When Xu Zijun left, he first said hello to Lao Shi, who was making fried rice, and then said hello to Aunt Zhang who was still busy, and then drove Zhang Fan back.
Hua Yueying hardly said anything along the way, just looking at Xu Zijun from time to time. In fact, Hua Yueying saw it when Xu Zijun gave Aunt Zhang ten thousand yuan.
"Ordinary people at the bottom of society still live a hard life. Aunt Zhang's family has always been very frugal and saved money to buy a house. I remember when I was a child, her family only ate meat once a week, and usually ate eggs at most. The clothes that Xiaobao wore at that time were all given to him by me because they were too small for him. In fact, Xiaobao was fatter than me, so they were not suitable for him..."
In the car, Xu Zijun was feeling a little depressed.
Let’s talk about some things about Aunt Zhang’s family.
Because her family rents a house, they have always wanted to save money to buy a house. They are extremely frugal and can't even afford to buy meat, let alone clothes.
It is normal to wear the same piece of clothing for more than ten years.
In fact, there were many tenants in the same situation as Aunt Zhang's family back then.
There are many rich people, but even more poor people.
He gave Aunt Zhang 10,000 yuan, but it didn't really help much.
They have to bear the pressure of life on their own.
"The city may look glamorous on the surface, but the people at the bottom are much more tired and stressed. The egg fried rice tonight is really delicious. We will come back if we have a chance!"
"Yes, I think it tastes better than what you cook, Xu Zijun. You should also think about how to improve your cooking skills!"
It was rare that Hua Yueying did not call Xu Zijun "Sister Xu" this time.
Maybe it's because of the ten thousand dollars.
That night, until after ten o'clock, Aunt Zhang asked many people but received no business. Considering that she had to go to work the next day, she hurriedly dragged her tired body back to the rental house.
The family rents a one-bedroom apartment. Xiaobao lives in the living room, and the old couple live in the bedroom. Although this kind of house is cramped, it is relatively cheap.
Xiaobao was mopping the floor at home. When Aunt Zhang came back, she told him happily that she met Xu Zijun at Lao Shi's place today and that Xu Zijun even polished his shoes. While talking, Aunt Zhang took out her mobile phone and asked her son to transfer some money from WeChat.
She is old now, and she doesn’t dare to put the money she earns in her mobile phone. She always feels it is unreliable and is afraid of losing the money.
"Mom, this is 10,000 yuan. It's from Brother Zijun. Why is there so much money?"
When Xiaobao was transferring money, he found a sum of money and exclaimed, but he saw that the money was transferred from Xu Zijun's mobile phone. He quickly asked his mother, and both of them felt very uneasy at this moment.
"Although your brother Zijun has some money, we can't just take so much money from him for no reason. He's a child without a mother and it's pitiful. No, you should return the money to your brother Zijun immediately. How can we take his money..."
Although Aunt Zhang had a sore back at the moment, she needed to polish a thousand pairs of leather shoes to earn the ten thousand yuan. If she polished ten pairs of shoes a day, it would take more than three months.
This money is too valuable and must be returned.
Soon Xiaobao got through to Xu Zijun and transferred 10,000 yuan to him on WeChat. He expressed his gratitude and said that it was not easy for everyone and he could not accept the money.
Xu Zijun, who received the call, had already packed up and was preparing to return to his own courtyard, and his voice was very loud at this time.
"Xiaobao, keep the money and let your mother have a rest. Doesn't your mother have cervical spondylosis and periarthritis of the shoulder? She can't be too tired..."
"Brother Zijun, I'm useless, I'm really useless, I don't want them to be so tired, but my monthly salary of seven or eight thousand is only enough to pay the mortgage, and my parents work to support the family, and they also want to save some money for the betrothal gift for me, I, I also..."
Xiaobao on the other end of the phone must have been feeling very uncomfortable, and he even started sobbing as he spoke.
In fact, he was not willing to do so. Who would want to see his parents work so hard?
Who doesn’t want their parents to have an easier time and enjoy a better life?
But he studied very hard, he was not very talented, and he did not get into a prestigious university. In the end, he got a job in the subway, and he also worked very hard. His salary was relatively good, only 8,000 yuan.
He is also working hard part-time, spending his Sundays making money.
His parents and he are working very hard to make money, but for some reason, the money is never enough. After saving for so many years, they are still in debt when it comes to buying a house.
It was only because he insisted on buying a house with a mortgage, otherwise his family would never be able to live in their own house for the rest of their lives.
Although I owe money, at least I have hope as I have a house and I will have a place to live in the future.
At least the high amount of the bride price made Xiaobao very desperate. He might never be able to get married in this life, or he might have to support his parents first before talking about other things.
He had been holding these words in his heart for a long time, and he couldn't find anyone to talk to. Today, he met Xu Zijun, who was his childhood friend, so he told him all this.
I started crying as I talked!
It’s so hard, life is really hard!
It’s too difficult!
Xu Zijun on the other end of the phone held the phone in his hand without saying a word. In fact, all of this fell into Zhang Fan's eyes, which looked a bit sour. He didn't say anything and turned around to go back to his own courtyard.
Zhang Fan's yard is poetic and picturesque with its small bridge and flowing water, but there are not many people. He is the only one in the huge yard.
After he entered the Tiandi Pawnshop in the small courtyard and sat at the desk, he picked up a pen and wrote Aunt Zhang's name on a parchment scroll. Soon, wind chimes rang at the door.
This was the first time that Zhang Fan took the initiative to arrange customers for Tiandi Pawnshop, instead of Tiandi Pawnshop looking for customers itself.
It was Aunt Zhang who came in. She looked towards the Pawnshop timidly with a puzzled look on her face. She thought she was dreaming. Then she looked at Zhang Fan, who looked like a god beside the desk. She opened her mouth in surprise and couldn't close it for a long time!
"Where is this? Heaven? Gods?"
Aunt Zhang murmured to herself. When she saw Zhang Fan, she couldn't see his face clearly. Her knees just felt weak and she knelt down involuntarily after seeing Zhang Fan.
She didn't even dare to raise her head. Her heart couldn't calm down for a long time. She just kept thinking.
Why did I have such a strange dream?
Am I in heaven or hell?
Why did she feel like she was seeing a god on earth when she saw the person sitting in the upper seat? She didn't even have the courage to look up. She just felt her whole body trembling with fear and a little terror.
For an ordinary person like her, the shock caused by the Pawn Shop was so great that she didn't know how to describe it in words.
I just kept repeating it silently in my heart.
"I am dreaming, dreaming, dreaming..."
At this time, Aunt Zhang could only believe that she was dreaming because it was too incredible!
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