Chapter 7 debt collectors and debtors

debt collectors and debtors Import Yang Hailin Alas, God started peeing again. The debt collector had already had breakfast at this time, but his wife was still in bed. His wife isn't a slob, she's mad at Mr. Debt Collector.Twenty years ago—that is, when they were still human—the debtor ghost owed them a huge amount of money, which was not a small sum of money. Mr. debt collector has not recovered after all these years , You said, can she not be angry? "Honey, eat something quickly, or you will become a starving ghost." The debt collector said cautiously as he brought a plate of freshly fried veal steak.

His wife buried her head in the quilt and ignored him at all. While the debt collector was shining his shoes, he called his wife again. His wife still ignored him. The veal steak he fried was so cold that it was as hard as a piece of iron. The debt collector was very depressed. He took an umbrella and walked out of the house sullenly. After ten minutes, he started to make a phone call at home. "This is Mr. Debt Collector's house. Tell me, who are you looking for?" The debt collector's wife asked politely. This shows that the wife of Mr. Debt Collector has already woken up. Judging from her confident tone, Mr. Debt Collector is sure that his wife has already eaten his fried veal steak. Mr. Debt Collector is relieved. It meant that his wife was not angry with him anymore, so he hurriedly made a promise to his wife in a low voice: "Today, I will definitely pay back the debt owed to us by the debtor."

"Well," his wife replied simply, "if you can't get it back, you don't want to come back." His wife hung up the phone with a bang. "Oh, it's hard to collect debts." The debt collector sighed again. A taxi stopped in front of Mr. Debt Collector Ghost with a "crack". The driver rolled down the window and was about to say hello to the debt collector, but was immediately drenched by the heavy rain outside the car: "Do you want to take a taxi? Go to collect debts Ghost house, right?" Alas, Mr. Debt Collection Ghost goes out to collect debts every day, you see, the driver recognizes him.

Mr. Debt Collector shrank his neck and got into the car, and then he had the courage to call the debtor: "Excuse me, are you up yet?" The debtor ghost was very enthusiastic about answering the phone: "Not yet, why, you came out? Oh, you are so early, I want to educate my son as a model of you. I want to tell him, the morning bug The bird gets the bird, no, the early bird gets the worm. You're the early bird, so you're a debt collector." It was like this every time, when the debt-paying ghost saw Mr. debt-collecting ghost, he would chatter endlessly, changing from passive to active.

This time Mr. Debt Collector didn't want to be fooled. He politely reminded the debtor: "Now, what are you thinking about while lying on the bed?" The debt collector means: You have to think about the debt you owe me. "Oh, you're so smart, I think it has a lot to do with your getting up early-the air in the morning is good, you've inhaled so much good air, can you still be smart?" Satisfied with this nonsense, you see, he giggled on the other end of the phone. "Please, stop talking nonsense to me, okay?" The debt collector almost wanted to hang himself after hearing what the debtor ghost said.

"I'm thinking about what to eat this morning—do you think I should eat eggs and milk, or should I eat fried dough sticks with sesame seeds and a bowl of bone soup? How about we eat together, my treat—how about raw fried veal steak Sample?" "You have the money to treat me to a raw fried veal steak, but you don't have the money to pay my debts?" The debt collector finally roared this time, his saliva was so loud that he almost sneaked into the debtor's house along the telephone line, The debtor ghost drowned alive, oh no, he can't die, he hasn't paid his debts yet.

"Don't get excited, it's not good for your body, besides, I thought about it in bed, oh, you rich people are allowed to eat raw fried veal steak, but we poor ghosts don't allow it even if you think about it? "The debtor ghost lifted the quilt and sat up from the bed, "I won't tell you anymore, my time is precious, and besides, my phone bill is also very expensive." The debtor ghost unceremoniously cut off the phone, and the debt collector could only hear blind voices beeping. "Oh, why is it so difficult to collect a debt?" the debt collector said sadly.

A long time ago—well, when they were still alive—the debt collector and the debtor were very good friends, both poor country boys.Later, the debt collector went to the city and opened a grocery store, and he started to get rich.He has money, but his life is not happy. The debt collector thinks of the happy days he and the debtor were in the country, and he starts to miss the debtor. It's a few hundred dollars a day--decided to close the shop and go to the country where the debtor lives to visit him. Although the debtor ghost is poor, he lives happily. The debt collector mistakenly thinks that his unhappiness is because he has a lot of money, so he decides to lend all his money to the debtor. At that time, he made a small calculation: if he has no money, he will still be unhappy , then collect the debt from the debtor, and he should be an unhappy rich man himself.

