The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

Chapter 61: , mom, we don't eat sweet potato rice anymore

Chapter 61, Mom, let's not eat sweet potato rice anymore

People are not enough to swallow an elephant, and 200 is too little. When they leave, they want to take the canvas bag in Zhang Xuan’s arms along.

Just touched the strap of the canvas bag, the young guy felt a tap on his shoulder, and when he instinctively turned back, a huge fist slammed into his face.

"Ouch!"

The young man was caught off guard, and was directly knocked to the ground by a punch, his head slammed into the iron bed, his teeth grinned in pain, and tears came out.

Hearing the cry, Zhang Xuan immediately opened his eyes, and he immediately understood what was going on at the scene.

After kicking the person over, Zhang Xuan, who was displeased, followed him and kicked a few more times, planning to call the marshals.

"Don't call the police, I'll settle it with him privately." At this time, Sun Fucheng saw that the others were still sleeping, and Li Suo stopped Zhang Xuan, and then began to search the guy, especially the big pocket became the key target.

It’s okay if you don’t search for it. After a search, you will find more than 5,100 yuan in cash, as well as several square gold rings and a jade bracelet.

Sun Fucheng took the money and weighed it, and said to the young guy on the ground, "You choose it yourself, and it's private with me? Or should I send you to the police station?"

The young guy was so angry that he was so angry that he was being blackmailed, but in the end he lowered his head.

This show made Zhang Xuan dumbfounded, sitting there, not knowing what to say for a while.

Upon seeing this, Sun Fucheng directly gave him 2,000 yuan and explained, "You know, my son is in urgent need of money for surgery at Xiangya Hospital, so I'll be cheeky and take a big head."

Zhang Xuan hurriedly waved his hand, but didn't answer, instead he asked worriedly: "Uncle, you don't worry about the other party calling the police, and the fish will die and the net will be broken?"

Who knew that Sun Fucheng said very disdainfully: "He is a repeat offender, he dare not do this, such people are most afraid of the people's comrades, they would rather suffer losses than call the police."

"..." Zhang Xuan was speechless.

also refreshed his understanding of Sun Fucheng once again. From the Mitsubishi knife to the scene just now, it fully proves that this old man is not a good stubble, but has a black heart.

Time was walking, the stars in the sky receded, the moon hid, and when the dazzling golden light entered the carriage, Zhang Xuan sighed.

We have only arrived at Hengshi now. The train has to pass through Zhushi and Loushi before arriving at Shaoshi. At this speed, we have to go in the afternoon.

It seems that it is not in time for Comrade Du Shuangling's 18th birthday party.

was a little suffocated, he got up and went to the toilet, only to walk a few steps when Sun Fucheng quietly grabbed his clothes.

Zhang Xuan asked, "Uncle, what's wrong?"

Sun Fucheng didn't say a word, just tilted his chin towards the toilet, motioning him to look for himself.

Zhang Xuan was a little inexplicable, but he still sat down in the sleeper aisle and soaked a pack of instant noodles by the way.

5 minutes later, the toilet door opened, and a middle-aged man came out. When he saw Zhang Xuan staring straight at him, he was a little sluggish, then lowered his head and walked away.

After another minute, a young woman came out. This woman, Zhang Xuan, had the impression that she was holding a baby when she got into the car. The baby kept crying for at least half an hour.

At this moment, people also poked their heads out. When they met Zhang Xuan's unabashed eyes, they were obviously startled, and then their heads shrank back suddenly.

After another 2 minutes, the young woman seemed to have made up her mind and walked out.

The big man next to him also seemed to have discovered this secret. When the young woman walked over, she asked with a wretched smile, "How much does it cost, and can I make up the ticket?"

Hearing such piercing words, Zhang Xuan's whole body is not well, and he feels that instant noodles are not delicious.

Watching the young woman enter the sleeper box next door, Sun Fu matched his fingers and said, "This woman has picked up three times in one night."

Looking at Sun Fucheng's constipated happiness, he really wanted to ask, "Uncle, why don't you go in?"

After eating the noodles, Zhang Xuan decided to change the toilet to relieve himself. When he came back, as soon as he sat down, he heard the people nearby were talking about young women, men and women were angry.

Ah! The co-authors have all found out, were they pretending to be asleep before?

became the protagonist of the topic being discussed. Maybe she couldn't stay any longer. The young woman left on her own halfway, carrying a baby to the next door, the hard-seat carriage.

Around 2:00 pm, the late train finally entered the station, the whistle blew long, the car slowed to a stop, Zhang Xuan was finally able to catch his breath, he was greasy. I dare not see people again.

Get off the bus and exit the platform. Zhang Xuan went directly to Yang Yun's house to take a shower, and then he was ready to rush to the school.

Hearing the sound of the door, Yang Yun, who was choosing dishes, poked his head from the kitchen: "Brother, this is the order, let's go after dinner."

Of course you are willing to have food, but you just choose the dishes, God knows how long it will take?

Zhang Xuan shook his hand, "Forget it, when your meal is ready, I'm almost dizzy from hunger, so let's go, let's go."

said, without waiting for a reply, he opened the door and ran away.

In order not to take the car on an empty stomach, Zhang Xuan found a noodle shop nearby, ordered a bowl of beef noodle, and extravagantly ordered a fried egg and a spoonful of dried tofu.

Rebirth, this is the most expensive bowl of noodles, the most fragrant bowl of noodles, he thinks this moment is worth remembering.

In the future, the days of not having enough to eat and drink are getting farther and farther away from him. Thinking of this, Zhang Xuan was so excited that he almost wanted to cry. He really wanted to find a woman and lie down in his arms and cry.

