A car accident, our family of three crossed

When Zhang Dazhuang returned home and saw the people from the gambling house, he subconsciously turned around and wanted to run away.

However, the people in the gambling house spotted him quickly, chased him out, brought him back, threw him into the yard, and started beating him up.

After the beating, amid Zhang Dazhuang's screams and howls, the leader waved his hands and the other thugs stopped kicking and hitting.

At this time, Zhang Dazhuang's face was bruised and swollen, tears were streaming down his face, and he kept shouting and begging for mercy. He looked as miserable as he could be.

The leader squatted down, patted Zhang Dazhuang's swollen face, and said with a grin: "Zhang Dazhuang, you are quite good at hiding. You owe us money. Even if you hide to the horizon, I can still find you."

Then he stood up, stepped on Zhang Dazhuang, and said lazily: "How long do you plan to delay paying the money you owe to our gambling house?"

"Uncle, uncle, please give me a little more time. I will definitely be able to collect the money and return it to the gambling house. Please give me a few more days." After being beaten up, Zhang Dazhuang kept begging for mercy.

In the yard, the Zhang family, including Hang's mother, were so frightened by this group of ferocious thugs that they huddled in a corner, not daring to make a sound.

At first they wanted to argue, but under the fierce gazes of the thugs, they shrank back and could only watch Zhang Dazhuang being beaten into a pig's head without daring to say a word.

"We have a rule in our gambling house. If you don't pay back the money, you have to chop off a hand. Today I'm bringing people to your door. You can either take the money back or take a hand back."

As the leader spoke, he had someone hold down Zhang Dazhuang's right hand. Then he pulled out a dagger and gestured around, as if he was thinking about where to start.

Zhang Dazhuang looked at the dagger waving at his arm, his face turned pale with fear, fearing that the other party would chop off his hand the next moment. He screamed, "No, no, sir, sir, I have an idea. I know where to get the money. Please, don't cripple my hand."

"Oh? Really? Tell me, where are you going to get the money?" the leader asked with interest.

Zhang Dazhuang watched the dagger move away from his arm, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He said quickly, "I have a cousin in Shangtang Village. My cousin has money. He has a lot of money. If you find him, he will definitely help. He is a scholar and cares about his reputation. He will not leave his relatives in danger without helping them."

The leader was silent for a moment, and seemed a little moved. "How do I know if you are fooling me?"

Zhang Dazhuang said quickly: "I wouldn't dare to fool you even if I had a hundred guts. If you don't believe me, you can bring people with me tomorrow."

The leader sneered, waved his hand and asked people to let go of Zhang Dazhuang, then warned: "Okay, then I'll give you another day. You dare not play tricks on me, so stay at home honestly and lead the way for me tomorrow."

Zhang Dazhuang got up from the ground in a panic, nodded and said, "Yes, yes, thank you, sir. Thank you, sir. I will definitely not go anywhere tomorrow. I will wait for you at home."

He didn't even think about running away. Not only could he not escape, but if he ran and was caught, he would really have no chance of getting his hand back.

In addition, he also had his own little plans in mind. He thought that taking these people to find Hang Shuheng would have a deterrent effect.

Maybe when Hang Shuheng saw those fierce thugs in the gambling house, he couldn't stand the intimidation and would spit out the silver.

The leader sighed, waved his hand, and planned to evacuate with his men.

Even after being beaten, Zhang Dazhuang still had to put on a smile and limped the man to the door.

Just as the group arrived at the door, Zhang Cuiju, with disheveled clothes, came in humming a tune and trotting like a madman, and by chance, she bumped into the leader.

Even though Zhang Cuiju was a little crazy now, her figure was still good. The leader touched her with bad intentions, but she did not resist.

So, he simply hugged her in his arms and teased her, "Young lady, please watch out when you walk. You hurt me, do you know that?"

Zhang Dazhuang, who was standing by, saw this and rolled his eyes. He smiled and walked over to flatter him, "Master, this is my sister. She was sick a while ago and her mind is a little confused. But my sister has a great figure. If you like her, why not let her serve you for once?"

The leader started to touch Zhang Cuiju with an obscene smile, while his men whistled in an ambiguous manner.

Seeing the atmosphere become like this, Zhang Dazhuang led his men into the house to do the job. They couldn't just do it in the yard in front of so many people.

A quarter of an hour later, the leader came out of the house, arranging his clothes as he walked, "You have a really good figure, sister. I am very satisfied."

"I'm glad to serve you. Master, goodbye." Zhang Dazhuang nodded with every step and respectfully sent these plague gods out the door.

Only after the people from the gambling house left did the Zhang family dare to speak. Zhang Youcai picked up a broom and hit Zhang Dazhuang, "You bastard, you're here to block the door again, right? How much money do you owe the gambling house? You let people come to your door like this, are you trying to implicate your whole family?"

Zhang Dazhuang had already been beaten up, and now he was beaten by Zhang Youcai, which made the pain even worse.

"Oh, Dad, please stop hitting me. I don't want to do this either. It's just that my luck is so bad."

Hang's mother also came over and said, "What did you mean by what you said to those people just now? You still want to take people to find Shuheng to ask for the money, right? You owed money to the gambling house, why do you want to ask my son for it?"

"Aunt, you are still thinking about your son coming to take you back! But you don't know that your son has become rich a long time ago. He now has a carriage to ride when he goes out, and he has also bought a large piece of land in the village and is going to build a workshop in the village."

Zhang Dazhuang laughed sarcastically and said, "I guess they've become rich and have long forgotten that you, their biological mother, are still living a hard life in your natal family. I would say that they never planned to take you back, and you're the only one who's still thinking about it."

"No, it's impossible. Shuheng said that he will come to take me back after he convinces the clan leader. Stop stirring up trouble here." Hang's mother retorted subconsciously, but her tone did not seem so firm.

"Stop daydreaming, aunt. If you don't believe me, come with us to Shangtang Village tomorrow and you'll find out."

Zhang Dazhuang thought that if he brought Hang's mother along to play the victim, he would definitely be able to control Hang Shuheng. He had to make a big fuss about this, the more people who knew about it, the better.

Abandoning his biological mother was a scandal for a scholar. He didn't believe that Hang Shuheng didn't care about his reputation at all. As long as he cared about his reputation, he would be willing to pay money to settle the matter.