Di Zhi made his second call.
"Hello, Third Great-Uncle? It's Di Zhi... I'd like that fifty thousand back. There's been an emergency at home."
"Huh? I can't. My grandson used that money to get married. Di Zhi, could you give us a few more years? We really can't come up with it right now..."
"Haven't they been married for over a year? I never asked for the money back, but something's happened, and I need it now. Their salaries aren't low, and they put money away every month. Ask them for me. At least pay back part of it."
"Di Zhi, we really don't have the money. It's not that I won't ask them. Baby formula is so expensive. How could the young couple have any savings? We elders even have to give them some money every month to help them get by! How about this? Give us another two years. Once the baby's weaned in a couple of years, we'll start paying you back bit by bit. All right?"
"Weaned... But won't the kid need to go to school after that? And then your grandson will need to get married too. Won't that mean I'll never get my money back?"
Third Great-Uncle said, "Oh, Di Zhi, don't say that. You make us sound like deadbeats who won't repay their debts. We're all from the same village. I watched you grow up. When you couldn't afford school, I was the one running around helping you borrow money. I put up quite a bit myself."
"But when did I, or anyone else, ever ask you to pay us back? When did we ever nickel-and-dime you?"
"Even if this fifty thousand were your way of repaying me, that wouldn't be too much to ask, would it? Besides, it's not as if we're