"I hope so!" Pan Erchui sighed. "However, no matter what the outcome, my uncle is still grateful to you for giving him this opportunity."
I don't dare to hope for too much now. I'll be content as long as he can become a normal person again.
"Second Uncle, we're all family, so don't be so formal."
By the way, I'll pay my cousin Qiufeng a salary; I won't let him work for free.
I get paid 120 yuan a month for receiving and delivering vegetables, and I also have to supervise the quality of the vegetables.
As for your third cousin, you can have him catch crayfish, snakehead fish, and yellow catfish; the income is quite good.
One yuan for crayfish, one yuan for snakehead fish, two yuan for yellow catfish, and even more expensive for soft-shelled turtle.
"If you're diligent, making over ten yuan a day shouldn't be a problem."
Yu Chengyuan smiled and told his second uncle about the treatment he was receiving.
"That's great, but isn't that too much?"
We can't let you lose money!
Otherwise, seventy would be fine; that's about the monthly wage for a worker in the city.
"The autumn wind gathers some vegetables and delivers some; there's no need to give so much."
Pan Erchui knew his nephew wanted to help him, but he couldn't pretend he didn't know!
"Second Uncle, don't worry, I won't let myself lose money."
All you need to do is ensure good quality.
"Second Uncle, let's stop chatting now. I'm going inside to see Cousin Qiufeng, shall I?"
Yu Chengyuan thought they had talked enough and it was time to go in and have a chat with his fourth cousin.
"Okay, go in and check on him!"
Don't mind if he's rude.
That's how he is now; he's indifferent to everyone, as if the world has nothing to do with him.
"I know, Second Uncle, I won't hold it against him."
He is now just a sick patient.
"Once he recovers, this won't happen again."
Why would he hold such a grudge against an autistic cousin?
Of course not.
Pan Erchui nodded, his heart filled with gratitude.
Yu Chengyuan walked to his cousin Qiufeng's door, knocked, and said, "Cousin Qiufeng, it's me, Chengyuan. May I come in?"
After a long while, a deep voice came from inside: "The door isn't locked, come in."
Yu Chengyuan thought it was a good thing that he was being spoken to; at least he hadn't been directly rejected.
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