When arrived at the school, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun began to set in the west.

Chen Risheng was playing basketball with others on the playground. He was full of tendons and sweat.

Zhang Xuan walked over, caught him and asked, "Did you go to Du Shuangling's birthday party at noon?"

Chen Risheng threw the basketball in his hand to others, rubbed the sweat stains on his arm, and said, "I ate it, I ate it in the big hotel. Du Shuangling's parents dote on her so much that they are willing to spend money."

People are rich, they only have two daughters, so of course they are willing to spend.

Zhang Xuan asked, "Where are they now?"

Chen Risheng touched his head and was a little confused, "It's on the street, I don't know the specifics. I played basketball with them after I finished eating. But a boy came to Yang Yongjian, Du Shuangling and Mi Jian went shopping with them. already."

Zhang Xuan gestured with his right hand to his mouth and asked, "Is that boy so tall and thin?"

"Yes, that dwarf winter melon only reaches my lower lip. I really don't understand what Yang Yongjian thinks." Chen Risheng obviously despised others and thought that person was dreaming.

Zhang Xuan smiled and didn't say more on this topic, he waved his hand and said, "Go on and play, I'm going back to the dormitory."

Chen Risheng didn't listen, and followed him curiously: "Did you make money by going to Shencheng this time?"

Zhang Xuan glanced at him sideways, "I earned it."

Chen Risheng wentssips even more: "How much did you earn?"

Zhang Xuan said: "You'd better not know it, and tell it to scare you to death."

Chen Risheng looked incredulous: "Cut! Scare me to death! You can scare me to death with money now, you can't scare me to death, you are my grandson."

Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, resisted the urge to do it, ignored him, and went straight back to the dormitory.

Washed his face and tidied up his things. Zhang Xuan took the IC card and left the dormitory.

Prepare to call Ruan Xiuqin.

still hit the crossroads. After connecting, Zhang Xuan said, "Mom, I've made a lot of money."

Hearing the thoughtless words, Ruan Xiuqin was stunned: "Are you talking nonsense?"

"No nonsense. Mom, listen carefully, your son has made a lot of money."

Zhang Xuan was naughty, then he didn't give Ruan Xiuqin a chance to interrupt, and spoke out about the business of confiscating materials in one breath.

Ruan Xiuqin finished listening, endured it, as if she was listening to a book from heaven, and asked in disbelief, "Is what you said true?"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask my uncle, can your precious son lie to you?" Zhang Xuan had to move his uncle out.

Hearing that Ruan Dezhi was mentioned, Ruan Xiuqin finally believed it for a while. After a while of silence, she said, "I'll check later, how much did you earn?"

"150,000." This is the money Zhang Xuan calculated based on the family's debts and the need to build a house. After running out, there are tens of thousands left to subsidize the family.

"How much?" Ruan Xiuqin was stunned, and her tone suddenly rose a bit.

"150,000." Zhang Xuan repeated.

"Are you sure about 150,000?"

"Yes, 150,000."

Ruan Xiuqin stopped talking, clenching her fists and fighting between heaven and man, she finally took a breath, glanced around, and said in a low voice:

"Then your sister-in-law should also make a lot of money, right?"

"Things haven't been sold yet. If they are sold, there must be quite a few, but I haven't asked about the specifics, and I can't ask them. We both have a tacit understanding." 250,000 is reserved for private housing.

"That's good, it should be like this." Ruan Xiuqin obviously knew the depths and the advance and retreat between people.

Hearing what his mother said, Zhang Xuan quickly ordered:

"Mom, the unit price of the goods I get from the customs is confidential. If Sister Hui asks you in the future, you must keep it secret for me. Also, don't ask Sister Hui about business. It's not good."

"Mom is not stupid, I won't tell anyone about this, including your aunt and sister. If the villagers ask you how you got your money in the future, I'll say you earned it by writing articles."

Ruan Xiuqin seemed to have seen through her son's thoughts, and then continued: "I won't ask your sister-in-law Hui about you. You are an adult, and you are more capable than your mother, and your mother trusts you. It's just that when you're outside, you have to weigh everything carefully before you do it. Decide."

At this moment, when she knew that her son was making a lot of money, Ruan Xiuqin, who had been oppressed by life for decades, seemed to suddenly understand: her son is a writer and can write articles to make money. Before the college entrance examination, he knew how to exploit loopholes to do business to make money. money.

She is very pleased that her son has more ability and vision than herself. So she made a decision at this moment, and couldn't interfere with him like in the past.

"Mom, thank you for your understanding." Hearing his mother say this, Zhang Xuan was completely relieved.

Then he said in a negotiating tone: "When Sister Hui sells this batch of goods, I will give you the 150,000 yuan. We will repay the debt, build a red brick house, and then improve our lives, you and my sister. Can't eat sweet potato rice anymore."

Ruan Xiuqin did not speak, but kept laughing, with tears in her eyes.

My son hurts herself, nothing makes her feel better, nothing makes her feel more meaningful.

"Mom, did you hear me, no more sweet potato rice!"

"Okay, I heard you."

"Really no more sweet potato rice!"

"Mom promises you."

…

The mother and son extended a lot about money matters and chatted a lot. It took about 15 minutes to end the call.

If it wasn't for the fact that she had officially made a lot of money, Ruan Xiuqin would never let the call last more than three minutes.

My mother is very smart, but it is not clear, which makes Zhang Xuan happy.

But after happiness comes trouble, why do you say that you make money by writing articles?

Isn't this a disguised way of forcing yourself to become a writer?