No wonder Zhao Youcai was so angry. The four hundred yuan that Wang Meilan took away just now was all saved by him through hard work, frugality, sneakiness, and plunder.
There was his monthly pocket money, the monthly filial piety given to him by his great son, the money he blackmailed from Zhao Jun, and the bonus he received for hunting lynx and calling out the numbers.<
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Although Zhao Youcai knew very well that people are cutters and I am ham, and those who have made mistakes have to decide whether to shred or slice them. There is nothing to save the four hundred yuan.
But cutting off four hundred pieces of flesh forcibly made Zhao Youcai's heart beat like a knife. At this time, he mistakenly thought that Zhao Jun wanted to bleed himself. How could Zhao Youcai be willing to do it?
After quarreling with Zhao Jun, Zhao Youcai noticed that Zhao Jun had stopped talking. He thought that Zhao Jun had been drunk by him, so he immediately snorted coldly, rolled his eyes at Zhao Jun, and started to walk into the courtyard. p>
At this time, how could Zhao Jun, who had come back to his senses, let him run away?
"Dad!" Zhao Jun quickly turned around, caught up with Zhao Youcai in two steps, and said to him: "Wait until I talk to you!"
Zhao Youcai stopped, looked Zhao Jun up and down, and then glanced into his courtyard to make sure that no dangerous person appeared, then turned to Zhao Jun and said, "What are you doing? Are you crazy because of poverty?"
Zhao Jun was speechless. At this time, he only had one thought, which was: Dad, why did you finish everything I wanted to say?
But no matter what he thinks in his heart, Zhao Jun has to make things clear. As for the two hundred yuan, if Zhao Youcai doesn't give it, he can take it away. Anyway, if he dares not to give it, one day I will take care of what he wants.
Thinking of this, Zhao Jun said to Zhao Youcai: "Dad, the two hundred yuan was given by my Aunt Zhou."
"What?" Zhao Youcai was startled when he heard this. Unable to react, he subconsciously asked: "Which Aunt Zhou are you?"
"Who else can be Aunt Zhou?" Zhao Jun said: "My sister, the old lady, I am Aunt Zhou."
"Did she give it to you?" Zhao Youcai said angrily: "Get out of here, why are you kidding me? You want to make any money, that's me..."
"Huh?" Zhao Youcai suddenly remembered something. He remembered that Zhou Jianjun said twice in a row that day, asking him to hand over the money to Zhao Jun, and also said that Zhao Jun had the money. Zhao Jun understood what was going on!
"Ah..." Zhao Youcai's eyes widened, feeling that something was not right.
"Dad." Zhao Jun briefly told Zhao Youcai what Zhao Chun told him, and then said, "Do you understand this time?"
"Ah!" Zhao Youcai understood. He nodded subconsciously, and then heard Zhao Jun ask: "Dad, where is the money, do you have to give it to me? I have to give it to my mother."
"Money..." Zhao Youcai's eyes widened again. He glanced at his house and thought, I have already given that money to your mother.
But the money he gave was not the same reason as Zhao Jun. Moreover, Zhao Youcai also knew that his son might be able to get the money in Wang Meilan's hands, but he would have a hard time getting it back.
Zhao Youcai felt that he was in serious trouble. He thought that the two hundred yuan would be his own, so he gave it to Wang Meilan. But now Zhao Jun still wants two hundred yuan. Where did he get it?
I took it from the small vault, but there were...nine hundred left in the small vault!
Take out another two hundred, and there will be seven hundred left!
Zhao Youcai glared at Zhao Jun and shouted: "No!"
After saying that, Zhao Youcai walked towards the yard.
Zhao Youcai suddenly thought that he could be a bad guy. Anyway, the son-in-law gave the money to his son. As long as the two of them are taken care of, who can do anything to me?
Zhao Jun knew what Zhao Youcai was thinking at the first glance. He quickly chased after him and said to Zhao Youcai: "Dad, I, Aunt Zhou, will come to our house in two days."
