Youcai has been fifty miles away, but he has not been able to say that he is a daughter-in-law, and bending into a shrimp-like back is an insurmountable gap on the road of his feelings.
"Your second and third brothers both have several sons. I'm going to be the one who succeeds to you, that is. The elderly mother looked at him alone and gave him an idea.
"Hey!" Youcai muffled a voice, three points of grievance, seven points of helplessness.
Since then, there has been a lot of energy in the field with wealth, and when the farmer is idle, he will pick up some rags, buy money for it, and save it. People in the village rumor that having money is saving money for their own pension, after all, it is better to kiss their sons than to have close money.
"Uncle, I bought you some dried salted fish and a jar of pork floss, so don't always eat your own pickle knots." Hai Feng pinched her nose, stepped over a pile of rags, and walked slowly in.
"Oh, I see." The dull-minded Youcai only answered one sentence and then stopped speaking.
"Uncle. I came to you today, in addition to bringing you food. One more thing I would like to discuss with you. The store I opened was very prosperous, and I planned to open another branch. But when this branch is opened, more money is needed to turn the funds around. You live alone, the house is not locked, in case your money is stolen, but there is no place to cry. Hai Feng followed the good way.
"You put the money on me, and I'll give you a little interest a year." Although my grandmother sent Penghui to your name, but after all, it is not her own child, and it is a good idea for you to save more pension money. Hai Feng "bitterly" advised, but did not mention much interest for half a word.
A word was like a needle that was accurately pierced into the sore spot of wealth, and he took out all his savings without saying a word.
"Have you recently noticed that Haifeng frequently enters uncle's house?" Early in the morning, Haixia ran back to her mother's house to make a sound.
"I don't know, she can go if she wants." Stinky old man, she is willing to go back to serve herself, I have no opinion. Penghui took a sip of the wine in the glass and took a few sips of food, and said slowly.
"Oops, you stupid head. Naturally, the stinky old man was not remembered, but the money in his hand was not disliked. I have heard that recently Haifeng has been carrying vegetables to see him every five minutes, perhaps because he likes the little money in his hand. Don't forget, in addition to the old man's savings of farming and picking up rags, he also has a pension for being a soldier. If this falls into the hands of Hai Feng, you will not be able to count on anything. Said. Haixia poked a finger at the head of her brother who only knew that he was soaking in the wine altar.
"What then?" Penghui was a little flustered. "She's going to do superficial kung fu, don't we?" Now that it is almost the New Year, let's go and clean up his house together, and by the way, we will inquire how much the uncle has saved in Haifengna. Haixia pulled up her brother and went outside.
In the village. "Rich, blessed, nephews and nieces come together to clean up the house for you, and our own children are not as attentive as your family." An old man grinned.
"Oh, what's the use of being diligent, the purpose is not pure." You see that the big nephew who has wealth is only in his early thirties, and he soaks in wine every day. A man with a straight heart told the truth.
"Hum" There was a muffled hum, and his face was as black as the bottom of the pot. The heart is filled with inexplicable emotions, and I don't know whether it is grievance or sadness.
"Penghui, it's not good, your uncle fell down when he was hoeing the ground in the back mountain, the fall was not light, and he couldn't climb up." Early in the morning, Penghui was called out from the bed by the messenger.
"Dead old man, early in the morning after the mountain hoe that door of the land, suspect long life..." Peng Hui muttered while getting dressed. But when he saw youcai, he changed his face again: "Uncle, what a pain, can you still go?" That concerned face almost made people think that it was not he who had just cursed.
"Oh, I can't climb up, how to go, see if it falls lightly, you hurry up and carry him down." The messenger interrupted his melancholy posture.
The entrance to the orthopedic clinic. "Elder sister, now that the old man is like this, don't you want me to serve him to death?" Really, how come I didn't kill him all at once. Penghui said indignantly.
"Are you stupid, if he dies, won't he be able to get back the money that put Bao Feng's money?" He was in his eighties, how long could he live. According to me, it is the most important thing to get the money from him to Put Hai Feng na back now. Hai Xia's eyes rolled and she came up with another idea.
"Sister Haifeng, Uncle Da has broken his leg now and needs money for treatment, can you see if you can return Uncle Da's money to him first?" Penghui thought about it for a long time and finally controlled himself to dial Haifeng's phone in the most kind voice.
"Oops. It's no coincidence that I just got in a batch of goods and don't have any living money on hand, or you will pay in advance. Hai Feng was busy refusing, without the slightest intention of asking about the wealth injury.
"It's not that I don't want to advance this money, but you also know that I am precarious alone, and I don't know how long Uncle will be cured of this disease. Give me the money first. Penghui suppressed his anger and said gently.
"Well, wait a few days for me." After saying that, Haifeng hung up the phone, and she made up her mind not to pay back the money.
"You don't have the right amount of money." As soon as Hai Feng said his thoughts, her husband Zhiyong immediately shook his head: "It is well known that your uncle put money on us, and now he broke his leg." But we didn't take the money out, and the people in the village knew about it, and our reputation was ruined. ”
The businessman has the most important reputation, and when the reputation is ruined, the business is finished. But let HaiFeng spit out the meat she ate into her mouth, she was absolutely unwilling. She was about to say something, but her husband took the lead in opening his mouth: "The amount of borrowed money is only known to you and your uncle, and how much to give is not up to us to decide?" Although your uncle has an eccentric personality, he is a face-loving person, and he will never make a big deal out of it. Besides, this money is old, and there are interest entanglements. I'm afraid he can't remember much. ”
Listening to her husband's words, Haifeng immediately understood, she was busy taking some money from the safe, and rushed to the hospital without stopping.
Things went well. Youcai really accepted the money as Zhiyong expected without saying a word. Although Penghui wanted to make trouble, he was suppressed by Haixia and could not turn over any wind and waves.
The money thing was solved, but the rich did not survive that winter. On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, Penghui set up a shed in his yard and held a funeral. In the sound of shouting, after the firecrackers, the wealth of half a life's work was sent up the mountain by the scenery. Only the coffin goes. The family then quarreled, Penghui said that Haifeng had given up the money that had money, and Haifeng said that Penghui was greedy and insufficient, and he should not worry about it. The village is very "lively".
Some people say that if you have money to enjoy life and don't save so much money, maybe there will be no dispute, and some people say that if you have money and don't save money, there may not even be someone to do his funeral. It is said that it is the curse of "money".