王翠花跺了跺脚，地皮冻得像铁板似的，硬得跟她哥王二狗的性子一个样。她哥王二狗嗓门大，村里谁家娶媳妇儿放鞭炮，谁家嫁闺女摇轿子，他都能掺和进去，扯着嗓子喊上两句，好像他才是这场热闹的主持似的。“什么？三十两？你当这是天上掉下来的烟霞啊！”王翠花小声嘀咕，肚子叫了两声，赶紧摸出怀里那俩干硬的玉米面馒头，啃了一口，囫囵咽下。

男人坐在门槛上，搓着冻得通红的手，眼神有点飘忽，盯着远处灰蒙蒙的天。王翠花看着他，心里头七上八下的，像揣了只兔子。这叫什么事儿啊，刚回来没几天，就欠了三十两银子！这不是要命嘛。

“二狗哥，你性子直，村东头老张家不是还欠着你十两银子吗？你……”王翠花想说让哥去要回来，话到嘴边又咽了回去。看她哥那灰心丧气的样儿，估计是自个儿心里也发毛。

Menjivarn met kingivarn, looking a bit lost, staring at the distant gray sky. Wang Cuihua watched him, her heart jumping up and down like a rabbit in her stomach. What was going on? She had just come back not long ago and had already owed thirty taels of silver! It wasn't life-threatening, but it was serious.

"Brother Erdog, you're straightforward. Isn't it the case that the Zhang family in the east village owes you ten taels of silver? You could..." Wang Cuihua wanted to suggest that her brother go get it back, but she swallowed the words when she saw the discouraged look on her brother's face. Probably, he was already nervous about it himself.