mtl008 Chapter 397 Usury
Chapter 397 Usury
Du Yaobang's voice sounded like it was being squeezed out from between his teeth.
"You need money? What do you need money for? I just took money from your mother yesterday."
Zhao Ming was furious and wanted nothing more than to go up to him and slap him.
"Useless! What can you do besides ask for money?"
Zhao Ming glanced at him and then turned his head away, afraid that looking at him for too long would hurt his eyes.
Du Hehua even dared to glare at people when she heard her son being scolded.
Seeing my baby's frantic state and his sudden demand for money made me panic.
She stepped forward and grabbed Du Yaobang's hand, "Son! Tell your mother, has something happened?"
Du Hehua spoke with concern, but Du Yaobang remained silent.
"Tell me! Were you bullied?"
Du Yaobang shook his head frantically, his eyes darting away, just repeating the same thing over and over.
"Never mind that! Give me the money! Give me the money now! Take as much as you can! Otherwise... otherwise it will be too late!"
Du Yaobang was so anxious that he jumped up and down, cold sweat pouring down his forehead and soaking his hair.
"What do you mean 'mind your own business'! You didn't even tell me why you wanted the money..."
Du Hehua was both anxious and angry, and her voice involuntarily rose. Her family didn't have much money to begin with, and she was further angered by his attitude.
"If you don't tell me, then you don't have it!"
Du Hehua turned and walked back into the house, while Zhao Ming remained standing there without moving.
I just felt that Du Yaobang's reaction was a bit off.
Someone who's on the verge of death must be in trouble.
"What happened? Tell me now! Or I'll break your legs!"
Startled by his father's shout, Du Yaobang trembled, and the fear that had been building up in his heart broke down in an instant.
With a thud, she collapsed to the ground, clutching her head and sobbing uncontrollably.
"I'll tell you! I'll tell you! I owe the gambling den money! A lot! They... their people chased me to the school! They said if I don't pay back the money, they'll chop off my hand! They'll even report me to the school officials! Father! Mother! Please save me! Give me the money quickly!"
As Du Yaobang spoke, he knelt down and walked to Zhao Ming.
He was kicked away by Zhao Ming.
"A gambling...gambling den?!"
Du Hehua was struck dumb, her face drained of color, and she staggered out of the house.
His face was filled with disbelief.
Just as the neighbor heard the noise and was about to stand on the wall,
With a stern face, Zhao Ming grabbed Du Yaobang from the ground and threw him back into the house.
"You went gambling?! How dare you go to a place like that? Huh? Haven't you always been at school? Where did you get the money to gamble? You're lying to me, aren't you?"
Du Hehua suddenly lunged forward, grabbed Du Yaobang's shoulders, and shook him violently.
It seems they wanted to shake the lie apart.
Zhao Ming's vision went black. "You still have the nerve to ask? Every time he asked for money, you gave it to him without a second thought. Now look what's happened, you've stirred up such a huge mess."
Zhao Ming gritted his teeth and said in a very low voice.
They were afraid that outsiders would overhear them.
"It's true... I stole the money my family had saved to buy a boat..."
Before he could finish speaking, Du Yaobang was kicked again.
"Oh! So it was you who stole it."
Zhao Ming was furious. Last year's harvest was good, and he had finally saved up some money, planning to buy a small boat by the end of this year.
Before the money could even be held onto, it disappeared.
They thought Xiao Jun had stolen it, so they beat her half to death.
I only found out now that he was such a beast!
Zhao Ming sneered, recalling how he had acted as if he were concerned for his sister when Xiao Jun was beaten last year, constantly trying to persuade her.
It turns out he was just feeling guilty.
"Why did you hit him? That's all in the past..."
Du Hehua protected her, but her expression seemed unnatural.
Zhao Ming immediately understood, "Idiot, you're just protecting this good-for-nothing!"
Zhao Ming snorted coldly and sat on the bed, looking like he didn't want to get involved anymore.
"What do you think you need money for this time?"
Du Hehua forced herself to remain calm as she looked at her son kneeling on the ground.
"Later...later I won a little...I thought if I gambled a few more times I could earn more, and you and my father wouldn't have to work so hard anymore...but I lost more and more...so...so I borrowed money at exorbitant interest rates...I never expected..."
"Interest rates?"
Upon hearing those three words, Du Hehua's vision went black, her body swayed, and she collapsed to the ground.