"What is she here for?" Zhao Youcai paused. He understood what Zhao Jun meant. He was just telling himself that I don't need to talk about the money, and my sister and my brother-in-law don't need to talk about it either. But Aunt Zhou, you can do it.
Do you have to decide?
Zhao Jun replied in a low voice: "You said you were making quilts for me!"
Zhao Youcai took a deep breath, looked at Zhao Jun deeply, shook his hand vigorously, and strode towards the house.
With every step he took, Zhao Youcai felt as if his heart was being pulled by someone, aching.
When Zhao Jun returned to the house, Wang Meilan had already put the inserted dog food into two large dog food bowls.
Huang Gui also came over at this time. He still has the same habit of raising dogs, which is to feed them by himself.
Jie Chen also joined in the fun. When the three of them went out to feed the dog, Zhao Jun said to Huang Gui: "Brother, please help me feed the yellow dog in the warehouse."
"Hey!" Huang Gui agreed. He held the dog food bowl with both hands, opened the door with his feet, and then entered the house sideways to feed the four dogs.
When we came yesterday, the raccoon bitches made a fuss, and Huang Gui locked up the three of them angrily. Because he was anxious, Huang Gui didn't see clearly yesterday. Only then did Huang Gui see that on the beam of Zhao Jun's warehouse
, hanging with a string of bear bile.
At a quick glance, you can't tell the number. You have to count them carefully to know how many bear galls are hanging on the beam.
When Huang Gui was stunned, Zhao Jun handed the spoon to Jie Chen and asked him to feed the dog in the courtyard, while he quickly entered the back room.
At this time, the two little girls Zhao Hong and Zhao Na were still sleeping. Zhao Youcai was sitting on the edge of the kang in the west room, stroking the little lynx's little head with one hand and holding a cigarette in the other, thinking about something.
Zhao Youcai knew that he had to lose money to avoid disaster again. When he came in just now, he wanted to tell Wang Meilan that 200 yuan of the 400 yuan given to her today belonged to Zhao Jun.
But Zhao Youcai thought about it again, and that seemed impossible. So after weighing the pros and cons, Zhao Youcai decided to continue to lose money again, so as to avoid another disaster.
Zhao Youcai took a deep drag on his cigarette and thought to himself: "Look at how my parents named me Zhao Youcai, so why not call me Zhao Pocai!"
Just when he was thinking wildly, he heard Zhao Jun say to Wang Meilan in the outer room: "Mom, I'm going out today, please give me some money."
Upon hearing the word "money", Zhao Youcai couldn't help but lean back and looked out the door. He saw Wang Meilan scooping a ladle of water into the pot, and then throwing the gourd ladle back into the vat.
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Wang Meilan casually closed the cylinder cover, then took out a wad of money from her pocket, handed it to Zhao Jun and said, "Son, is that enough?"
This pile of money is exactly the four hundred she found from Zhao Youcai's pocket not long ago!
Zhao Youcai twitched the corner of his mouth and sighed helplessly. The four hundred yuan he had saved so hard and desperately ended up in the hands of that kid.
"That's enough." Zhao Jun took the money with a smile and walked into the house. When he came in, he saw Zhao Youcai sitting on the edge of the kang, and he quickly stuffed the money in his pocket.
Zhao Youcai: "..."
How annoying!
Zhao Jun smiled at Zhao Youcai, turned around, reached out and took off the bag containing bullets from the wall, opened it and took a look before closing the bag.
Zhao Jun secretly glanced outside the door and saw Wang Meilan warming yesterday's leftovers. He hurriedly came to Zhao Youcai and asked, "Dad, do you want to leave a gun for you? Why don't you go up the mountain to surround yourself?"
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"Get lost!" Zhao Youcai didn't know where the anger came from. He scolded Zhao Jun, got up and walked to the east room.
