Chapter 93 A Letter from Jing City



The person who received the letter was my aunt Zhang Cuihong.

When she heard that it was a letter from Shen Qingli, she couldn't wait to give it to her husband Shen Mingguo.

Because she could not read a single word and her literate children were not at home, she could only ask her husband, who could read a few words, to read to her.

Shen Mingguo stared at the letter for a long time, as if he was constipated, before he finally pieced together the general idea.

"This should have been sent by the newspaper that asked Shen Qingli to translate the book!"

"Newspaper company?" Zhang Cuihong was surprised. "Did you send money to that little bitch?"

"You uneducated woman, you don't just put the money in an envelope and send it to me!" Chen Mingguo rolled his eyes at Zhang Cuihong. "You just send it directly to the post office, and then take the money order to the post office to withdraw the money. Isn't that what the third brother did when he was in the army?"

"How would I know this? No one has ever sent me money!" Zhang Cuihong curled her lips.

Seeing her husband was about to say something, Zhang Cuihong became impatient: "Alright, alright, just tell me what the letter said! Did he give that little bitch a raise or something?"

"A salary increase? Haha! That's wishful thinking. She was fired!" Shen Mingguo said gloatingly.

He was happy to see the people in the third room in trouble.

This proves that they are not far from escaping from suffering.

"What?" Zhang Cuihong was shocked.

Zhang Cuihong was still thinking of persuading her mother-in-law to take all the royalties from that little bitch!

A few days ago, she found a girl for the second son, Shen Yaozong. She was quite good-looking both in family background and appearance, especially her chin that could support her money. She was one in a million!

If they marry her, the second son in their family will definitely have a great future!

The other party requires at least two of the three turns and one ring, and the betrothal money must not be less than 200 yuan.

The Shen family's situation has only improved in recent years, so they don't have much wealth.

It is simply impossible to ask the mother-in-law to use up all her savings at once to help her second son get married?

So Zhang Cuihong set her sights on Shen Qingli.

But she never expected that Shen Qingli would lose her job.

What about her second son’s three turns and one ring and the betrothal money?

Zhang Cuihong was so anxious that she kept pacing around the room.

Shen Mingguo was upset by her spinning: "Stop spinning, it's giving me a headache."

"Aren't I worried about our Yaozong's marriage?"

"You're so anxious, what's the use? That loser still has the royalties from the previous period. Why don't we just find a way to get our parents to pay her back?" Shen Mingguo calculated in his mind, "I think she has at least three or four hundred yuan!"

"You're the boss and have the right ideas!" Zhang Cuihong laughed and patted Shen Mingguo, "I'll go find my parents right away!"

Zhang Cuihong took a few steps and then stopped. "That's not right! Your third brother and that little idiot must have spent a lot of money to treat their legs at the county hospital. Their third branch has no money, so it must be that money-losing guy who pays. Then..."

Shen Mingguo also thought of this possibility. He heard from the villagers that treating the tendons of the foot is a major operation.

I don’t know if that money-losing guy still has any money left.

If there's nothing left...

Shen Mingguo began to rack his brains to think about what to do if Shen Qingli spent all the money.

Zhang Cuihong cursed angrily, "Why did these unscrupulous people from the Third House spend the money my Yaozong used to marry a wife? If their legs are broken, then so be it. They won't live for many days anyway!"

Not satisfied with just cursing, Zhang Cuihong spat several times towards the third room's residence.

"Boss, have you come up with any ideas?" Tired of scolding, Zhang Cuihong turned around and asked Shen Mingguo who had been in deep thought.

Chen Mingguo revealed a stern smile and spoke word by word, "No money? Then! Sell! it!"

"Sell?" Zhang Cuihong was puzzled. Although she hated Shen Qingli, she had never thought of selling her, so she didn't react for a while.

"That's right! Just like how mother sold my younger sister, sell her to the mountains and give her to our Yaozong clan in exchange for the betrothal money! Or..." Shen Mingguo paused and said with a sinister smile, "Or just use that money-losing item to exchange for a bride!"

"Exchange marriage? Is that possible? Will people agree?" Zhang Cuihong frowned.

"Was the woman you showed Yaozong before the niece of Accountant Yu from the Yu Family Brigade?" Shen Mingguo asked.

"That's right!" Zhang Cuihong nodded.

"That's no problem!" Shen Mingguo smiled mysteriously, "His eldest son went out to play and ended up with a heart disease. He is secretly looking for a doctor!

The person he had been engaged to marry somehow found out about his illness and broke off the engagement.

Now, in order to prevent the news of their eldest son's illness from getting out, the old couple are looking for a son everywhere!"

"What are we waiting for? Let's go talk to our parents together!" Zhang Cuihong said excitedly.

"Take the letter! Just because that money-losing girl can make money, our father now likes her very much and even lets her sit at the table when eating. So without sufficient reason, our father will not agree to exchange her for a bride!" Shen Mingguo reminded before leaving.

"Um!"

As the couple talked, they left their room and went to the main room where Old Man and Old Lady Shen were.

"What's the matter?" Old man Shen was leaning on the bed smoking his pipe. When he saw Shen Mingguo and Zhang Cuihong come in, he blew out a puff of smoke and asked.

Upon hearing the sound, Old Mrs. Shen, who was sewing patches, also looked at her eldest son and his wife.

"Mom and Dad, look at this!" Shen Mingguo handed Shen Qingli's letter to Old Man Shen with a heavy face.

When Old Man Shen was young, he worked as an apprentice in a shop in Shangdu City, so he knew a lot of words.

He took the letter and read it quickly.

After reading the letter, Old Man Shen's face turned ugly.

"Useless trash!" Old Man Shen threw the letter to the ground, puffing his beard and glaring angrily. "If you can't even keep a job, what's the point of keeping you around!"

"Old man, what's going on?" Old Mrs. Shen, who couldn't read a single word, asked in confusion.

"That money-losing bastard from the Third Family lost her job!" Old Man Shen said angrily, "They wrote to her in Beijing telling her they don't need her translating foreign books anymore!"

"I said that the black-hearted money-loser didn't have the destiny to be rich!" Old Mrs. Shen snorted coldly, planning to wait for Shen Qingli to come back and give her a good humiliation and lesson.

Now that he has lost his job, what capital does that money-losing guy have to be so arrogant!

I honestly fed her pigs and chickens and worked in the fields to earn work points.

So what if my household registration is not in the brigade?

The work points earned can be credited to her name!

When Old Man Shen heard what Old Lady Shen said, his eyes flickered.

Why did Jing City suddenly stop using Shen Qingli?

Could it be because of the extradition talisman?

A little sad...

That's money!

I make thirty to fifty dollars every week, which means at least a hundred dollars a month.

Just like that!

Just as Old Man Shen was beating his chest and stamping his feet, there was a commotion outside the courtyard gate.

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