Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 468 Borrowing Money

   Marry someone else, she may not live as she is today.

  Lao Zhou was lazy when he was young, and he didn’t care much about it, but that’s not his fault alone. Qian clearly understood that there weren’t any men in these faulty villages?

   is her elder brother. Her sister-in-law used to pick the water tank at home. Later it was picked by the nephews and daughters-in-law, and now it is the grandchildren’s children...

  The reason why Zhou Jin is mentioned is that he is lazier than the average person, but he also has his own thoughtfulness that others cannot.

  Don’t think that the women in the village now can take charge of the family, and even the money is placed with the women, but it really takes a lot of money, or when there are important things in the family, there are not many women who can really take the lead.

  Not to mention the time when the man in charge disagrees with it.

  But Qian can.

  At Lao Zhou’s house, Qian seemed to seldom take care of outside matters, and left it to Lao Zhou to arrange, but she didn’t say anything about it. Once she opened her mouth, the family still had to listen to her.

  If this were in someone else’s house, the man would have turned the sky early.

   But the old Zhou head will not turn over.

  Perhaps the old account was turned over, Lao Zhoutou was a little guilty, he got up before it was light, and he woke up earlier than Qian.

  He fumbled around in the house for a while, and he woke up Qian, but he opened the door and went out.

  Qian opened his eyes and glanced at his back, then closed his eyes again.

  Lao Zhoutou squatted to the door of Man Bao’s room.

  Man Bao stretched out, with a disheveled hair, when he was about to come out to fetch water to wash, he saw his father as soon as he opened the door, and was so frightened that she almost buckled the tub on her father's head.

   "Father?"

Old Zhou hissed, and carefully glanced at the fourth child’s room. He was relieved to see that there was no movement in the next room. He immediately pulled the good girl into the house and asked: "Man Bao, Dad begs you. Something."

  Man Bao held the tub and nodded, "Father, you say."

   "Are you rich?"

  Man Bao nodded affirmatively, she is very rich.

  Lao Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, with a bright smile on his face, and whispered: "Father borrowed some money from you. I..."

  Lao Zhou thought for a while. He didn't seem to have the opportunity to save money. He tangled up, "Do you think Dad will pay you back in a few years?"

   "Father, don't you have private money?"

  Lao Zhoutou took out the private money that she had touched in the morning and showed it to her. Not much, just a bunch of money strung together with more than a dozen texts.

  He sighed, "Your mother holds all the money at home, and she knows every penny in her heart. I have saved this hundred and sixteen pennies in the past few years."

  Man Bao stared at her dad blankly, it was Sitou and Sanya, and they had more than that.

  Lao Zhou asked Manbao, "Do you have a lot of money?"

  Man Bao nodded, at least much more than her father’s.

   "Then, do you borrow a little from Dad?"

   "Father, what do you want money for?"

"I want to make a silver bracelet for your mother. It doesn't need to be too big, it's fine." He said distressed: "I watched it last time when I went to the county town, but the money your mother gave to buy there is not much fabric left. So I didn’t buy it. I was thinking about buying it again when she gets older, but..."

  But wasn’t the old account turned over yesterday?

  Although his wife's face is not angry, he always feels that she is not very happy either. Last night, Lao Zhou hadn't slept for most of the night, just thinking about it, the more he thought about it, the more he felt as if the grass grew in his heart.

  He gestured to Man Bao about the style and size of the silver bracelet, and whispered: "I asked, that silver bracelet has to cost three to two seven hundred characters, Man Bao, you borrow a little from your father?"

  Man Bao expressed doubts about his father’s ability to pay off debts, "Then where do you save money in the future?"

"On the fifth day of the fifth day, didn't your second brother earn nearly 200 wen from selling wormwood? I plan not to let him sell it next year. I will go and save it for a few years. You will definitely be able to pay it back when you get married. "

  Man Bao:……

She stopped washing her face and combing her hair. She put down the tub and pulled her father to talk about business together, "Father, you can't save money like this. Look at you. It's been a hundred years. Duowen's private money."

  Lao Zhoutou: ...what can he do?

  The money earned at home is directly in the hands of the Qians. The sons can still only pay 60% of the money to the public, but he handed them all in. The private money was saved by his deadlock.

  Lao Zhou's head is very sad.

What can Manbao do?

   could only express his heavy sympathy, and gave him a suggestion, "You can sell the cigarettes."

  Koko said that smoking is not good for your health, and sitting next to the smoker is not good. Man Bao has long wanted his father to quit smoking.

  However, although Lao Zhoutou liked Manbao, he was unwilling to give up his one of the few hobbies, so no matter how he responded, he turned around to smoke or smoke.

  Zhou Jin didn't smoke when he was young, he didn't even know that there was such a thing in the world before.

He started to smoke from the year Zhou Yin sold himself. At that time Zhou Yin sold himself in exchange for a bag of grain and returned to the village, so that they could find a livelihood in the county. .

At that time, he took Da Lang Erlang and the people from the village to carry bags to people in the county town. The burdens that he had never carried in his life were all on him. He couldn't sleep, and he was doing heavy work. The trader gave him a handful of shredded tobacco, and he smoked it and felt good.

  The shopkeeper left him a bit of tobacco, and he agreed that he would come to collect the tobacco with him in the following year.

  As a result, Lao Zhou’s head plant came out, but the shopkeeper didn’t come again. He didn’t know if he forgot about it or he died on the road.

  Anyway, no one wanted the tobacco leaves that he planted, so Lao Zhou dried it himself and cut it into shreds and smoked it himself. Later, some people smoked in the county and started buying tobacco leaves.

  Under normal circumstances, Lao Zhoutou's tobacco leaves will only be sold when the family has no money to buy medicine for Qian's.

  Because if the family can’t even get the money for Qian’s medicine, it’s almost the end of the mountain.

  Now the family is not short of money, and the old wife doesn’t take medicine anymore, Lao Zhoutou is very reluctant to exchange his beloved things for money.

  So facing Man Bao’s proposal, he wanted to turn around and leave, but his **** seemed to have his own consciousness, so he stuck to the stool and did not move.

  For a long time, Lao Zhoutou seemed to have found a reason, "The tobacco leaves are worthless."

  "Who said, isn't a couple of tobacco leaves ten cents?"

   "Yes, but how many tobacco leaves does your father have."

  "Then you can have a little bit of variety, anyway, just plant it in the corner of the vegetable garden, and it won't take up any space."

  Lao Zhou’s head sternly said: “It’s cheaper if you sell too much, it’s only seventy or eighty liters per catty.”

   "That ten catties is seven or eight hundred yuan."

  Lao Zhoutou immediately shook his head and said: "How can there be so many? So a large handful of tobacco leaves only a pound after being dried. It's not worth it, it's not worth it."

  Man Bao simply said: "Father, if you promise me to sell half of the tobacco, I promise to lend you."

  (End of this chapter)