Siheyuan: The wife pays off the husband's debt, Huairu's mentality collapses

As soon as Su Mu finished speaking, there was an uproar in the yard.

The neighbors' eyes turned to Yan Bugui and discussions arose.

Yan Bugui was well-known for being stingy. He would spend every penny carefully. It was not impossible for him to behave like this.

Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai's face became even uglier.

He wanted to use this opportunity to establish his prestige, but he didn't expect things to develop to this point.

He glared at Su Mu, his tone full of threats: "Su Mu, how can you be so rude? Slandering others without any evidence is not the style of our courtyard!"

But Su Mu did not back down. He insisted on his position: "Yi Zhonghai, I am not without evidence. I just expressed my suspicion. The truth needs to be investigated clearly."

"If I have wronged Uncle San, I am willing to apologize; but if Uncle San really did this, he should be held accountable for his actions."

Yan Bugui was extremely anxious when he saw the bad situation. He couldn't let his 1000 yuan go to waste like this. That was the hard-earned money he had saved by cutting back on his expenses.

So he quickly grabbed Yi Zhonghai's sleeve and said with tears in his eyes: "Old Yi, you know that I have lived frugally all my life. This 1000 yuan means nothing to me."

"I paid a deposit to Sumu, but he refused to acknowledge it. I was so anxious that I even coughed up blood!"

As he spoke, he started coughing violently again.

Sure enough, he coughed up a large pool of blood, and this scene shocked everyone present.

Seeing this, the third aunt was even more panicked. She hurried forward to support Yan Bugui, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Yi Zhonghai pleadingly: "Old Yi, our Old Yan has been friends with you for so many years, you must make the decision for him!"

"If we lose this money, how will our family survive?"

Yi Zhonghai frowned, feeling mixed emotions as he watched the scene in front of him.

He turned to look at Su Mu, with a tone that left no room for doubt: "Su Mu, look, Old Yan is now coughing up blood and his body is in such a state. Don't you plan to return the money to the Third Uncle? It's not reasonable to do this!"

Su Mu did not show any sign of panic when he heard this.

"It's ridiculous. I didn't ask Uncle San to pay."

At this moment, Jia Zhang took advantage of the situation. She was already dissatisfied with Su Mu, and now seeing Yan Bugui coughing up blood, she felt that there was an opportunity.

So she shouted loudly: "Sumu, you little bastard, you are such a jinx! Not only did you kill my Dongxu, but now you want to kill my uncle too? Look at you, you have made the courtyard so chaotic, everyone is scared of you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone took a step back, fearing that they would really be contaminated by Su Mu's "bad luck".

However, Su Mu was not defeated by these words. Instead, he sneered and looked at Jia Zhang.

"Aunt Jia, what you said is really ridiculous. I, Sumu, have never done anything to let anyone down in Siheyuan, let alone say anything like 'death curse'."

"You, on the other hand, always accuse me without any reason. Do you really not feel any guilt at all?"

After Su Mu firmly stated his position, Jia Zhang's face turned pale in an instant. She was so angry that it seemed as if all the blood in her body had rushed to her head.

She pointed at Su Mu, her fingers trembling, her voice sharp and piercing: "Su Mu, you are such a heartless person! Not only do you not admit your mistakes, you are also quibbling here!"

"My Dongxu's death, and Uncle San's current situation, are all related to you! You are a jinx, bringing disaster to people wherever you go!"

Yan Bugui was listening at the side and was also extremely anxious, for he was afraid that his money would be wasted.

So, he continued to ask Sumu for the deposit, with a pleading tone in his voice: "Sumu, I beg you, just give me the money. I saved this money with great difficulty. Without it, how can our family survive!"

However, Su Mu seemed to disagree. He shook his head slightly, and said calmly and firmly: "Uncle, what you said is wrong. My money is from the steel mill, and they will not pay until they see the pork."

"Now that I haven't seen the pork, I naturally can't give you the money. Besides, as I said, the pig seller might be a liar. We should work together to find him and get the deposit back."

Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai laughed in his heart. He deliberately pretended to be worried about Su Mu, but in fact he wanted to put Su Mu into a more embarrassing situation.

"Sumu, look at the current situation. The Third Uncle and Jia Zhang are so excited. You should return the money to the Third Uncle first."

"After all, we are all neighbors. We'll see each other every day. Why make things so awkward? Let's also apologize to the Jia family. After all, they're not in a good mood right now."

When Su Mu heard this, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect Yi Zhonghai to be so insidious and actually want to force him in this way.

"You want me to apologize? You really want to kill two birds with one stone! You want me to apologize to the Jia family and compensate the Third Master."

"However, I, Su Mu, am upright in my actions. I will admit my mistakes if I am wrong, but I will never admit them if I am not wrong! You want me to apologize to the Jia family? Unless I die!"

Yi Zhonghai's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to his peacemaker look.

"Sumu, don't get excited. I was just talking, I didn't really ask you to apologize. Now that the facts are in front of you, you should return the money to the third uncle first."

At this moment, Yan Bugui finally couldn't help it. He took out the note from his pocket and handed it to Yi Zhonghai:

"Old Yi, look at this. This is the receipt I gave to the pig seller. I really gave him this money!"

Yi Zhonghai took the receipt, pretended to look at it, and then turned to Su Mu: "Su Mu, look, this is the receipt. Now the evidence is conclusive, you should return the money to the third uncle."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, He Yuzhu in the crowd couldn't help but stand up.

"What more did you say to that little bastard!" He Yuzhu's voice was like thunder. He strode up to Su Mu with his eyes wide open and his face full of anger.

"Sumu, you watched him die without helping him, and you still have the nerve to quibble here? The third uncle is coughing up blood, and you still refuse to pay back the money. How can you be so hard-hearted!"

Su Mu looked indifferent and didn't care about He Yuzhu's accusations.

Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai was secretly happy.

He originally wanted to use this incident to suppress Su Mu and establish his own prestige, but he didn't expect He Yuzhu to be so cooperative and directly pointed the finger at Su Mu.

So, he pretended to be worried and advised: "Zhu Zi, don't be impulsive. We have to listen to Su Mu's words. After all, facts speak louder than words."