Trading system, I exchanged vegetables for golden pills.

One of the men holding Jinde ignored his aunt and kicked Jinde instead.

"Stop playing dead. Your wife doesn't care about you anymore. You'd better find a way to get the money quickly, or she'll really take you apart, and you'll have no one to complain to!"

It's easier to get money from other gamblers than from other gamblers; they're experienced.

Gamblers might come up with even more ingenious methods than the real gamblers themselves when it comes to money.

As for how gamblers would swindle money from their families, that's not their concern; their only responsibility is to collect the money.

The most important thing right now is to get the money back.

Sure enough, Jin De, despite the pain, said, "Brothers, I... I'll go get it right away, I'll go right away!"

As he spoke, he slightly bent down and quickly walked into the store.

My aunt struggled to her feet, trying to stop me: "What are you doing? Get out! If you take this money from Lin Jinde today, we're getting a divorce!"

"Get out of my way!" Jin De kicked his aunt in the stomach, knocking her to the ground.

This kick seemed to release the anger from the beating he had just received.

Jin De didn't even glance at his aunt on the ground before stepping over her.

He rummaged through a small bag in the kitchen for a moment, found a bank card, and then quickly walked out.

"Brothers, we've got the card. Let's go withdraw the money!" Jin De looked at the men with a somewhat ingratiating expression.

"Didn't you say you only had 70 in your account? How are you going to pay back the remaining 10?" The white-haired youth stared at Jin De with an unfriendly expression.

"Could you pay me back 50 first, and consider the remaining 30 a loan? I'm sure I can break even, and I'll pay you back with interest after that. Is that alright?"

Jin De looked at the white-haired youth and pleaded.

"Damn, lend you 30? You've already sold your house, what if you can't pay it back? Do you think I'm stupid or that you're super smart? Not a penny less than 80! I'll give you one day to raise the remaining 10, otherwise the interest will increase by 5000 for every day you're late. Let's go get the money!"

The white-haired youth sneered.

The men forced Jin De onto the van, which then reversed and drove off in a swagger.

"Now I can finally get out of the car, right?" Ye's mother said angrily, pushing open the car door and getting out, walking quickly towards the breakfast shop.

"Sigh, how did your aunt's husband end up like this? They were living a good life before, but they gambled away their house!" Mr. Ye sighed with a deep breath.

You often see these kinds of things online, but the internet is one thing, and experiencing it in real life is quite another.

Ye Chen found it easy to understand; it was still driven by desire.

His aunt and uncle used to run a breakfast business. Back then, there was less competition, and they earned their first pot of gold, which they used to buy a house and a car.

However, with the economic downturn in recent years, it has become difficult to do business in any industry.

Most businesses are still operating at a loss.

If they focus on running the store, they might be able to make ends meet, since they're in the food service business and won't go bankrupt.

However, having experienced the feeling of making money too early, and then suddenly seeing a significant drop in income, can always leave one feeling resentful and wanting to find other ways to make money.

It's hard for people to accept that the rich have fallen back into poverty.

Ask them to go back to manual labor? They've already looked down on the meager earnings from that kind of physical labor.

Therefore, some people choose to go to extremes, and before long, they embark on this path of trying to make money with their brains.

As a result, his brain wasn't as clever as their methods, and he got himself into trouble.

Ye Chen wanted to get out of the car, but his father stopped him: "Let's sit in the car for a while and let the sisters cry for a bit."

Ye Chen thought about it and agreed. If there were too many people, his aunt wouldn't be able to vent her emotions. Let her vent first.

As a junior, he felt it wasn't appropriate for him to make fun of his elders, so he chatted with Ye's father in the car.

The father and son chatted for more than 10 minutes, and then the bread truck actually returned.

The group of men escorted Jin De off the bus.

"Damn it, this isn't a card in your name, why are you taking us to this bank? Grab your wife's phone, you're wasting my time!"

The white-haired youth, very impatient, kicked Jin De in the butt.

It turns out the bank card was registered in my aunt's name; no wonder the other party came back.

Even if you know the password, you can only withdraw 20,000 yuan a day from an ATM.

If you want to withdraw cash, you can't withdraw 70 in one go.

However, since they just sold the house, they might have activated large-amount payment, so they would need to operate it via mobile phone.

Jin De was taken aback when he saw Ye's mother in the shop: "Big sister, what brings you here?"

Ye's mother glanced at him: "Hmph, why would I come? If I hadn't come, my sister would have starved to death!"

Jin De was momentarily at a loss, feeling the shame of having his shameful secret exposed by his relatives.

If relatives find out about this, it's practically a social death.

Seeing Jin De standing there dumbfounded, the white-haired youth urged him, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up! Since your sister is here, ask her to borrow the 10 yuan along with the money!"

Jin De glanced at the group of men with unfriendly expressions, then at Ye's mother, opened his mouth, his throat bobbing, and finally he spoke:

"Sister, sister, can you help me through this crisis? I... I really have no other choice. Just lend me 100,000 yuan, or they'll chop off my hand!"

"Now you're scared? Why didn't you think about this day when you were gambling? You've gambled away nearly 150 million yuan. Have you been bewitched?" Ye's mother scolded, hands on her hips.

My aunt's husband's behavior certainly deserves criticism, and as the eldest sister, Ye's mother also has the right to criticize him.

Forget about swearing, if she didn't have a good temper, she would have hit someone by now.

"Sister, you've always been the best to us. I really have no other choice. I know I was wrong. Please help me this once, just this once. I've never begged you before. Just this once. You don't want to see your sister's family broken up, do you?" Jin De pleaded, playing the emotional card.

Mother Ye shook her head angrily: "That's what you said to my sister back then, right? You tricked her into selling the house at a low price, and then you ended up owing 80 yuan. What kind of family do you have? Can it withstand your gambling? How dare you say such things now? I think my sister should divorce you as soon as possible, otherwise you'll drive her crazy sooner or later."

Ye's mother's chest heaved, and she seemed to be having some difficulty breathing.

Jin De immediately knelt down with a thud: "Sister, I really know I was wrong. Please help me this once. I don't need much, just 10 yuan!"

My aunt gritted her teeth and yelled, "Lin Jinde, what else can you do besides kneel? You knelt last time, and you kneel again this time. Are your knees so worthless? You've squandered all our family's possessions, and now you want to drag my older sister down with you? Have you lost all your conscience?"

"Shut up! Can't you give me any face in front of my older sister? She'll definitely help us; she's the best to us!" Jin De glared at his aunt.

My aunt sneered, "Ha, you still care about saving face? You're not even leaving me a way out, why should I care about saving face for you? I've already called the police, this divorce is final."