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In the living room, everyone nodded slightly to Zhou Xing's education to Mo Jingchun. With the same account book, no one here had an almost identical account book.
After Mo Jingchun's mother Zhou Wan passed away, why did the villagers spontaneously come to Mo Jingchun's house to busy themselves, and people came to pay their respects and give gifts for several days in a row.
All the respect and favors were slowly accumulated by Mo Jingchun's mother and father, and now, this "account book" has been inherited by Mo Jingchun.
Mo Jingchun, who lowered his head and his vision was a little blurry, hummed softly, and then said:
"I understand, uncle."
Zhou Xing raised his eyebrows and asked casually: "Do you really understand, or are you just pretending to understand?"
"I really know."
Zhou Xing nodded, "It's best to really know and be sensible."
"I'm not forcing you. Now you have to take on the burden of the family if you don't want to."
After saying that, Zhou Xing stood up and gave up his seat.
"Sit down and memorize it slowly, but don't make a mistake and make a joke later."
In rural areas, people are very particular about coming and going. Each time you give a gift, you have to pay attention to how much you give. The account in the ledger is the most important reference amount.
The joke in Zhou Xing's mouth is that he is worried that Mo Jingchun will make an oversight and underwrite the amount, just like someone gave your family a gift of 200 yuan, but it was recorded as 100 yuan in the account book. When someone else's family needs to give a gift, you Add 100 yuan to 100 yuan and get 200 yuan for free. What does the host family think? If he gave me 150 yuan as a gift, wouldn't he make the owner unhappy?
As the saying goes, good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles. In a few days, the whole village will know about it.
On the table, Mo Jingchun counted Grandpa Mao one by one with trembling hands, silently counting in his heart.
The dozen red Mao Zedongs that Mo Jingchun was counting in his hands were those brought out by Zhou Xing.
When Zhou Xing saw his nephew Mo Jingchun counting the last card, he asked knowingly:
"Finished counting? How much is it?"
"The total is six thousand yuan." Yes, Mo Jingchun counted it down, there were sixty in total, which was much more than he had guessed before.
"Um."
Zhou Xing hummed, then stopped talking and stepped aside.
Zhou Xing: 6,000 yuan
Mo Jingchun recorded it on the blank page, and then continued to pick up a dozen reds and count them slowly.
Mo Jingchun, who was all focused on accounting, didn't notice that when he reported the 6,000 yuan, several of Mo Jingchun's aunts and uncles had strange eyes and a little embarrassment on their faces.
Not unexpectedly, the uncle and aunt's family also gave 6,000. Mo Jingchun knew that the uncle and the others must have discussed it before they came.
The reason why Mo Jingchun was so sure was not only because the amounts given by his uncle, uncle and aunt were the same this time, but the main reason was that when giving gifts in the past, Mo Jingchun often saw his mother calling her aunt and them. Discuss how much to send.
Mo Jingchun, who was gradually becoming more proficient in his movements, opened the uncle's red envelope in front of everyone. After counting, he looked back at his uncle Zhou Xing, who was leaning against the window, looking for help.
After all, Mo Jingchun was still a child who had just graduated from high school. He couldn't tell the difference between this situation and whether he should read out the amount before recording the account like before.
"Look at what I'm doing, read it."
"Three...three thousand..."
Mo Jingchun saw that his uncle Zhou Xing remained silent, and Mo Jingchun did not dare to raise his head and look at his uncle Mo Changyou.
Still the same, as expected, the other uncles all gave 3,000 yuan, but what Mo Jingchun didn't expect was that both aunts gave 5,000 yuan.
Mo Jingchun bit his lip, his nose sore.
The two aunts were not in the living room at this time, but were busy in the kitchen. It was also the two uncles who had just taken out the red envelope.
At this time, Zhou Xingcai, who was leaning against the window, spoke again in a deep voice: "Take the account books and money and lock them. After dinner, I will go with you to the bank to deposit them, so that you will not lose them due to carelessness."
Mo Jingchun nodded obediently, sent the money and the ledger back to the room and locked it in the drawer where the ledger was originally kept. It was 37,000 yuan. This was the first time Mo Jingchun had so much cash in his hands.
After I was admitted to Beijing University in the college entrance examination, although the school also gave out a reward, including a bonus of 50,000 yuan, the school paid it directly to the bank card instead of cash.
The number 50,000 is really different from holding 37,000 in hand.
After having lunch cooked by two aunts, Mo Jingchun, accompanied by his uncle Zhou Xing, rode a motorcycle to the bank in the town and deposited 37,000 yuan in cash into the account.
Walking out of the bank lobby, Zhou Xing patted Mo Jingchun's shoulder with his rough hands.
"Xiaochun, sometimes even a penny can stump a hero. When it comes to money, you can never be too careful."
Mo Jingchun opened his mouth, and finally breathed a sigh of relief and said yes.
"Let's go, I'll take you back."
"Your aunt and I will be going back soon. We still have a lot of things to do at home."
After returning home, Mo Jingchun was a little shocked to find that only her aunt was left holding candies. The others had disappeared, and the motorcycles and cars that were originally parked in the yard were also missing.
"They have all gone back. As you know, every family has been busy harvesting rice these days."
As he spoke, Yu Yaqin said again: "Although you have to bring candy and can't help them much, when you have nothing to do during the day, you can also go and help your uncles look after the children so that they can work with peace of mind. "
"It saves you having to cook for yourself at noon."
"I understand, aunt."
"Okay, he's not young anymore, he still has some sense of proportion." Zhou Xing, who didn't get off the motorcycle, waved his hand.
Mo Jingchun took the sleeping candy from her aunt's arms and watched her aunt get on the motorcycle.
"Xiaochun, call your uncle if you need anything."
Yu Yaqin's voice gradually lengthened, and finally the small motorcycle carried the two of them and disappeared around the corner of the road.
For a time, the house became quiet again, and Mo Jingchun felt a little uncomfortable.
For several days in a row, Mo Jingchun followed his aunt's instructions and helped you take care of your children every day. Although taking care of your children is really a painful thing, Mo Jingchun felt that his heart was no longer so empty, and the smile on his face There are a lot more.
On August 16, Mo Jingchun finally got the long-awaited laptop. Although the computer was a bit more expensive, Mo Jingchun gritted his teeth and bought it when paying.
It is said on the Internet that software development is very demanding on computer configuration, but Mo Jingchun couldn't even think about letting the computer in his hand with a higher configuration run the full version of AI Smart Butler.
Mo Jingchun felt that it was extraordinary that this computer could run ten threads of the AI smart housekeeper at the same time.
