Didn’t he really become the “kind of person” Fang Jing said?
"How can you?" Liu Weili smiled to ease the embarrassment: "I...we didn't say we didn't want it, right?"
"Yes, yes..."
With Liu Weili taking the lead, people around her nodded in agreement.
"Yaqian, ask Brother Lu to bring it to us. If you get the money, just give it as you say."
Que Yaqian still smiled softly: "Then next time Yongguo calls, I'll tell him what you want, tell me, and I'll write it down."
As she spoke, she quickly took out a pen and paper.
Although it was a bit unethical to earn the price difference like this, she couldn't refuse these requests. If her help was in vain every time, the whole town would probably come to her door.
It's better to make some money then.
Cree Yaqian registered the things one by one and sent them out with a smile.
"Walk slowly."
She couldn't see Liu Weili's expression changing as soon as she left the door, and quietly put back the box of walnuts she had brought.
**
Lu Yongguo's call came back soon, and it was from the village office.
Lu Wenqi said quickly: "You wait for half an hour before calling. I'll call Yaqian."
After Lu Wenqi said this, he ran home on his bicycle and shouted at the door: "Yaqian, hurry up, hurry up, the boss is calling."
When Que Yaqian heard this, she quickly picked up the piece of paper for recording, got on her father-in-law's bicycle and hurried over.
"Hello!"
The phone rang, it was Lu Yongguo's voice.
"Ya Qian, you and An An..."
"Yongguo, you heard about me first, how much money do you have left?"
Lu Yongguo asked, "How are you and An An at home?" Before he could finish asking, he was intercepted by Cree Yaqian.
"Do...what?" He was confused.
"There's still...seven hundred left."
Seven hundred is not too much for them now, but it is definitely a big number.
It was Cree Yaqian who insisted on doing this. The family was poor but the road was rich, and Lu Yongguo's sports car outside was inherently dangerous. Unexpectedly, it would come in handy now.
"Listen to me." Cree Yaqian's voice was a little excited: "On your way back, go to the south and spend all the money you have on purchasing goods. I want a piece of leather, a silk scarf, and two cloths.
lucky……"
Que Yaqian first told all the things those people wanted, and then said: "You can buy the rest of the money as you see fit, buy whatever is popular, whatever is fashionable.
Do you understand?"
Lu Yongguo was stunned when he heard this.
"I know...I know..."
"Okay, then I won't waste the phone bill. I'll hang up first."
Lu Yongguo: "Hey, then...I..."
"Dududu..."
Before Lu Yongguo finished speaking, there was already a busy tone on the other end of the phone.
Lu Yongguo:......
What is this thing called?
I finally made a phone call and went home. Before I could talk to my wife for a while, I got a lot of work.
He misses home so much...
Lu Wenqi listened to Cree Yaqian's phone call and looked confused: "Yaqian, why did you ask the boss to buy so many things? Can you wear it?"
But Que Yaqian smiled: "Dad, I have my own plan."
It happened that it was time to get off work, and Wei Yaqian took Lu Wenqi's bicycle home.
"I passed the exam, I passed the exam, I passed the exam..."
On the ridge of the field, I saw Lu Yongchang carrying a schoolbag and dancing in the distance. His excitement was visible to the naked eye.
"The third child of the Lu family, what did you pass?"
Before Chu Yaqian and Lu Wenqi had time to go up and ask, Mrs. Qian who had just finished work asked.
"I was admitted to the No. 3 Middle School on the Shanghai Municipal Government." Lu Yongchang answered with his head held high.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Qian said with disdain: "I thought you were admitted to something, you're not the No. 1 Middle School in the city, what's the point worth shouting about?"
Lu Yongchang, who was in high spirits, was suddenly poured cold water on him...
Mrs. Qian was still laughing: "Your second brother didn't want you to be like this even when he was admitted to the No. 1 Middle School. He wished that the whole village would know about it."
After he finished speaking, he asked again: "How many students will be tested?"
Lu Yongchang was in a bad mood at this time.
"Does it have anything to do with you?"
"Hey, you kid, how do you talk to adults? After all, I am your elder, and I care about you with good intentions."
Lu Yongchang's words really cheered up Mrs. Qian: "If you don't want to say it, it must be because you didn't do well in the exam and you don't want to say it, right? You don't look like a college candidate.
Let me tell you, you should just stop studying. What’s the point of going to high school? You might as well come back and help your parents farm."
Lu Yongchang:……
"Mr. Qian, what are you talking about there?"
Just at this time, Wang Qiaoping's lion roar came from the side.
Wang Qiaoping's voice is not good at all. She has never lost a fight in the village.
"Are you bullying my son while I'm not there?" Wang Qiaoping came over and blocked Lu Yongchang behind him.
Mrs. Qian was also a little scared of Wang Qiaoping. She shrank back and said sarcastically: "I...how did I bully him? I was doing this for his own good."
Think about it, if your Yongchang comes back to work earlier, it will be easier for you and Lao Lu, right?"
"I bother!"
Wang Qiaoping spat on the ground: "You gave your mother's stinky shit!"
"Did my son eat your rice or drink your water? Do you want you to worry about whether he can work here?
My son is capable and can pass the high school exam. Unlike your son, who has been studying for several years and can’t even count one, two and three, even if he is paid to study.
I think you are jealous!
There is no one in my family who has any future, but he is dictating what our family does!"
Wang Qiaoping cursed at the top of her voice, which could be heard for miles, and the villagers passing by had to turn around and look at her.
After all, Mrs. Qian couldn't stand it anymore and ran away in dejection.
After she left, Wang Qiaoping did not forget to say "poof" at her back.
"what?"
After he finished speaking, he turned back to comfort his son.
"Don't listen to her, she is jealous because her son has no future."
Lu Yongchang put his hands in his pockets and smiled.
"Who cares about her? Whatever she says, I take it as fart."
"Good boy!"
Wang Qiaoping patted her son's head.
"Let's go back. Mom will prepare something delicious for you."
What Wang Qiaoping has the least worries about is her third son. The second son is honest and worries about being cheated. The fourth son is stubborn and has to be scolded every day. These three sons are good and the third son has the best plans.
Wang Qiaoping was walking in front, thinking with satisfaction, but she didn't see Lu Yongchang's eyes dimming behind her.
In fact, Granny Qian is right...
With his grades, he can pass the college entrance examination, but it will be difficult.
His academic talent is not very high, and even if he passes the exam, he won't be able to go as far as his second brother.