When passing by the outhouse, Wang Meilan rolled her eyes at Zhao Youcai and muttered: "On this day, a donkey's bad nature still calls me a donkey."
Zhao Youcai: "..."
Zhao Youcai also wanted to scold this bitch, "Go away," but he knew that after he finished scolding him, he would probably have to pay at least another five hundred yuan. Zhao Youcai, who had a hard time saving money, suppressed the anger in his heart and pushed the door back to the east room.<
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While Zhao Jun was packing up his gun and bullets, Li Baoyu came from next door. He entered the room and said hello to Wang Meilan first, and then went to the west room.
Entering the west room, Li Baoyu asked Zhao Jun: "Brother, have you packed everything?"
"There's nothing." Zhao Jun responded, and then Li Baoyu asked: "Brother, which dog are you taking with you this time?"
"Oh!" Zhao Jun thought for a moment and then said: "I will ask Brother Huang later if it is convenient to bring the dog to his house?"
If Zhao Jun brings dogs, no matter how many dogs he brings, the Huang Gui family will be responsible for the food of these dogs. Whether the Huang Gui family's conditions allow it, or whether Zhao Jun can be allowed to bring many dogs, this must be discussed with Huang Gui, otherwise it will be given to Huang Gui.
I'm causing trouble.
At this time, Huang Gui and his ministers came back together. The two of them greeted Li Baoyu. The four of them chatted for a while, and then heard Li Dayong calling him from outside.
Li Baoyu said goodbye to the three of them, got up and walked out. At this time, Wang Meilan called Li Baoyu and said, "Baoyu, let's eat here."
"That's great, aunt." Li Baoyu said with a smile as he pushed the door open, "My mother has already prepared the food."
Li Baoyu climbed over the wall and went home. When he entered the house, he saw Jin Xiaomei taking noodles out of the pot.
This morning, the Li family ate hot noodle soup, which was a soup made with pickled cabbage stir-fried in meat oil. There were three large bowls of hot noodle soup, each with a lying egg on top, drizzled with sesame oil and sprinkled with coriander foam.
Looking at the noodles on the table, Li Dayong called to Li Baoyu and said: "Son, bring me the sauce plate."
Then, he said to Jin Xiaomei: "Give me a green onion."
"What are you eating onions?" Jin Xiaomei frowned and said, "You'll be going to work later? Don't you want to smoke people?"
When Li Dayong heard this, he looked at Li Baoyu and said, "That's no need!"
Jin Xiaomei turned around and went out, and came back with the vinegar bottle. While sitting on the edge of the kang, she said to Li Dayong and Li Baoyu, father and son: "Hey, we did something big yesterday."
Li Dayong took a sip, as if he hadn't heard anything. While chewing the noodles, he asked: "What should I give my daughter to eat later?"
When cooking noodles, whether it is hot soup or water, once they are out of the pot, they will become unpalatable if left for a long time.
And it's only five o'clock now, so it's impossible to wake the little girl up to eat, so Li Xiaoqiao will have to eat alone for a while.
"Before I came back yesterday, my sister-in-law brought me a plate of dumplings." Jin Xiaomei said, "When my daughter gets up, I will fry the dumplings for her."
Although they heard that Li Xiaoqiao had fried dumplings, the two men were not envious at all. They both took a sip of the hot noodle soup, and then let out a satisfied "ah" sound.
When Jin Xiaomei saw this scene, she couldn't help but smile. For an ordinary woman, this is happiness!
There are still happy things in Jin Xiaomei's recent life. At this time, she remembered what Li Dayong had interrupted and said to him: "Yesterday, my sister-in-law, my sister-in-law, and the old lady, we all explained the situation.
I’m going to marry you.”
"Uh, cough!" Suddenly, Li Dayong choked. He quickly put down the bowl, turned away and coughed hard. When he turned around, he still felt that his eyes were sore from the choking, so he squinted at Jin Xiaomei.
Asked: "What did you say?"
As soon as Li Dayong finished speaking, almost at the same time, Li Baoyu on the side asked cheerfully: "Which girl is this?"
