Trading system, I exchanged vegetables for golden pills.

Just then, three or four men got out of the bread truck, looking menacing.

There was another person being escorted behind them; the person being escorted was Ye Chen's uncle.

Ye Chen was slightly taken aback. Holy crap, his uncle? ???

How did he get involved with these thugs? And it seems like he's offended them.

"Huh? That, isn't that Jinde?" Ye's father was also taken aback.

They came to visit, and this is what they saw...

Nobody would believe there was no gossip involved.

Mrs. Ye was about to push open the car door and get out, but Mr. Ye grabbed her arm and stopped her, saying, "Wait, wait, don't rush out of the car, let's see what's going on first!"

"Yes, Mom, let's see what's going on first. The more people there are, the more chaotic it will be!" Ye Chen also advised.

The other party clearly didn't seem to be trying to extort money; they wouldn't be so lawless in broad daylight.

Judging from their posture, it seems like they've come to collect a debt.

One of the white-haired boys took two steps forward and kicked a chair at the entrance of the shop away.

"groove--"

Two customers inside the restaurant noticed that the group of strangers had come with ill intentions. They immediately stood up, refusing the remaining noodle soup, and quickly walked sideways toward the door.

Of course, they might not have paid yet.

A middle-aged woman in her late thirties, wearing an apron, jogged out. That woman was Ye Chen's aunt.

"What are you doing?!" Ye Chen's aunt exclaimed in shock and anger.

When she saw Jin De being held captive behind her, she was completely stunned.

"Oh my, you don't recognize me anymore so quickly!" The white-haired youth chuckled strangely.

Aunt Ye Chen ignored the white-haired youth and stared intently at the man being held captive.

Her lips were trembling: "You, you told me last night that you were going to haul goods to the city? Is this what you meant by hauling goods? How come they were brought back?"

Jin De's expression was very unpleasant: "Don't say any more, give me the card!"

"Tell me, how much did you lose this time?" Ye Chen's aunt's face turned pale, her eyes filled with gloom, and she supported herself on the table next to her to keep from collapsing.

Jin De remained silent, and the white-haired youth answered for him: "Not much, just 80. He mortgaged your house to us. You decide whether you want the money or the house!"

"How much? How much?" Aunt Ye Chen thought she had misheard.

"Eight hundred thousand!" The white-haired youth exaggeratedly grinned and made an eight gesture with his hand.

Aunt Ye Chen could no longer stand and plopped down on a plastic stool next to her.

"Eight hundred thousand... eight hundred thousand... eight hundred thousand..."

She kept repeating the number, her eyes already somewhat vacant, as if the sky had fallen.

"Hurry up, get the money, we still have to go to the next place!"

The white-haired youth kicked the table next to him and shouted angrily.

Tears welled up in Ye Chen's aunt's eyes, her face turned pale, and she remained silent for a long time.

"Damn it, stop pretending and give me the money!" The white-haired youth kicked the plastic stool that Ye Chen was sitting on.

The plastic stool was already quite old, and it was kicked and broken, causing Aunt Ye Chen to fall flat on her backside.

She sat on the ground, hugging her knees, and cried loudly. At that moment, she felt so wronged, so helpless, so desperate...

Ye's mother's eyes widened in fury: "Let me go! I'm going to slap these bastards!"

Ye Chen understood a lot from the reactions of these white-haired youths, who were regulars.

"Mom, calm down. It's only right to pay back debts. That guy is a scoundrel, that's true, but the problem lies with Uncle. It seems like he's gambled more than once, and he's been chased by debt collectors more than once."

"But it's 800,000! Who would owe that much? Maybe it's just compound interest. The young men in the village only owe a few hundred or a few thousand during the New Year. Who would gamble on something this big!" Ye's mother felt that this matter was not so simple.

Ye Chen patiently explained, "Mom, you said it yourself, that's the village. It's completely different from playing in those profit-making venues. Those places start with hundreds or thousands of dollars. Let's wait and see what Uncle says. If he's still stubborn, then we'll slap him too, okay?"

Ye's mother had never been to such a place and thought that the kind of games that everyone in the village played were already considered that.

I can't understand how 80 yuan was deposited in one night?

How could an ordinary person have the guts to gamble so much and owe so much money?

It's understandable for relatives and friends to relax a little, but this...

My uncle-in-law seems like such a diligent and honest person.

Especially since they are running a small business and earning hard-earned money, they should understand even more that money is hard-earned.

Others might gamble, but why would he gamble and owe so much money?

The contrast in appearance was too great, no wonder Ye's mother didn't believe it.

In movies, you often see stakes of tens or hundreds of millions of dollars, but that's just a movie.

In reality, who would dare to do that, unless they were courting death?

"Take the money or not, or we'll cripple your husband's leg—the smallest one!"

The white-haired youth uttered a vicious threat.

"Money? Where is there any money left? Didn't you take it all last week? Go ask whoever owes you for it!" Auntie cried and shouted.

"No money? Heh heh, then don't blame us for being ruthless. Hey, did you hear that? Your wife said she has no money, and you dare to mess with us!" The white-haired youth walked towards Jin De and sneered.

"No, no, wait!" Jin De hurriedly said, "I have, I have money, wait a minute!"

Jin De looked at his aunt impatiently: "Stop nagging and just take out the card. I know the remaining 70 yuan from the house sale has already been deposited into your account. Let's get this sorted out first!"

"You're really something, selling the house and then writing an IOU as collateral, are you really treating us like monkeys?" The white-haired youth punched Jin De in the stomach.

"Ah—" Jin De screamed in agony, his face contorted, and he couldn't catch his breath for a long time.

"You bitch, hurry up and give me the money. My patience is running out, don't push me!" The white-haired youth turned and squinted at his aunt.

My aunt suddenly gave a bitter laugh: "Hahaha, this is hopeless! I still had some hope in you. You lost over 60 yuan, and made me sell the house to pay off the debts. But not long after the house was sold, you gave me another 80 yuan. If you don't want me to live, just say so..."

"You promised last time you wouldn't gamble again, and what happened? Is this all the promise you made?"

My aunt suddenly roared as she spoke.

Even honest people can lose their temper sometimes.

"Call the police! Call the police and handle it. As for him, do whatever you want with him. I can't control him!"

At that moment, all light vanished from my aunt's eyes; there is no greater sorrow than a broken heart.

Disappointment once, disappointment twice, disappointment three times, disappointment after disappointment...

In the end, all that was left was despair.

A perfectly good family was gambled away.