The debtor ghost is happier when he has money, and he spends it quickly. But what about the debt collector, hehe, he is still not happy. He began to worry about when the debtor would pay him off. "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, have you heard the story of Yugong Yishan? Even if I can't pay back your money, I will give birth to a lot of sons. When I die, I will make a will for them to pay back. If not, they will give birth to more sons, and they will make a will to let my grandchildren pay back..." The debtor ghost said confidently. "You don't itch if you have too many lice and don't worry about your debts." The debt collector regretted that he hadn't thought carefully at the beginning, "I beg you, brother, please pay me back some first."

"Well, that's fine." The debtor ghost pointed to a chick in his house confidently and said, "Just wait a few more days, when it grows up and can lay eggs, I promise to give you a chick every day." Eggs, how about the price, just give it as you see.” The debt collector almost fainted: "You have to pay it back in the year of the donkey! Besides, you are a rooster at all, how can you lay eggs?" "You don't understand now—it can't find a wife when it grows up, can't its wife not lay eggs?" But the debt collector's chicken hadn't reached the age to find a wife, and the debt collector died. He was so mad at the debtor's words.

Fortunately, the debtor ghost also died the next day. He thought that once the debt collector ghost died, all the debts he owed would be written off, and he was so happy. Bang bang bang. The debt-collecting ghost knocks on the door of the debt-paying ghost's house. But the debtor ghost is not at home. "Then I'll just sit here, I'll just wait here, can't I wait?" The debt collector was as angry as a frog, but after being rejected by the debtor ghost, hehe, his anger was gone, and he spoke weakly. said the debtor's wife. "That's up to you." The debtor's wife took a glass bottle on the broken sofa, unscrewed the lid and took a deep breath, "It's so good, it smells like raw fried veal steak." The belly of the debtor's wife was originally so flat that her chest was pressed against her back, but now it's stretched like a ball. "Have you eaten? Do you want some too?" The debtor's wife politely handed the empty glass bottle to the debt collector. "Have you eaten breakfast?" the debt collector asked cautiously. "Yes, I'm going out to do a coolie today, so I smoked a little more, so as not to starve sometimes." The debtor's wife said shyly. "If I take a sip, will you take my money?" The debt collector thought the empty bottle was amazing, and he really wanted to try it. "Have you seen someone else? How can I collect your money after taking a sip? Just treat it as my husband's invitation to you." The debtor's wife said generously. "Then I still can't smoke. Thank you for treating me so warmly. I really ate it at home." The debt collector doesn't want to be fooled by this. He won't smoke without the debtor's consent. "Okay, sit down for a while, I have to go to work." The debtor's wife said and was about to go out. "Why, it's raining so much outside, and you don't have an umbrella? There's so much water on the ground, and you still have bare feet? You're going to get sick." The debt collector grabbed the debtor's wife and said. "It's okay, as long as you feel happy in your heart, you will avoid us if you have problems." The debtor's wife said. "So, the door of your house is not locked? Are you not afraid that I will steal it?" "Hee hee, there is nothing worth stealing in our house—oh, that empty glass bottle just now, please take care of it for us." As soon as the debtor's wife left, Mr. debt collector began to look at the empty glass bottle curiously. He remembered that when the debtor's wife smelled the air in the bottle, her flat stomach suddenly swelled up, as if she It's really like eating raw fried veal steak. what on earth is this kind of happenings? Mr. Debt Collector secretly unscrewed the bottle cap. He also sniffed the air in the bottle. "How stupid I am," Mr. Debt Collector Gui suddenly felt enlightened, "How stupid I am, I only know how to collect debts, and I lose all my happiness in the process of collecting debts every day." Mr. Debt Collector immediately had the urge to go home. He wants his wife to smell the air in the bottle, so that she won't worry about not being able to pay her debts all day long. When he came home with the bottle, his wife was sitting in front of a mirror, angry. "Honey, I'll bring you back a good thing. With this thing, you will never have any unhappy things in your life." The debt collector excitedly unscrewed the bottle cap, "Try it! " "It's getting more and more stupid. An empty bottle was sent back by the debtor ghost? You said in the morning that you would definitely get the debt back today. Where is the debt you want to get back?" Well, the empty bottle was knocked down by his wife and broke. The air contained in the bottle diffuses. "Oh, dear, I'm really sorry, didn't I scare you?" The debt collector's wife must have smelled the air in the bottle, she rubbed her chubby hands in embarrassment, and blushed because of her anger just now . "No, no, my dear, let's have a dance!" The wife's behavior is really different from usual, which made Mr. debt collector panic, he gritted his teeth, and decided to give it a try - he and his wife hadn't danced for many years Yes, if his wife is really willing to dance with him, he will definitely feel that he is the happiest ghost in the world. "Oh, honey, you are so romantic, what are we waiting for?" The debt collector's wife stretched out her arms, waiting delicately for him to hold her. They danced happily. At this time, the door of their house was knocked loudly. The debtor ghost came with a large sum of money. He wants to get back his happiness. ——In that bottle, there is an air called happiness.