In high school, we were very good friends. We are in love with each other and we are inseparable. During the holidays, he rode to my village home, and I took the car to his township home. His family is better than mine, and his father sells goods in a rural supply and marketing agency. When he went back to school every week, his schoolbag was always bulging with cakes baked by his mother. To be honest, I didn't eat less of his food in three years.
His nickname is Gouliu. Since this name is also close to his nickname, his classmates didn't give him any more. On the contrary, many classmates, including me, have nicknames. At that time, both men and women had nicknames. For example, a girl called "no meat without eating", and later called "no meat". The reason is that she said that her family treated the carpenters better and didn't eat without meat, but in the end the craftsman left and quit. We eavesdropped in the back and felt that it was not the case. If we treated them well, why would we leave? Thus, "No Meat" became the nickname of this girl.
When graduating from high school, we both fell off the list. I had no way out, unless I went home to farm, I had to choose to repeat. Because he has a working dad, he started a small business in the village. Six months after I went to the review class, he hurried to the school to see me on his bike and gave me 50 yuan. At this time, I found that he had changed, with a cigarette in his mouth, speaking carelessly, as if he was doing big business.
In the second year, I was admitted to the provincial secondary school. During the two years of studying in the provincial capital, I cycled to his house once. At this time, he has a small stall where he sells goods, and he goes to the rally to sell when he meets in the village. I stopped for a long time and left, feeling that there was not much common language left. This is our only contact during these two years; perhaps it was during these two years that he completely retreated into a "businessman".
In the year since I started work, he has come to borrow money from me three times. Because of the old grace, I can't help but read it. I lent him more than 700 yuan with a salary of less than 200 yuan a month.Every time he came, he said that he should use it urgently, and he said that he could not miss it if he had a good deal.
After a few years, he came to me again and said that he wanted to take a loan, but he never asked for repayment. To be honest, I was also aware of it at the time and felt that he had been dishonest. Because when I borrowed money in the previous few times, I said that I paid it back in the near future, and I never paid back a point. However, due to his love, he was stalking again. I spent some setbacks and loaned him 10,000 yuan from the credit union. I am the guarantor. From then on, he embarked on the road of begging for him.
It goes without saying. Anyway, after discussing with him for five or six years, he only repaid the principal. I posted an interest of more than 3,000 yuan, which is regarded as paying off the interest-bearing loan in the bank. I only remember that the last time he gave me 1,000 yuan, he just said, "I'm done paying back, and you will deal with the interest. You are in the banking system, can you deduct it?" I was speechless for a while, and I really didn't want to talk to him.
This is not over yet. After nearly 20 years, the classmates are getting older, there are more weddings and funerals, and there are more exchanges between the classmates. I'm a little nosy, and the classmates follow the banquets, usually I inform them. He called and informed him the previous few times, but he was full of promises, except that he was pushing the road in the mountains (he operates a loader), and he didn't care about it. In this way, after I gave him three or four gifts, I no longer promised to notify him of other students. Only later did I know who notified him, who he let the gift, and just didn't return it.
Last year at a classmate’s banquet, he blushed after drinking. I don’t know why he was a little guilty. Ask me: How much money do I owe you? This question surprised me greatly. It turned out that he never remembered the money he borrowed from others, my god! For a while, I felt that he was not even going to pay anyone back... I said lightly, you will soon have money, and I will not owe you any love! He smiled facelessly, patted me on the shoulder, said "good guy", and went to drink again...
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