Chapter 386: The Accounts Don’t Match
The rule of their store is that even leftover food and buns must be handled by the store manager.
Most of them are eaten as employee meals, but private processing is never allowed.
In this age when most people are just barely able to get enough food and clothing, leftovers from restaurants are also good things.
Feng Zhong muttered something to Jia Liang's back in dissatisfaction, and a little head popped over, "Brother Feng, what did you say to the store manager?"
Feng Zhong looked at Liu Na's curious eyes and smiled, "Nana, do you have time after get off work? Brother Feng wants to invite you to watch a movie."
"Sure, I want to watch Little Soldier Zhang Ga."
"Okay, let's go watch Little Soldier Zhang Ga. I'll be waiting for you after get off work."
Liu Na happily twisted her braids with her fingers and walked happily to find Gao Lele, "Why haven't you finished your account yet? Even if there are many people here today, it shouldn't take you so long, right?"
Gao Lele was almost crying at this moment, and handed all the bills to Liu Na, "Please help me calculate how much these are in total."
Liu Na also graduated from high school, so there is no problem with this calculation.
After a while, he finished the abacus, looked at the beads and said, "The total is 265.8 yuan."
"It's over, it's over. My money doesn't add up today."
Gao Lele sat in the chair and scratched his hair in annoyance.
"How much?"
Gao Lele said with a sad face, "It's a full 10 yuan short."
"Then...how about I calculate it for you again? Did I calculate it wrong?" After saying this, Liu Na was no longer sure.
"No need, I've counted it three times myself, and it's the same number all the time."
Liu Na also frowned. They only earned 40 yuan a month. Gao Lele was the front desk accountant and earned 10 yuan more than them, which was only 50 yuan.
You have to make up the loss yourself.
"Do you think something went wrong? By the way, didn't Sister Juan collect the bills with you this morning? Isn't that right..."
"No," Gao Lele knew what she was going to say and interrupted her directly, "Sister Juan's accounts were all checked by both of us before we handed them over."
"Forget it, forget it. Let's just leave it at that for now. Nana, don't tell the manager."
The store manager trusted her so much and gave her the account. It would be so embarrassing if the store manager knew that she had calculated the bill wrongly.
Liu Na already knew that Gao Lele was going to pay the bill out of her own pocket, so she nodded while feeling sorry for her. "Okay, I won't tell you. But you better be careful next time. This is not a small amount of money. You can't always pay it in."
"I see. There were probably too many people this morning and the bill was miscalculated."
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Qin Juan picked Ningning up from school. Before she reached the door of her house, she saw a tractor parked in the alley, with the bed filled with honeycomb coal.
Aunt Jia from next door was carrying honeycomb coal into the yard with a dustpan.
There were 4 piles in the iron dustpan, 4 pieces in each pile.
Speaking of which, Aunt Jia is about the same age as her mother, and her mother hasn't done this kind of work for several years.
When her father was in poor health, it was her brothers and sisters-in-law who did the heavy work. Now that her father is in good health, he will not let her mother do these heavy work.
Qin Juan knew that Jia Liang lost his father when he was very young, and that Aunt Jia had lived with Jia Liang alone and had suffered a lot, so she couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy for them.
"Auntie, why don't you wait until Jia Liang is home to buy coal?"
Qin Juan didn't like to ask about other people's family affairs. She thought that Aunt Jia was kind and righteous. It was normal for her to not let her daughter-in-law help, so it was normal for her to instruct her son.
When Aunt Jia saw that it was Qin Juan, she greeted her with a smile, "Ah, Liangzi doesn't have the time to do this. If I wait for him at home, I will have to endure the cold."
Qin Juan thought about it and felt that Jia Liang was indeed very busy, and her sister-in-law had made the right choice by handing the store over to him.
"Then let me help you move it."
Qin Juan couldn't bear it any longer, so she put the vegetables she bought on the way to her doorstep, said something to Ning Ning, and rolled up her sleeves to help.
"Oh, no, no, I can do it slowly."
Jia Lao
The lady is not short and is rather strong, but she has bound feet.
The old lady was big and strong, and she walked unsteadily. When she was carrying a few pieces of coal, she dared not walk even faster.
