I need to take the day off tomorrow to go to the stock exchange to sell my stocks.

She figured it out: even if she lost money selling now, it would still be enough to pay off her debts, and the rest would be enough for a down payment on a small apartment.

She absolutely cannot gamble! She doesn't have the means to gamble!! She can't afford to gamble!!!

Even someone as wealthy as Sister Chen Hong doesn't gamble, so why does she? Is it because of the two hundred thousand or so she has left?

This amount of money isn't even worth a single strand of Chen Hong's hair.

Alas! She was wrong!

She should have listened to Wenwen's advice and bought a house sooner.

Didn't you see that Sister Chen Hong and Sister Xiao Yun have bought and stored a lot of houses?

A brainless nobody like her shouldn't be so ambitious and delusional, having such thoughts of getting rich overnight.

How stable is buying a house? Even if house prices don't rise, you can still collect rent. If you can't rent it out, you can save on rent by living in it yourself.

It's a great deal no matter how you look at it! When she has more money in the future, she'll buy a couple more houses. Wouldn't it be wonderful to be a landlady? She'd sleep so soundly at night!

Chen Hong was unaware that, under her influence, another employee had emerged who loved to act like a landlady.

The next day, Chen Hong had just dropped Yu Yang off at school and hadn't even gotten home when she received a call from the village chief.

Tell her that the fish farm has already set up fish rafts and net cages, and is now preparing to release fish fry.

"I don't know what happened, maybe it was the Dragon King's blessing, because a large number of crab and shrimp seedlings were found in the farm."

Chen Hong, we consulted experts, and they all say these are varieties with high economic value.

Hehehe, your aunt said she wants to find someone to pick an auspicious day to worship the Dragon King.

This must be because the Dragon King is afraid of extinction, so he wants us to do more aquaculture in the future and stop harming his shrimp soldiers and crab generals.”

Chen Hong chuckled, "Really? That's great! It seems our farm is sure to be a success!"

This is a very good omen! Tell my aunt to make it a grand affair, with the best food and wine, don't skimp on the expense!

The village chief laughed heartily on the other end of the phone. It was a good omen, and everyone in the family was very happy!

People living by the sea are always a little superstitious. Even if he is a Communist Party member, he can't stop himself from participating in all the big and small events in the village, including weddings and funerals.

The village chief is in charge of most of the village's sacrificial activities, including building houses, raising beams, buying boats, and going out to sea.

Forget about superstition; no one can stop ordinary people from yearning for and wishing for a better and happier life.

The village chief told her that he wasn't at his hometown and had delayed her and her mother from attending the feast.

Two more elderly people passed away in the village this month. They asked Chen Hong if she could go back to attend the funerals.

After Chen Hong found out, she learned that it was Wang's 83-year-old grandfather and Liu Laohu's father.

"Wasn't Uncle Tiger's father not very old? How did he pass away? When were the funerals held by both families?"

I can only go back on weekends. During the week, the children are at school and there's no one to look after them. Please tell them for me when you go to pay your respects.

Chen Hong was puzzled. The last time she went back, she had seen Liu Laohu's father. The old man had gone up the mountain to tidy up the land, and when he came home, he carried back a bundle of firewood!

She remembered that the old man was very robust and not very old!

“The elders of our Wang family have all reached the threshold of life. Everyone says that at eighty-three or seventy-four, the King of Hell will come on his own if he is not called. He is exactly eighty-three this year, and the old man has reached the end of his lifespan.”

Your Uncle Tiger's dad was only seventy this year! He died a bit of a loss; a few days ago, while working in the fields, he unfortunately cut his ankle with a rusty sickle.

He didn't think much of it when he got home, but unexpectedly he suddenly developed a fever. His family thought he had just caught a cold, and even getting him an IV drip in the village didn't help. By the time they took him to the hospital, it was too late.

Despite a long effort to save him, they couldn't. It turned out to be tetanus. They said it was caused by rust on the sickle, and the fever was also due to the rust.

If they had taken it seriously earlier and gone to the hospital for a preventative vaccination, everything would have been fine. Don't you think his death was unjust?

Alas! Liu Laohu cried so hard he fainted several times, filled with deep regret.

Nobody expected this, not even the village doctor, let alone us ordinary folks.

Chen Hong sighed inwardly. What could she possibly say about this mess?

This is truly like farting right into your own heel—utterly unlucky!

Ultimately, it all comes down to poverty and backwardness; we're just poor!

If the family were wealthy, the old man would definitely go to the hospital for examination and treatment if he got injured, and a professional doctor could have detected it earlier.

This life will not have been lost in vain!

Ordinary people don't earn money easily, and injuries are inevitable when they are working.

Unless it's a broken arm or leg, a serious fracture, or a large wound with excessive bleeding, who in the countryside would be willing to spend money on hospital treatment?

For ordinary wounds, they don't even go home. They just find some herbs on the spot, squeeze out some herbal juice, apply it, and consider it fine as long as there is no bleeding.

They pick up their farm tools and keep working without stopping. That's just how farmers don't take their own bodies seriously!

Actually, it's all because of poverty!

For some reason, Chen Hong suddenly thought of scenes in movies and TV dramas where young girls prick their fingers with thorns, can't squeeze out a single drop of blood, and are then kissed and wrapped in thick gauze by a loving man.

She sighed again. Who said everyone is equal?

Come out here, she'll beat him to death!

No matter the era, people are always divided into high and low, noble and lowly!

Have you ever seen someone who is born a freeloader, who doesn't have to do anything in their life and still becomes a superior person?

With someone to take care of everything from food and drink to shelter and transportation, one spends most of their life using their brain.

Some people are born to support themselves entirely; without hard work, they can't even afford a full meal.

As Chen Hong's mind wandered, she heard the village chief's question: "Chen Hong, it's a pity that neither of the two funerals are on the weekend. Does your family still have any debts to pay?"

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