"I was scared. I didn't dare to go in. If it got damaged, I wouldn't be able to afford the compensation. My parents decided to beat me to death. So, I'll just watch from outside. Don't mess with me.
Come with me."
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Song Zhizhi did not expect it to be so expensive. After all, the first time she came into contact with this thing in her previous life was after 2000, and it only cost a few hundred yuan at that time.
I didn't expect it to be so expensive now.
But considering the price of color TVs, Song Zhizhi found it understandable.
It’s not that she doesn’t have money to buy it, but she still has to think about it. After all, it’s not a small sum. She has to at least bring her grandma over to bargain, otherwise she will feel distressed that the money is spent!
"Zhizhi, do you still want to buy it?" Meng Qiuqiu tugged at her sleeves, "Otherwise, you can just go to my house and use it for free. It's too expensive!"
His mother said that the Song family has just started everything. Although it looks like they are rich because they can spend a lot of money, in fact they are just sitting on their hands and it will take two years before they can be financially free.
So although Song Zhizhi won the grand prize, this 2,000 is a huge sum of money, and the Song family may not be able to afford it!
"Buy it, but not now, let's go back to study first!" Song Zhizhi followed his words and pulled a few classmates away.
The other classmates went back to their homes, while Song Zhizhi took out the written letter from her schoolbag and headed to the post office. Until now, she had not thought about what to send Xiao Junze, so she had to send the letter first.
Meng Qiuqiu quickly followed and handed the letter he wrote to Song Zhizhi, "There is also mine, let's come together!"
"Okay, let's do it together!" Song Zhizhi reached out and took it, filled out the envelope and affixed the stamp in a familiar way. The moment she affixed the stamp, she suddenly thought that she could send the stamp to Xiao Junze.
In this era, stamps are still of great collection significance and have room for appreciation. The most important thing is that Xiao Junze is about to go abroad. Wanderers abroad miss home the most.
He can bring the stamps with him, which is convenient and does not take up space, but is very unique.
As she said, Song Zhizhi immediately selected four sets, including Journey to the West stamps issued in the 1970s, Dream of the Red Mansions stamps issued in the 1980s, Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Water Margin stamps issued in recent years, four great masterpieces, all in one neat set!
Song Zhizhi was satisfied and put the things in the envelope and sent them out together.
When she turned around, she saw Meng Qiuqiu staring at her with a face full of sadness, envy, jealousy and hatred. That look in his eyes was not too aggrieved.
"Zhizhi, you always give him gifts, always!" It's not his part every time. The last time he received a gift from her was an information book that he paid for himself.
What a gift is that?
"Okay, okay, I'll give you a set too!" Song Zhizhi paid for it, bought four more sets, and put together a version of the four major classics and handed it to him. Meng Qiuqiu then happily pulled Song Zhizhi out.
"Hmm, actually I don't have to do it, but we are all friends and we can't favor one over the other, right? You don't have to buy me any more birthday gifts this year. This is it. I like it!"
Meng Qiuqiu obviously couldn't put it down. He kept looking at it and touching it all the way, full of joy.
"Okay, it's up to you. If you do well in the independent admissions exam and go to the same school as me, I will give you another big gift, the kind that Xiao Junze doesn't even have!"
Song Zhizhi never gave up every opportunity to give him some blood. She would tell him first, and she would make up the details later!
hey-hey!
Song Zhizhi pursed her lips with a deep smile. Meng Qiuqiu didn't notice it at all. He was so surprised, "Really, this is what you said. Just wait and see, I will definitely go to the same school as you!"
His current grades are so good, he dares to say that he is in the top ten in the whole grade, and no one dares to say that he is not!
It's very simple for him to be promoted to junior high school. He decided on this gift!
The two of them walked towards the old street as they talked. When they passed by the door of Song Xiuming's house, a figure clearly walked out, but then suddenly turned back to the door like an electric shock.
Song Zhizhi just pretended not to see it and climbed up the hundred-step ladder. There was a line of sight following her back.
Song Xiuming saw Song Zhizhi walking away, and then walked out. When she walked out, she slapped herself on the thigh. As an elder, what should she be afraid of?
What's the point of hiding from a junior like this!
If it weren't for his strong son...she wouldn't be afraid!
Remembering that her husband was coming back in the evening, she immediately took small steps and went to the braised pork shop in the vegetable market with ten yuan to buy some cold pork heads, pig ears and other dishes to go with wine.
Then he went home and cooked several dishes, set up a table, and bought two bottles of beer before stopping. As soon as he took off his apron, the door was pushed open, and Zhang Ziqiang and Zhang Ziwen, father and son, walked in one after the other.
"Mom, why do you cook so many dishes?"
Zhang Ziwen looked calm. He put down the lesson plan and went to the kitchen to see if there was anyone who could help. Zhang Ziqiang just slumped down on the sofa, picked up the tea cup and drank.
Song Xiuming took out the steamed hot rice from the basin, and each person took a bowl out to set it up. Only then did he realize that Zhang Ziqiang's face looked very ugly.
She suddenly became wary and handed over the chopsticks, "What's wrong? Are you not satisfied with the food I cooked? I bought this specially for you and your father when I knew you were coming back. This pig's head meat is not cheap. It's still the same piece of pork head meat."
Get the best spot..."
Before she could finish her rambling, Zhang Ziqiang suddenly laughed at himself.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to get such a good position in the future. I'd better save some money at home. It's time for me to talk about my wife. What I need is money. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my job!"
Zhang Ziqiang ate a piece of peanut mixed with pig head meat, shook his head and smiled bitterly.
One stone stirred up a thousand waves. Zhang Ziwen raised his head in confusion. Song Xiuming became angry after being stunned. "You are an iron rice bowl. Why can't you keep it? Iron rice bowl. Have you committed a crime or offended someone? Zhang Ziqiang, my mother."
I haven’t lived a good life with you for a few days. You just messed around outside. How much punishment you received, you say..."
If there is no messing around or violating discipline, how can you not have a job!
Her family relies on this iron rice bowl to survive. If it disappears, what will the family eat and use in the future? People will not laugh at her to death when she goes out?
It was designated that this man in his family was reported for having sex with women, and he was living a good life... The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more outrageous it became. Song Xiuming was about to get angry and hit someone.
"Mom, don't get excited. Let Dad explain what's going on!" Zhang Ziwen stopped her and looked at Zhang Ziqiang, "Dad, tell me quickly, what's going on, and let's see if there is any solution.
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"There was no punishment, but many people were fired. Not just me, but also Lao Li and Lao Zhang, they were all fired!"
Zhang Ziqiang was much calmer, but extremely depressed.