The Boss of the Yan Family in Siheyuan

When they got off work that afternoon, Qin Huairu and Shazhu were about to go home when they were stopped by the girl from the communication room in the factory.

"Qin Huairu, don't leave yet. Your son has sent you a telegram to the factory."

Qin Huairu was confused by this sentence. Her family was not on the train, so how could she send him a telegram? So she said:

"Did you read it wrong? My cockroach has gone to the countryside and he is still on the train. Where did he send me the telegram?"

"That's right. The telegram was sent from the train. It must have been sent by your child. You'd better take a look." As she said this, the girl handed a note to Qin Huairu and left without looking back.

Even though she was already off work, she was still asked to run for a while, but she didn't have a good tone when speaking.

Qin Huairu took the note and looked at the few words on it: "If the money is stolen, please send another two hundred."

After reading it, I didn’t know what to say. This two hundred yuan was her salary for more than half a year, and she didn’t have anything to eat or drink. This damn kid just threw it away, why didn’t he lose it too?

Silly Zhu looked at Qin Huairu's gloomy expression and asked in confusion: "What's wrong Huairu? Did something happen to Banggeng?"

"That damn kid lost the money he brought."

"Money! That's okay, just send it to him." Silly Zhu didn't care about money at home and had no idea about how much money it was. Anyway, as long as he could drink wine and eat peanuts.

"It's nice to say, two hundred yuan, our family's annual expenses. You think it's only one or two yuan, just send it." Qin Huairu said in a bad tone, she was about to explode, and Silly Zhu continued to make trouble.

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"Then what should I do? Don't send it to him?"

Qin Huairu thought for a while, it would be okay if she didn't send money. The key is that Banggeng didn't bring anything with her. If she didn't have any money, she wouldn't starve to death. Even if she didn't starve to death, she would freeze to death. It's so cold in that damn place.

"Even if you send money, you can't send two hundred yuan. What if he loses it? In this way, send him fifty yuan first, and then send him five yuan a month. Even if he loses it, it will be fine."

"That's good, but it's a bit troublesome and I have to go to the post office every month."

"It's better to have trouble than lose money. Think about it, if you make 200 yuan for a wedding banquet, how many meals would you have to cook?"

Silly Zhu counted on his fingers. For two hundred yuan, he would have to go out and cook a hundred wedding banquets for people. With the current market situation, there might not be so much work in two years.

"This little bastard actually lost so much money." Si Zhu said with gritted teeth after finishing the calculation.

"Now I know, that's not what you said just now. Take out your calm energy just now, and the fifty yuan will be deducted from your small coffers. It's settled."

"No! I've managed to save some money, and I'm just counting on this money to drink."

"If you want to drink, then go out more and earn some extra money. Don't sit around at home all day long and think you are being paid less. Earning an extra dime is not a dime." Qin Huairu said angrily. There are many jobs for stupid people.

He disliked the small offer and turned it down. Otherwise, it would be stupid of Zhu Zhu's craftsmanship. If he wanted to go out to work, he would still have free time. Besides, if he was given less, wouldn't it mean that the banquet was less? He could make a table.

Comparing it to three tables. To say anything else is nonsense. Silly Zhu is just lazy.

When she got home, she didn't tell Mrs. Jia Zhang. Qin Huairu stayed behind to cook, and asked Shazhu to take the money to the post office and remit the money to Banggeng. She was afraid that Ms. Jia Zhang would not agree if she found out and would clamor for them.

Give two hundred.

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Yan Jiekuang and the others wandered around on the train for two days and finally arrived in the city this morning.

After getting off the bus, they took a bus to the county town below, and then took a tractor to the town.

It was already dark when they arrived in the town, and a group of people gathered together, waiting for the oxcart from the village to pick them up.

After waiting for more than an hour, several slow-moving bullock carts came over. Before that, several cars had already arrived and picked up many educated youths.

"I'm sorry, it's too dark to walk on the road late. You guys have to wait in a hurry. Get in the car quickly. My name is Wu Erdan and you can just call me Erdan." The visitors counted the number of people who happened to be going.

He was from their village, so he spoke and introduced himself.

Yan Jiekuang and others got in the car and sat down, leaving Banggeng standing beside the car without getting in. He wrinkled his nose at the smell emanating from it: "What did you put in this car? It smells so bad."

"I'm sorry, I've been fertilizing the fields for the past two days and I didn't wash them off even though I was in a hurry. Erdan said sheepishly, touching his head.

"If you don't like the smell, just walk over. Don't mistake us." Yan Jiekuang quickly interrupted Banggeng when he saw that he was still talking. It's already dark, so why don't we wait until it's time in the village?

They still have to pack their luggage and arrange accommodation.

"Who can't say it? Why don't you let Wei Da'er say it? You should have cleaned the car earlier, really." Bangge said as he got into the car slowly, with a look of disgust on his face.

Yan Jiekuang stopped talking when he saw Banggeng getting in the car. This kid would suffer a lot in the future just because of his mouth. There was no need for him to discipline him for his family.

Erdan watched everyone get on the cart, whipped his whip and the ox cart slowly drove forward.

Along the way, Yan Jiekuang chatted with Erdan from time to time and inquired about the situation in the village.

Erdan didn't hide anything, he just said whatever Yan Jiekuang asked. Anyway, even if he didn't tell them, they would know it when they got to the village.

After chatting along the way, Yan Jiekuang gained some understanding of the situation in the village.

The reason why this village is called Lianghe Village is because rivers pass through it in both the east and west directions, and it relies on a large mountain to the north. To leave and enter the village, you can only take the south road.

He also heard that there were already ten educated youths in this village, and they were the second wave of educated youths who came to this village.

The village had a place for educated youths like them to live, and a courtyard was specially built to serve as an educated youth spot.

Like their fellow commune members, educated youths also earn centimeters from work every day. At the end of the year, the centimeters are exchanged for food. Those with more centimeters can also be exchanged for money.

Although only one season of food can be grown here every year, since there are fewer people and more land, there is no need to worry about food and drink. Sometimes you can encounter some small animals, but the big ones rarely go down the mountain. Every year, the village also organizes people to go fishing in the water. In addition to the need to turn in

Yes, a lot can be left for the members to share.

There are still about ten pigs raised in the village, and at the end of the year, you can exchange them for pork by centimeters.

The conditions are much better than those in the villages over Sijiu City, but winter is difficult, so if you want to be more comfortable, prepare some firewood.

There is a lot of firewood here, and there is plenty of firewood in the mountains, but it is troublesome to get it back, and you have to rely on people to carry it.

Also, their village is small and there is no school. Children in the village have to walk seven or eight miles to other large villages to go to school.