"Old Zheng's family." Jin Xiaomei didn't need to ask the two men anymore, and explained to them directly, saying: "As for your mountain technician Zheng Quan, didn't Xiaojun go to his family yesterday under the guidance of the minister to deliver pork?
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"His home?" Li Baoyu asked, "Is it over?"
"It's over..." Jin Xiaomei told what happened yesterday morning, which made Li Baoyu very excited and said with a smile: "Ruhai was not at home yesterday and didn't join in the fun. Why should he be upset when he comes back?"
"Haha." Jin Xiaomei said with a smile: "It seems that it is quite easy to secure a matchmaker. If not, I could become a matchmaker!"
Li Dayong twitched the corner of his mouth. At this time, he had countless complaints in his mind, but he thought that he would have to worry about Jin Xiaomei's five yuan for a while, so he swallowed his words.
However, Li Dayong suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked Jin Xiaomei: "Xiaomei, didn't you let the old lady tell Liu Tiezui about Baoyu?"
"Yes." After hearing Li Dayong's words, Li Baoyu quickly looked at Jin Xiaomei and asked: "Mom, did you ask me about that?"
At this time, Jin Xiaomei stayed there and said nothing. When Li Baoyu saw this, he was about to ask again, but was secretly scolded by Li Dayong, and then heard Li Dayong say: "Son, what are we in a hurry? Our place is busy now.
, you can’t decide. Why do you ask about something that can’t be decided?”
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Li Baoyu asked anxiously: "Doesn't it show that we take it seriously?"
"What's the use of talking about that?" Li Dayong frowned and scolded Li Baoyu and said, "Don't you have a bad thing in your throat?"
After saying that, Li Dayong put a piece of cucumber and pickles into Jin Xiaomei's bowl and said: "Xiaomei, don't get heartburn if you eat a pickle."
"Hey." When Jin Xiaomei heard this, the couple looked at each other and smiled, full of warmth.
Li Baoyu: "..."
After finishing the meal, when Jin Xiaomei was picking up the table, Li Dayong suddenly said: "Xiaomei, our group Xiao Chen's father is gone. I have to write a gift account. You give me five yuan."
In such a large forest farm, with thousands of employees, it is impossible for everyone to go if someone's family has something to do. But those in the same group must go.
When Li Dayong asked for money, Jin Xiaomei said nothing, took out a wad of money from her pocket, took out a large unity card from the outside, handed it to Li Dayong and said: "I will give you ten yuan, and you will keep the remaining five yuan."
Hold on to your pocket. If you leave it outside, don’t you have money in your pocket?"
When Li Dayong heard this, he happily took the money.
Li Baoyu on the side looked at this scene with a frown.
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At this time, the Zhao family next door.
Zhao Jun, Zhao Youcai, Jie Chen, and Huang Gui also finished their meal. While Huang Gui went out to go to the hut, Wang Meilan came over to the room and said to Jie Chen: "Little minister, go back and give it to your mother for me this time."
Take good care of your children."
When people from Northeastern China say they take good care of their children, they mean to greet their families on their behalf. In fact, they are just polite words, which just sound nice.
After Jie Chen responded cheerfully, he heard Wang Meilan say: "That matter, you should talk to your mother about it when you get home."
"My mother can agree." Jie Chen raised his head and said with a smile: "Auntie, didn't we make the decision yesterday?"
Just when Wang Meilan laughed, Zhao Youcai, who was confused, couldn't help but ask: "Lan Na, what have you decided?"
"Haha." Wang Meilan looked at Zhao Youcai and said with a smile: "We will arrange a marriage for this young minister."
"What?" Zhao Youcai was shocked when he heard this. He glanced at Jie Chen, who was giggling, and then at Zhao Jun, who was covering his face and lowering his head. Finally, he turned his eyes to Wang Meilan and shouted: "You are betrothing a child, what do you think you are?