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Andreev's face was twisted with anger. "That little bastard! Someone just called me and said he borrowed money from their platform and is overdue. They want me to pay it back immediately."
He lived at Katyusha's house, and I gave him three hundred thousand rubles a month as pocket money. When I asked him where the money went, he just played dumb. Should I beat him up?
Zhukov was still young, not at all like Andreev; he was thin and lanky, like a stick. With two big guys staring at him, he could only explain with a grimace, "I lost while watching football."
Gambling?
Xu Li grabbed the little guy by the collar and pulled him in front of him. "What did your uncle tell you since you were little? No touching candy, no hanging out with delinquents, no gambling!"
Smack!
Xu Li slapped him on the back of the head. "You know better than that? Last year, your father and I went to the police station to help you pay a fine. That was embarrassing enough; now you come back for more?"
"It's mainly because I had a good feeling about this bet!" Zhukov rubbed the back of his head, feeling frustrated. "During the summer World Cup, who knew the underdogs would pull an upset? When I saw the odds, I thought it was a sure win, so I borrowed some money."
"How much?"
Zhukov glanced at his old man, who was clenching his fists in anxiety, and hesitantly raised a finger. "One hundred thousand."
Andreev nodded. "That's not too much; I'll transfer it to you on my phone shortly."
"Great!"
Zhukov finished speaking and took off running. Andreev was initially stunned but soon realized what had happened. By the time he figured it out, Zhukov was already gone. He dodged Xu Li's attempt to stop him and ran after Zhukov while pulling at his belt.
He cursed loudly, "You bastard! Why don’t you just die? Suka Blyat! I'm trying to make some money here!"
"Dad, I know I was wrong! Just this once, okay? Mom!"
"Stay right there and don’t run!"
The two of them ran around the cattle shed, while other workers dropped their tasks to watch the spectacle, occasionally cheering them on. This made Andreev, who cared deeply about his reputation, grit his teeth and chase after Zhukov through the village.
That night, a bruised and limping Zhukov was dragged by Andreev to Xu Li's house.
"Here you go; I've got it ready for you."
Xu Li returned from the study with a thick stack of cash amounting to one hundred thousand rubles and slammed it on the table. Zhukov stared at his panda-like face and grinned at Xu Li in gratitude. "Hehehe, thank you, Uncle!"
"No need to thank me; it's all coming out of your future earnings anyway."
Xu Li sat down in the chair with a smile. Eva draped a coat over her shoulders and brought two cups of milk tea. After Zhukov took one, she tapped him lightly on the forehead and said, "You, my child."
"Hehe, Aunt."
Zhukov had followed Anna and Eva around since he was little. During the busy summer months on the ranch, the adults worked from dawn till dusk, and the village children mostly stuck close to Anna and Eva, holding them in high regard.
"Since you’re not studying well in the city, you might as well stay in the village. This afternoon, your father and I discussed it," Xu Li said.
He exhaled a puff of smoke. "What about your Grandpa Alexander? His eldest granddaughter won’t graduate for another two years. You could learn from him, and by the time Tou Tamiva graduates, you two could become veterinarians for the ranch."
"Huh?"
Zhukov's face fell. "Uncle, I'm studying mechanical repair! Isn’t it too late to change careers?"
"I have a machine in the warehouse that’s been sitting idle. Why don’t you help me fix it?"
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