"I'll give you five bucks."
"I'll give you twenty bucks."
"I'll give you a hundred dollars."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at the female comrade who was speaking.
"Zhang Xiaohua, are you rich now?"
Zhang Xiaohua recalled: "It was Mr. and Mrs. Tao who persuaded my parents to let me go to school. They sponsored me to finish high school. It was only with my high school diploma that I was eligible to take the recruitment exam for the Xinshe Flour Mill and eat the state-funded food."
"If it weren't for them, I might not be able to earn a hundred dollars in my lifetime."
Now, one hundred yuan is three months' salary for her. If Mr. and Mrs. Tao's daughter encounters difficulties, she will definitely do her best to help her.
Everyone cast admiring glances at Zhang Xiaohua. A person who knows how to be grateful will definitely not be bad at all.
As if influenced by Zhang Xiaohua, the people who spoke later basically all bid less than ten yuan.
Zhang Shitou took a thick stack of change and counted it three times, "A total of two hundred and seventy-eight yuan."
Zhang Aniu thought about it and directly collected three hundred yuan.
The prices in Fujian Province are not high, and three hundred yuan is enough for Sang Feiyu's living expenses for one or two years.
For ordinary people like them, spending 300 yuan for three to five years will allow them to survive.
Since the money was quite a lot, Zhang Aniu sent two people to deliver the money to Sang Feiyu together with Zhang Shitou.
When they passed by the village, they bought five cans of fruit and a pound of egg cake.
When they passed through this place, the guards did not look for Sang Feiyu, so they could only entrust the guards to pass the things to Sang Feiyu, and told others that it was her relatives from her hometown who came to see her.
The money was put in an envelope, and the guard assumed that there was a thick envelope inside.
After all, he didn't think that the three men could come up with so much money.
Sang Feiyu came here with Ning Zhiyuan that day. The guard saw them from afar and quickly brought the things over.
"Comrade Sang, these were sent by your relatives from your hometown."
"There was a man I remember named Stone."
Comrade Sang looked at the canned fruits and the thick letter in the net bag, and his doubts deepened.
"Did he say anything else?"
"No."
"Just let me make sure these things are delivered to you safely."
Sang Feiyu responded: "Thank you for your help."
"You're welcome."
After the guard left, Sang Feiyu couldn't wait to open the letter, damn!
The envelope was full of money!!
Ning Zhiyuan also saw it and quickly stood in front of Sang Feiyu, "Let's talk about it at home."
"Uh-huh."
Sang Feiyu subconsciously covered the opening of the envelope with his hand and walked quickly back home.
As soon as they got home, they quickly took out the money. Sang Feiyu searched for it but couldn't find it.
"They didn't say anything and just sent me money?"
Ning Zhiyuan suddenly thought of something, "Could it be that I said you were not feeling well yesterday, and they thought you were sick, so they pooled their money to send you here?"
His eyes fell on the things in the net bag. "There are also canned fruits. We only send these to our comrades who are hospitalized."
Sang Feiyu was touched, but also didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "This time there is a big misunderstanding."
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