bullyxtreme Chapter 666 Pawnshop 3
Chapter 666 Pawnshop 3
Chapter 666 Pawnshop No. 9 Part
After buying the house, Mo Fang and Li Daya took Mo Ling and Mo Fang out while Mo Jianye was at work, and the three of them moved into the newly bought house.
Mo Fang only gave Li Daya 5500 yuan out of the 500 yuan he had left, and saved the remaining 5000 yuan. Suddenly, he had a large sum of money, and Mo Fang was afraid that they would be targeted by others, so he would give them the saved money when needed.
After arranging things for Li Daya, her mother and daughter, Mo Fang returned to Pawnshop No. 9. Xinsheng was watching over the shop. Zhang Xintong left and transformed herself into Li Daya and went to Mo Jianye's home.
Mo Jianye worked in a machinery factory and ate in the factory cafeteria at noon instead of going home. Zhang Xintong arrived at noon. Their house was the factory's staff dormitory, about 40 square meters. Although it was pitifully small, it was considered pretty good at that time.
The first thing Zhang Xintong did when she got home was to look for the money. Mo Jianye hid it so deeply that it was difficult for a thief to find it. Unfortunately, he met Zhang Xintong. No matter how secretly he hid it, it was all found out.
The cash and the deposit certificate were placed in a box, with 2300 on the deposit certificate. Zhang Xintong had asked about Li Daya's family situation and learned that Mo Jianye's monthly salary was about 50, which should be 2300 to a year. The on the passbook should be his savings over the years.
The deposit certificates at that time were not real-name based, so one could withdraw the money just by showing the deposit certificate. Zhang Xintong naturally accepted the money in the deposit certificate.
There was more than 2000 yuan in cash in the box, which should be the betrothal money of Mo Ling and Mo Fang. Mo Jianye had not deposited it yet.
In addition to the deposit certificate and money, there was also a gold ring, a silver bracelet, the family's household registration book, and proof of the marriage relationship between Mo Jianye and Li Daya, which was equivalent to a marriage certificate.
Zhang Xintong put the savings certificate, money, gold ring and silver bracelet into the space, and confiscated the household registration book and marriage certificate. She didn't want to divorce yet. How could she beat Mo Jianye in the divorce? Domestic violence was not illegal here, but beating him after the divorce would be illegal. Zhang Xintong was determined not to divorce him until she made him lose everything and beg for a divorce.
She took the deposit slip to the bank to withdraw the money. She did not use Li Daya's appearance, but changed to an ordinary look to withdraw the money.
The bank staff didn't ask any questions and happily withdrew the money. Zhang Xintong went home after withdrawing the money. It was almost time for Mo Jianye to get off work, and she sat on a stool waiting.
When Mo Jianye got home, he didn't smell the delicious food. He saw Li Daya sitting there motionless, and he was furious.
"What the hell are you thinking? Do you want to die without cooking?"
Zhang Xintong looked at Mo Jianye carefully. Not only was he tall and strong, but his angry look was also quite scary.
Zhang Xintong replied casually
"I don't want to do it"
Mo Jianye has a bad temper. Even if no one provokes him, he will hit people when he is angry, not to mention Zhang Xintong's provocative attitude.
He angrily punched Zhang Xintong with full force. If it was Li Daya, she would have been knocked to the ground in an instant, but Zhang Xintong caught Mo Jianye's fist lightly, twisted it with her backhand, and a scream was heard.
Mo Jianye hugged his arms and howled on the ground. Zhang Xintong kicked him a few more times. Mo Jianye was sweating profusely in pain. Zhang Xintong sat back on the stool and did not continue to beat him. To punish a domestic violence man, it is fun to beat him every day. It would be boring to kill him all at once.
Mo Jianye glared at Zhang Xintong fiercely
"Li Daya, if you dare to hit me, I will kill you, do you believe it?"
Zhang Xintong smiled contemptuously
"If you don't believe me, come here!"
Mo Jianye endured the pain and walked into the kitchen, coming out with a kitchen knife in his hand.
"Li Daya, I'll give you one more chance, kneel down obediently."
Mo Jianye dared to hit Li Daya, but he didn't dare to kill her. He just wanted to scare Li Daya.
Zhang Xintong stood up and walked over. Mo Jianye was forced into a corner. Zhang Xintong reached out and grabbed the kitchen knife and chopped it on the wall next to Mo Jianye's head. Mo Jianye was scared, really scared this time. He thought Li Daya was crazy.
Zhang Xintong smiled sinisterly
"Mo Jianye, guess who will kill whom first?"
Mo Jianye looked at Zhang Xintong, who was like a plague god, and screamed, and was so scared that he almost wet his pants.
The building was not soundproof, and the neighbors on both sides were colleagues from the machinery factory. Several people stood at the door of the Mo family to watch the fun. Zhang Xintong could hear the discussions outside without opening the door.
"The Mo family has a minor fight every three days and a major fight every five days. It's really non-stop."
"Who said it wasn't? I wonder what Li Daya did to make Mo Jianye unhappy?"
"Should we try to persuade him?"
"Forget it! There's no point in trying to persuade him. He'll still get beaten."
A young man standing at the edge of the crowd said:
"Listen, the sound is wrong?"
"What's wrong with that sound?"
"The screaming came from Mo Jianye, not Li Daya."
A few people listened carefully and found that it was indeed Mo Jianye's voice.
"What's going on? Could that softie Li Daya possibly be able to fight back?"
An old lady said mysteriously:
"I heard that Mo Jianye accepted a betrothal gift from Zhao Dagang, the workshop director, and is planning to marry Mo Ling to him in a week. He also accepted a betrothal gift from Chen Zhi, the butcher at the meat processing plant, and is planning to marry Mo Fang to him in ten days."
"What? Workshop Director Zhao Dagang? Didn't that man's wife just die? Even though his family said she died of illness, everyone knows that he beat her to death."
"Chen Zhi, the butcher at the meat processing plant, isn't a good guy either. Not only is he a big, strong man, but I heard he's having an affair with a widow who has a five or six-year-old son. If his mother hadn't objected, he would have married the widow and become a father right away."
"No wonder the soft-hearted Li Daya fought back. It seems she's risking her life for her two daughters."
"Yes, yes, yes. Otherwise, how can we say that a mother is strong?"
"But I heard Mo Jianye scream miserably, I hope no one is dead!"
"Let's knock on the door and see if anyone gets killed."
"Yes, yes, don't kill anyone."
Several people knocked on Mo Jianye's door, and Zhang Xintong walked over and opened it.
"Are you guys okay?"
The people outside the door were all neighbors and people from upstairs and downstairs. Two gossipy people peeked into the house and saw Mo Jianye kneeling by the wall.
"We heard scary screams in the house, so we knocked on the door and asked."
Although these neighbors tried to persuade Mo Jianye, he remained unmoved. Most people were just there to watch the show, and few were genuinely interested.
"It's okay, we just need to exchange feelings as a couple."
Seeing that Mo Jianye was fine and Li Daya had a bad attitude, the few people did not dare to meddle and went home.
Zhang Xintong closed the door and came to Mo Jianye
"What? Why don't you go cook? Who are you waiting for?"
Mo Jianye was frightened by Zhang Xintong. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to resist and went into the kitchen to cook.
Mo Jianye cooked before he got married, but he had never been into the kitchen in the 20 years since he married Li Daya. Suddenly, the sound of ping-pong was heard from the kitchen.
There was nothing delicious to eat at that time. Mo Jianye stewed some rice, fried some shredded potatoes, and cut some pickled radish. The taste was neither good nor bad, just barely edible.