Didn't you ask you to go Wang Xianmei's path? You should hurry up!"

Without waiting for his son to answer, he walked into the room with a dark face.

Xiao Sicong was left alone, covering his waist and eyes, and sucking in pain.

He called his young follower Ermao and gritted his teeth.

"Ermao, keep a timid staring at me. If he has any movement, he will tell me!"

"no problem!"

Ermao was beaten again just now and was also very angry and agreed without thinking.

...

After leaving the Xiao family, Zuo Yang's face suddenly became gloomy.

The Xiao family bullies too much. If he gets the handle, he must eliminate the harm for the people and push down his family.

He walked slowly towards his home along the ridge.

On both sides of the ridge, half-yellow wheat ears danced lightly in the wind.

There are a few grasshoppers in the middle of the wheat field, facing the vicious sun, Zhila Zhila was roaring happily.

Some wheat that relies on the ground has gradually become golden because of the higher temperature.

A few days will be the season for wheat harvest, and the fields will become hot.

From a distance, I saw Yu Lele taking pictures around with her mobile phone.

He chuckled, how could the people in the city have the opportunity to see the beautiful scenery of the countryside?

Yu Lele, who did not disturb himself, went home directly.

Zuo Hong was fiddling with his cell phone, looking relieved.

Seeing his grandson come back, he hurriedly put away his cell phone, as if he was afraid that he would see it.

"You went to Xiao's house?"

"I've gone, I don't owe Xiao family anymore, I've figured it out."

Zuo Yang responded.

Is the Xiao family so easy to talk to?

Zuo Hong is not stupid, so he must understand that it is not that simple.

He frowned and asked, "How much did you give to the Xiao family?"

Seeing that grandpa was about to ask, Zuo Yang thought to himself that this matter could not be hidden, so he simply said it all.

Zuo Hong's face was dark and his whole body was trembling with anger.

He didn't expect that he just borrowed 20,000 yuan, and in just over four years, he actually paid back 66,000 yuan.

It's simply outrageous!

"Master, why are you angry? I'll sell two spiritual medicines for this little money, and it's enough."

Zuo Yang smiled, walked behind Zuo Hong, massaged his shoulders, and said with a smile.

Zuo Hong sighed and didn't say anything.

Zuo Yang laughed and said, "Master, I may make money now. We will build the largest house in the ditch in the future, so that they can all look down on you."

"You little monkey, just comfort me."

Zuo Hong's brows stretched a little, and his mood finally improved a lot.

Zuo Yang took the opportunity to change the topic and said, "Who does our family still owe? I have paid it back together, and I always owe it."
To be continued...