I ran back sweating profusely, as if I was being chased by a ghost.
"What are you doing, Zhou Jitong? Wash your hands quickly. Huh, I've said it so many times and you don't listen every time. You just know how to deal with me. Brother, please talk about him!"
The fourth child, who was about to use chopsticks to eat as soon as he entered the door, was frightened by the chopsticks raised by his second sister.
In order to eat hot dumplings as soon as possible, Zhou Jitong had to run to the kitchen to fetch water and wash his hands.
Then he was scolded by his second sister.
The water at home is brought in from the well at the door, and most of the water lifting work is done by Zhou Shuqing.
"Fourth brother, don't always forget to eat and not to take a shower. Washing hands before meals is not a rule but a matter of hygiene. You promised your second sister yourself, what will you do next time?"
In this family now, Zhou Jimin is not only the eldest son, but also the head of the family.
Therefore, the fourth child dare not not listen to what he said.
"There will be no next time, second sister, I promise!"
The naughty boy, the Fourth, is so smart that he didn’t even mention any punishment.
After swearing, I picked up my chopsticks and picked up a dumpling before I sat down.
Unfortunately, it's too hot, and I'm gasping for breath. But no matter how hot it is, it's fine, but I just don't want to spit it out.
Zhou Shuqing was angry, but this was her biological brother. She was afraid of breaking him and getting burned, so she had no choice but to give her eldest brother a look.
Seeing the second child's look for help, Zhou Jimin was speechless for a while.
This family can’t even survive even if it’s a meal.
"Set a rule, don't eat so fast in the future, eat slowly, do you hear me?"
"I heard it!" Zhou Shumin was the first to respond. She is very sensible and obedient.
"So good!"
Then it’s a slap on the head.
The third and fourth children still went their own way and ate very fast.
So delicious and fragrant!
You keep chewing and talking. In Zhou Shuqing’s words, even the president of the United Nations is not as busy as you two.
Halfway through the meal, the third child and the fourth child had finished fighting. They were lying on the kang, stroking their stomachs, and looking at the plates.
If Zhou Jimin hadn't allowed them to eat, they would have continued to make more than ten dumplings.
There is a visitor at the door. It is Teacher Yan, the third uncle in the front yard.
"The third uncle is here."
Looking at the plate of dumplings, Yan Bugui's throat couldn't help but roll.
"Jimin, do you want to eat?"
"Well, we're almost done. Have you eaten, Mr. Third?"
"No, your third aunt has just started cooking."
Then he looked at Zhou Jimin eagerly. The latter did not answer the question at all, but changed the subject and said:
"Oh, Mr. Third, come in and sit down. Xiaoqing, give Mr. Third a glass of water. Have you finished the little goldfish? If not, bring it to your room to eat."
"Third uncle, drink water." Zhou Shuqing poured a glass of boiled water over and said respectfully.
But the third uncle's eyes were not on the water glass at all, but on the plate of dumplings.
But the dumplings were carried by Zhou Shumin, and she ran to the next room with her short legs.
"Jimin, it's not that the third uncle is too talkative. If you do this every day, you won't be able to live in the future?"
After Zhou Shumin left, Yan Bugui withdrew his gaze and began to preach as an elder.
In 1958, fifty cents could buy one and a half kilograms of pork, 2 kilograms of beef, 15 kilograms of cornmeal, and more than 8 kilograms of ordinary standard flour.
A bowl of soy milk costs 4 cents, and a fried dough stick costs 4 cents. Tuition and miscellaneous fees for primary school students are 2 yuan and 50 cents, and tuition fees for middle school students are 4 yuan.
And Lao Zhou now only has one apprentice, Zhou Jimin, with a monthly salary of 23 yuan.
According to their daily consumption of one and a half kilograms of pork, plus two kilograms of flour, five kilograms of cabbage, etc., they will lose an average of seventy cents or eighty cents a day, which is twenty-one yuan a month.
This is just daily food.
The old Zhou family also has three children in school, plus Zhou Shumin, who is about to enter school, the annual cost here is at least 23 yuan.
What about other expenses such as illness, salt, clothes, etc. on weekdays?
Zhou Jimin's apprenticeship salary of 23 yuan alone cannot support him at all.
Therefore, Yan Bugui’s teaching is not unreasonable.
Zhou Shuqing and her three siblings, who were listening next to them, suddenly panicked and looked at their eldest brother repeatedly.
The latter's eyes lit up, he hit the snake and put it on the stick, saying:
"Third uncle, are you ready to support our family? Thank you so much. You don't know, my younger brothers and sisters eat a lot every day, but they make me worried to death...
.."
Yan Bugui was stunned for a while, wondering, is there such a shameless person in the world?
Teacher Yan came to his senses, quickly stopped and expressed his misunderstanding, explained one sentence after another, and then quickly changed the topic.
Wucao, you can’t afford to offend this boy from the Zhou family.
"It's like this, Jimin, look at our family's Jie Cheng, who is four years older than you and still doesn't have a job. Your third uncle and I are also worried to death."
As soon as the topic changed, it was a misfortune first.
As expected of Yan Laoji, no one else can do this scheme.
Zhou Jimin was speechless. This Yan Laoji actually set his sights on the job that Zhou's mother had left behind. It was so bullying.
It is said that every carrot is a pit, and this is clearly reflected in this era.
The job opportunity of being a noodle maker was left to Zhou's mother, so naturally it was the children of the Zhou family who took the job.
But now in the old Zhou family, there are four candidates who can take the post, but all of them are under age.
Just like Zhou Jimin himself, he held Lao Zhou's position, but because he was under sixteen years old, he could only get an apprentice's salary.
"Then why doesn't Brother Jie Cheng look for a job? I remember that steel rolling mills, cotton spinning mills, power plants, etc. are all recruiting workers. Isn't there a post on the street?"
If you use these words to block Yan Bugui, it is a silent rejection.
If you don’t have a job, then look for a job. This is a very normal and basic logic.
When Teacher Yan heard this, his face turned blue and red, and he secretly cursed Zhou Jimin, a little fox, how could he learn to curse?
Yan Jiecheng of his family is nineteen years old this year. Like most young people in the capital, he has nothing to do and has high ambitions and low abilities.
There are indeed recruitments at the sub-district office, but they are all jobs that require a certificate or educational requirements. Whether it is an electrician certificate or a university degree, Yan Jiecheng cannot meet any of them.
In other words, most young people in Beijing cannot meet such requirements, otherwise there would not be so many young people staying at home.
Therefore, what Zhou Jimin just said was pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey.
However, Yan Laoji can't be angry yet. There is no way he is looking for a job in the old Zhou family?
"Haha, Jimin, you just love to joke."
Yan Laojie smiled awkwardly and continued:
"Your mother just left, so I didn't have the nerve to mention it. It's been more than half a month now. I want to ask Jimin, how did you arrange the work that your mother left behind?"