As Uncle Li spoke, he looked at Aunt Quan aside.
Hearing her name, Aunt Quan turned her attention away from her legs and reluctantly took out a paper bag more than a palm wide from the collapsed basket.
He pursed his lips and handed it forward with some reluctance, "Here, they are all here, you can count them."
Zhang Xueqing put both arms on the crutches and glanced at him lightly, but did not pick up.
He looked at Village Chief Li again and said, "Uncle Li, there is a big dog in the yard. I can't hold it back, so I won't invite you in."
"This money..." Zhang Xueqing paused and continued, "You have also seen it. It is not convenient for me. Please help me."
Village Chief Li sighed unbearably, took the thick pile of money from Aunt Quan's hand, opened the paper outside, and was stunned immediately, looking at Aunt Quan with a puzzled look on his face.
"Well, I went to the bank to withdraw money, and I happened to catch up with them who didn't have a hundred yuan. Isn't this because I'm afraid that Xue Qing is anxious, so I just need to think about the amount."
Aunt Quan had an embarrassed expression on her face, but she was very happy inside. She specifically didn't ask for the hundred-yuan ones. There were ten yuan, twenty yuan, and fifty yuan. They were all so thick, and she had to give up counting them. The girl counted off her fingers.
When Zhang Xueqing saw the money, she didn't show any surprise at all. The thick pile was definitely not packed properly. If the coins hadn't been too heavy, she would have been able to get two sacks.
Village Chief Li frowned, separated the ones with the same denomination, put the rest back into the basket, blew on his fingers, and counted them one by one.
It seemed that she didn't expect that the village chief could really count, and Aunt Quan who was standing beside her became nervous unconsciously.
She was thinking about getting rid of Zhang Xueqing, but she didn't want to tease the village chief. Why was this damn girl so unruly? If she had known that this was the case, she shouldn't have gone to the village chief to prove it to her. What should she do now?
After thinking for a moment, Aunt Quan had no other choice but to say with an apology on her face,
"Um, girl Xueqing, Aunt Quan will count these for you. See if you get it right. This, this is too much. It will be troublesome for the village chief to count them all."
"OK."
Zhang Xueqing replied calmly, she doesn't really care whether you have more money or less money, but if you dig into your nose and face, she doesn't want to get used to it. It's your first time, so why should you? Let you.
Aunt Quan agreed, slung the basket on her arm, took out a pile and counted them one by one.
Village Chief Li took the smallest denomination of fifty yuan and did not continue after counting. He took the money in his hand and looked at Aunt Quan intently.
Isn't this just looking for trouble?
The three of them were standing at the gate, counting money one by one. When the security guard went to find him, he thought that the guard had realized that she had decided to move forward or retreat. He didn't expect to be waiting here, and he didn't know who paid for her. This is a bad move.
Don't you love counting? It's enough to count them by yourself, he doesn't want to wait on you anymore.
Village Chief Li and Zhang Xueqing just looked at Aunt Quan, with no intention of helping her.
It took a lot of effort to count the largest number of ten-yuan denominations, and some of the twenty-yuan denominations. Aunt Quan looked at the village chief. She deliberately picked the largest pile. Why did the village chief stop after counting them.
I have no choice but to bite the bullet myself.
After a while, the count was finally completed.
"I have 500 tickets worth 10 yuan and 293 tickets worth 20 yuan."
Aunt Quan wiped the sweat from her head and said bravely.
"That's not right."
As soon as he finished speaking, Village Chief Li couldn't wait to say, "I have 80 pieces of 50 pieces, which is 4,000 yuan."
"What are you..." Village Chief Li started to count. Although he didn't have an exact number, how could he come up with an order based on the quantity?
"10860." Zhang Xueqing said slowly.
Village Chief Li glanced at Zhang Xueqing in surprise, and then said, "The total is 14,860, which is a difference of 140 yuan. Did you count it wrong, security guard?"
"I……"
Aunt Quan had a look on her face as she rummaged through the basket she was carrying, and suddenly raised her voice and said, "Here, there are a few more here, why did they fall into the basket."
Take out the two pieces of 50 yuan and the two pieces of 20 yuan, which is enough.
Village Chief Li reluctantly stretched out his finger and tapped Aunt Quan. Wasn't this taking off his pants and farting?
Aunt Quan also had a sarcastic expression on her face, so she secretly hid a few of them, wondering if the dead girl had counted them incorrectly, so that she could count them several times. If she didn't take them out quickly, she would probably be the one who would suffer.
Zhang Xueqing just watched her performance quietly without saying anything. The pile of boards wrapped in paper was in a straight position. It was obvious that these boards were hidden in advance.
Who do you want to trouble specifically? Does that need to be said?
Taking the pile of 50 yuan from the village chief, thinking about the number of aunts at her door that day, she handed half of it back to the village chief.
"Uncle Li, this is the hard-earned money for the aunts as agreed in advance. Please give me some of it, and I will buy the rest for you to drink."
There were seven or eight aunts at the door that day. The money was just a lot more, and she couldn't let Village Chief Li suffer in vain.
Having mentioned this matter before, Village Chief Li did not refuse this time. He took the money and promised to help her handle the matter.
When Aunt Quan saw that Zhang Xueqing really wanted to give the money to those watching the fun, she immediately stopped and shouted at the top of her voice,
"Why should I give them my money? They didn't do anything. They only took so much money. Why should I not give it to them?"
As he said that, he was going to grab the money from the village chief.
"Have you had enough trouble? You think this is your home. Everything is up to you. The money was given to girl Xueqing. It belongs to this girl. She gives it to whomever she likes. If you are making trouble, I will find you. The Public Security Bureau will handle it, I, the village chief, can’t control you anymore!”
Village Chief Li has been the village chief for so many years, and that is not for nothing. He still has a certain degree of morality when it comes to managing these shrews in the village. He knows what can control them, just like beating a snake. It's just seven inches, which makes it hard for you to speak.
Sure enough, Aunt Quan instantly lost her temper, but her eyes were still fixed on the money and refused to move away. Thinking of what the man said, she could only swallow her anger and dare not speak anymore. After all, the money was not considered to be hers.
But I still felt distressed, it was almost my own, and I felt like a duck that had reached my mouth suddenly flew away.
"Sister Xueqing, hello village chief, hello Grandma Wang..."
Zhang Xueqing followed the sound and looked over. It was Xu Aili coming over.
The little girl stood there timidly and did not dare to step forward. Zhang Xueqing waved, and the little girl ran over and took advantage of the situation to help Zhang Xueqing's arm.
With the support of strength, Zhang Xueqing's body relaxed and she felt much more relaxed instantly.
"Uncle Li, if nothing happens, I will go back first?" Zhang Xueqing's voice was soft and her attitude was respectful.
"Oh, um, come back, come back. Are your legs uncomfortable after standing for so long?"
Zhang Xueqing smiled slightly and returned to the house with Xu Aili's help.
"Let's go, too. In the future, we'll stop doing things like shooting ourselves in the foot."
Village Chief Li took the lead and walked in front. He didn't see Aunt Quan staring at the two people who entered, her eyes full of calculations.
