Zhao Zhuangshi, with a blade of grass in his mouth, leaned against the wall bonelessly, tilting his chin up and giving Wang Shumei a sidelong look, displaying the swaggering demeanor only the former village bully could muster before getting married.
The statement struck like a bolt from the blue.
Not only was Mr. Wang dumbfounded, but Li Dahe and the other village cadres were also struck speechless.
Wang Shumei owed money to Zhao Zhuangshi?
They would rather believe Zhao Zhuangshi was going to college.
Wang Shumei frowned and said in a low voice, "Don't spout nonsense, I clearly lent you money this March, how has it suddenly become last autumn?"
"Ah, then consider my memory at fault, but it's been half a year regardless. Pay back the money quickly!" Zhao Zhuangshi thrust his right hand in front of Wang Shumei, "Principal and interest together, twelve hundred!"