She was not in a hurry, but the coal seller was. He urged Mrs. Jia to hurry up, otherwise he would not be able to sell all the coal.
Qin Juan didn't say anything else and just got started.
The coal was placed under the eaves, and with Qin Juan's help, it was all moved in a short while.
Old Mrs. Jia pulled Qin Juan into the house to wash her hands, but Qin Juan smiled and refused.
She had previously lived in a family where the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was sensitive. She didn't know what the relationship between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was like in the Jia family, but seeing that Old Mrs. Jia was carrying coal by herself, she thought that there were some problems in the relationship between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
She didn't want to get involved in other people's affairs, not to mention that she was still single and had to avoid suspicion.
Mrs. Jia was adamant and insisted that she come in to drink some water. "Liangzi and I are the only ones at home. I've been bored all day without him. If you come in and take a look around, it will make my house more lively."
Qin Juan was still thinking about avoiding suspicion, and was stunned for a moment when she heard this, "Isn't your daughter-in-law here?"
Did Jia Liang leave his wife in Ancheng?
Thinking about how Jia Liang's words before were all about his mother, his behavior was similar to Zhang Wenbin's.
It is not impossible to keep my mother by my side and leave my wife in Ancheng.
When Zhang Wenbin was about to be transferred to the city, he also had such an idea.
It was just because we lived in a family compound and we had to save face that we brought her and Ningning here.
Jia Liang, who was still busy in the steamed bun shop, sneezed violently: Who is talking bad about him behind his back?
Old Mrs. Jia said with disdain, "What daughter-in-law? I don't even have a daughter-in-law here."
At this point, Old Lady Jia took Qin Juan's hand and seemed to have found someone to talk to.
"Is there anyone like Liangzi? He is already in his thirties and still hasn't found a wife. I urged him several times and he got annoyed. I am already old, do you think I want to have a grandchild? If it was difficult for him to find a partner before, I wouldn't urge him. Now he has a job and gets paid every month, why doesn't he want to start a family? I see there are a lot of young girls in your shop, why doesn't he wake up?"
Knowing that Qin Juan was also an experienced person, Mrs. Jia suddenly lowered her voice and said, "My dear, you worked with Liangzi in the bun shop. Have you ever seen Liangzi show special concern for any young man? I think the young men in your bun shop are all pretty good-looking."
Qin Juan: “…”
PS:
When writing about the image of Old Mrs. Jia, I inexplicably thought of my own grandmother.
My grandmother was born in the 1920s. She was a typical lady from a wealthy family. She went to a private school and received education. Her name was very poetic and she also had a Chinese character.
Although she was about 1.6 meters tall, she had bound feet.
I remember when I was a child, it was very difficult for my mother to buy shoes for my grandmother. At that time, shoes for old ladies with bound feet were still sold at the village fair, but there were no shoes that were too small. I still remember that my grandmother's feet were size 21.
Her No. 21 is different from the No. 21 of other children. I can still remember her little feet. Only the big toe was straight, and the other toes were already in the soles of the feet.
Unlike children's flat feet that fit comfortably in shoes, grandma's entire feet are almost round, which looks a little shocking.
Old ladies with bound feet walk unsteadily, not entirely because their feet are too small, but because their feet are deformed by stepping on the soles of their feet. Calluses and things like corns will grow on them, which hurts when they walk.
So my grandma often soaks her feet in hot water to remove the softened calluses, but it can't be removed completely, and the tender flesh will be rubbed and bleed.
It was these No. 21 feet that my grandmother said were all big feet at the time.
There were three sisters in my grandmother's family. Because she was the youngest, she was afraid of pain when her feet were bound. My grandmother's mother felt sorry for her youngest daughter, so when my grandmother cried out in pain, she would secretly loosen the binding, so her feet were not bound into perfect pieces.
Her two older sisters were both around 18 years old.
My grandma always wore large-collared clothes with buttons that she made herself. She wore that style until the early 2000s. She didn't like large-collared clothes with buttons or zippers in the middle.
My grandma feels insecure wearing double-breasted clothes because she is afraid of exposing herself.
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