Everyone in the room looked at each other. Although Xiao Guoqing was angry, he had no intention of arguing. He felt a little unhappy about what he had just said.
"Then how do you deal with this money? You can eat a hundred bucks. Do Kuner's restaurants have such expensive dishes? Why do you keep so much money to catch up?"
Cao Debao on the side looked at the ten "Great Unity" cards on the table with envy, because since he got married, his wife has been the head of the house, and he has never had more than 5 yuan in his pocket.
"Eat, eat, eat. You know how to eat in one day. What else can you do besides eating?"
"Don't you understand what I mean? They want to break up with us because they are trying to catch up. This money is the hard work of helping to move today!" Qiao Chunyan scolded her unceremoniously.
Cao Debao has become accustomed to his wife's words over the years. After all, he has always been inferior to his wife in all aspects. He lives in a house shared by others and his salary is not as high as others, so naturally he cannot be strong.
But his eyes still couldn't help but look at the pile of unity, and he swallowed silently.
"Then how are we going to organize this money? Let's divide it among everyone?"
"We can't take it. He shouldn't be far away. I'll go back and catch up!" Zhou Bingkun picked up the money on the table and left the private room directly.
After walking down the stairs three steps and two steps at a time, I finally caught up with Faxiao who was about to ride his bicycle at the door.
Panting and shouting: "Catch up, wait a minute!"
Hearing this, Sun Qianchao got off his bicycle, turned around and asked, "What's wrong, Kun'er?"
Zhou Bingkun was in a hurry to go downstairs just now, so he walked over and bent over to take a few deep breaths. After four or five seconds of breathing, he stuffed the money back into his small pocket.
"Take this money back. I know what Wu Qian did today was too much, but after all, we have grown up on National Day, so how can we just cut it off?"
"Okay, I don't mean that either. I'll use this money to treat you all to dinner. There's really something going on at home, so I can't treat you with money~" Sun Ganchao said with a smile and took out the money again.
Zhou Bingkun knew that such a thing had happened and that the clay figurine was quite angry, so he did not force Fa Xiao to go back.
After thinking for a moment, he said: "You don't need so much money to eat. 20 yuan is enough~"
"No more than 20, we must let everyone eat and drink well. I have really worked hard for you today. Take this and order two more hard dishes!" Sun Qianchao directly drew four cards and handed them over.
Looking at the money in front of him, Zhou Bingkun didn't tear it up anymore. He took it and said, "Okay, I'll keep it~"
After the boss took the money, the two chatted for a few more words. Sun Qunchao, who was about to leave, suddenly remembered something.
He opened his mouth and asked, "Kun'er, if you open this restaurant now, you should be able to earn a lot of money!"
"I didn't run this, it's a newspaper business. I just work as a manager here, and I only earn a little salary every month, more than a hundred yuan!" Zhou Bingkun did not give a specific figure.
It's not that he was hiding anything from Fa Xiao, this was what Shao Jingwen specifically explained. After all, his current salary is relatively high, and it would not be good if others knew about it.
When Sun Ganchao heard the words, he didn't ask in detail, because that's not what he wanted to say. He took out the cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to Zhou Datou, then took one out and put it to his mouth and lit it with a match.
He took a sip and said, "This is a lot of money. Do you have to buy a house? It won't be a problem for your whole family to squeeze into that old house!"
"And I heard that your sister's daughter is still living with you. Now plus your two children, they are growing up every day. It's not very convenient after all!"
"I have this idea. I want to save money for two years and buy a big one then!" Zhou Bingkun replied while smoking.
"Kun'er, this is what I want to say. You must be careful when buying a house. Don't be cheated by others. I almost suffered this loss last year!"
It was a lie to say that he had suffered a loss. The main reason was that he didn't want to see the house that Zhou Datou finally saved up to buy move back to after not living there for a few years.
Of course, strictly speaking, Bingkun was not a soft persimmon. His brother was already in a very high position at that time, but Zhou Bingyi cherished his feathers and could not help him. It would be the same with or without him.
Zhou Bingkun nodded when he heard this and said casually: "Okay, I understand. Be careful when you buy it in the future!"
Seeing that his answer was perfunctory, Sun Qianchao was a little helpless, but he didn't say much. He could only remind him later when he had an opportunity. At this time, he had almost finished smoking a cigarette. It was quite cold in March, so he didn't want to be here. Stay longer.
So he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out, and said: "Kun'er, if you are short of money to buy a house, just say something. If you have too many buddies, you can't afford them. Thousand or eight hundred yuan is not a problem!"
"Catch up, thank you~"
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Time flies very fast, six years have passed in the blink of an eye, and it is now 1988. The domestic economy is taking off, especially in major cities in the south, but Jichun has lagged far behind in recent years.
That day, Yu Hong rode her bicycle home angrily as soon as she got off work. She was originally in a good mood, but all this stemmed from receiving a call from her son's class teacher before getting off work.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw my mother-in-law sweeping the floor, and I snatched the broom from her hand.
He shouted to his son who was sitting on the sofa watching TV: "Sun Maizhe, are you so bad that you gave me a score of 59 in the final math exam?"
"It's one point away from the passing mark. Your class teacher called me this afternoon. I couldn't believe it at first after hearing it!"
"If I don't beat your ass today, I will call you mom from now on!" After saying that, he rushed over with a broom!
Upon seeing this, 12-year-old Sun Maizhe quickly stood up from the sofa and hid behind his grandma. He has been afraid of his mother since he was a child.
He begged for mercy: "Mom, I was careless this time. I will definitely get good marks in the exam next time. My dad has just taught me a lesson, and I have fully realized my mistake!"
Although the grandma rarely cares about her son and daughter-in-law's education, she still cares about her grandson.
He said cautiously: "Hong, how about..."
"Mom, please don't worry about this!" Sun Qunchao, who was sitting aside and reading a book, interrupted directly.
Then he put down the Five Thousand Years of China in his hand and said angrily:
"This kid really deserves a beating. His dad is an associate professor at a university, but this little bastard failed math. If you tell me, I'm going to lose my old face!"
"Both of them are born to the same parents. Look at his sister Nini. Not to mention all of her perfect scores, they are all above 90. I don't have so many requirements for him, but failing to pass is really too much!"
Yu Hong became angrier and angrier as she listened. Finally, she stepped forward and grabbed her son's neck collar, pulled him from behind his mother-in-law, and slapped his butt twice hard with a broom.
Then he said harsh words: "This summer, you are not allowed to watch TV at all. If I find out once, I will smash it for you!"
"Mom, can you watch it tonight?" Sun Maizhe couldn't care less about the pain in his butt at this moment.
Yu Hong, who was a little discouraged at first, punched her again when she heard this: "What the hell, when does it hit 70, can you watch TV!"
"Your mother is right, I will supervise this matter!" Sun Qianchao also agreed.
…
(End of chapter)
