Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

Ma Hongzhi left in disgrace. Before leaving, he didn't say anything harsh. He just glanced at Zhao Wenhao silently, as if he wanted to engrave his shadow in his mind.

Zhao Wenhao could imagine that Ma Hongzhi's hatred for him had reached its peak. He had just arrived here and didn't want to cause trouble. But the problem was, if he really encountered such a thing, he would not back down.

He is no longer the cowardly Zhao Wenhao he used to be. The word "responsibility" has always been in his heart.

"What should we do? 3000 yuan, where can we find 3000 yuan?" Zhao Aiguo covered his forehead with his hands, furious but helpless.

Not only him, Wei Chunlan also looked at Zhao Wenhao with a worried look on her face. She wanted to say something but didn't know how to start.

Zhao Wenjing came closer, tugged at Zhao Wenhao's sleeve, and said firmly, "Wenhao, don't worry. I'll handle this matter myself. I don't believe they can still eat me."

With Zhao Wenjing's personality, how could she possibly handle such a thing? If she really let it go, she might be bullied by that scumbag Ma Hongzhi.

Of course, Zhao Wenhao would not let her come forward. Since this matter was caused by him, he would naturally be the one to deal with it.

3000 yuan seems like a lot for rural people today, but Zhao Wenhao doesn't think so. He believes that with his own ability, he can earn 3000 yuan quickly.

The only problem now is time. He doesn't know whether the Ma family will give him this time.

If the other party insists on paying the money back immediately, he really has no other options. The only option is to play dirty and delay paying the money later.

But in this case, reason is not on their side.

Since he had to deal with it, Zhao Wenhao certainly hoped to handle the matter satisfactorily, rather than being gossiped about or even having to beg the Ma family in a humble manner.

"Sister, it's not convenient for you to come forward in this matter. Just trust me, I will take care of it." Zhao Wenhao patted Zhao Wenjing's hand comfortingly, then turned to Wei Chunlan and said, "Mom, is the matchmaker Zhao Jianmin, our village accountant? While it's still early, take me over so I can talk to him."

Wei Chunlan didn't know whether to be happy or sad when her son, who had always been timid, suddenly became so decisive.

"Wenhao, 3000 yuan. If we cancel the engagement, the Ma family will definitely force us to pay it back. What are we going to do? All our family members can only come up with 100 yuan at most. Even if we sell the two half-grown piglets in the pigpen, it won't bring us much!"

After saying this, Wei Chunlan looked at Zhao Aiguo, who was standing aside and didn't dare to say anything, with dissatisfaction. It was Zhao Aiguo who lost his daughter's betrothal money, which led to his inability to pay it back now.

Unfortunately, although Wei Chunlan resented it, she did not dare to challenge Zhao Aiguo. She had married into the Zhao family because of his good looks, but after giving birth to the baby, she finally realized Zhao Aiguo's character.

Unfortunately, the matter was done and she could only grit her teeth and swallow it.

"Let's go, go there early, it's getting late." Zhao Wenhao didn't want to explain too much. Things had to be done, and they had to be done quickly.

Under Zhao Wenhao's insistence, Wei Chunlan had no choice but to go out. As for Zhao Aiguo, he was scared again and didn't dare to go out.

Zhao Wenhao didn't expect this nominal father to do anything, as long as he didn't cause trouble.

"Is his third uncle at home?"

"Who is it? Oh, it's Chunlan! Come in quickly, Jianmin is drinking with the Party Secretary. Wenhao is here too? I heard that you were beaten up this morning. How are you? Who beat you up? Are you okay?"

"Aunt San, I'm fine now. Come over to talk to Uncle San about something."

Zhao Wenhao followed Wei Chunlan into Zhao Jianmin's home. In terms of seniority, Zhao Jianmin and Zhao Aiguo are of the same generation, so Zhao Wenhao calls him his third uncle.

There are more than one hundred households in Zhaojiayu, most of whom have the surname Zhao. They are all related to each other as they have the same ancestors.

Although Zhao Aiguo is not welcome in the village, Wei Chunlan has a good temper, so she gets along well with her neighbors and villagers.

Many people sympathize with Wei Chunlan's experience, but after all, it is someone else's family affair, so naturally they won't ask too many questions.

"Who's looking for me?"

A loud voice came from the main hall, and at the same time a middle-aged man of medium build walked out. He was the village accountant Zhao Jianmin.

"His third uncle, it's me, Chunlan." Wei Chunlan lowered her eyebrows, forced a smile, and walked up to him.

Zhao Wenhao followed behind and called out to Zhao Jianmin, "Uncle San, it's me. Sorry to bother you, I have something to tell you."

"Oh, it's Chunlan and Wenhao!" As the sky gradually darkened, Zhao Jianmin smiled after seeing who they were. He stepped forward and greeted them, "Come in quickly. Have you eaten yet? The Party Secretary and I are having a drink together. Would you like to join us?"

When Wei Chunlan heard that Zhao Yuanchao was there too, she felt a little embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

Zhao Wenhao didn't care about all this, and he also hoped to get the support of the villagers.

So he took Wei Chunlan and followed Zhao Jianmin into the main room.

"Second uncle, you are here too." Zhao Wenhao took the initiative to greet Zhao Yuanchao who was sitting at the dining table in the main hall.

As the village party secretary for seven or eight years, Zhao Yuanchao naturally held a certain amount of prestige in the village. He was somewhat surprised to see Zhao Wenhao, whom he rarely saw, greet him so naturally.

However, he didn't say much, but nodded at the two of them.

Since the other person came to see Zhao Jianmin, he certainly would not interfere and ask about anything.

Zhao Jianmin immediately sat down and invited Wei Chunlan and her son to sit down as well.

Seeing the presence of the village party secretary, Wei Chunlan felt a little restrained and did not dare to sit down. Instead, she glanced at her son.

Although Zhao Wenhao didn't sit down, he walked forward and said to Zhao Jianmin, "Third uncle, I came to see you mainly because of my sister's matter. Our family has discussed it and plans to cancel the engagement with Ma Hongzhi.

You are our elder and their matchmaker, so I have come here with a thick face to discuss with you how to handle this matter. Don't worry, I will definitely not embarrass you. "

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jianmin looked at Zhao Wenhao in surprise, "Did your whole family discuss this? Did Aiguo also agree?"

Obviously Zhao Jianmin was aware of the situation of Zhao Wenhao's family, but he was indeed surprised that this matter was brought up by Wei Chunlan and Zhao Wenhao.

Their two families lived not far from each other, and Zhao Jianmin knew the family's character too well.

"It's already been discussed, I'm sure." Zhao Wenhao could probably guess what Zhao Jianmin was thinking, so he nodded firmly. "Ma Hongzhi is a scumbag. My sister marrying such a man is like walking into a pit of fire. I can't agree to it."

"Are you sure?" Zhao Jianmin looked at the young man in front of him with confusion and asked curiously.

"Yes, I'm grown up now. I'll be the one making the decisions for this family from now on." Zhao Wenhao said again with certainty, "So, I still need to trouble you, Third Uncle, to discuss the final solution with the other party."