As the twelfth lunar month begins, people start slaughtering pigs for the New Year, and the Hua family will also receive a bowl of pig-slaughtering dish.
The social interactions during the New Year have also begun, and everyone who needs to interact has started to interact.
The Hua family’s New Year gift is a vegetable pack made from their own vegetables, which contains six dishes, a lucky number.
The families of several village cadres, Uncle Wang's family, the families of Hao Li's brothers, the mills in various cooperating villages, Zhang Guanghui, the shop owner, etc., all the New Year gifts are the same.
Everyone who worked in the Hua family received a copy, and Li Chunlan and her friends got two copies.
In addition to the vegetable package benefit, there is also a bonus.
This is the bulk of it. The first batch of workers in the workshop were given 100 yuan. The second and third batches came at about the same time, and they all got 50 yuan.
Li Yi, Meng Tao and Ma Shu, the three of them, are two hundred.
Jiang Pangpang, Zhang Liang, Hua Youwei, Hua Youzhi and Hua Qingguo are one hundred.
Uncle Zhang and the two sons of the Liu family also received one hundred, and Old Liu received the most, three hundred.
All other odd jobs are paid thirty.
Originally, for odd jobs, if you just sell buns, you can give a bonus or not, or just five or ten yuan will be fine.
The reason why he was given thirty was because the work in the greenhouse or being arranged to sell vegetables outside was hard, whether it was at the surrounding market or in the city.
This winter is really cold, although it can't be compared with my hometown in Northeast China, where the temperature is more than ten degrees below zero.
With this calculation, the Hua family’s labor costs are really high.
There is nothing you can do about it. Think about those modern companies. The normal salary is more than 10,000 yuan. Those in units with good performance can get more than ten yuan at the end of the year, and this is for the most ordinary employees.
Hua Yuanyuan is willing to share the profits with everyone, and the Hua family still makes the most money.
During these few nights, on the warm kang in the Hua family, Hua Youcai helped cut red paper, Hua Yuanyuan folded it and used glue to make envelopes, and Hua Fangfang wrote on them to put money in them.
Four words "Happy New Year", a person's name.
I didn’t go to the bank to exchange the money for new ones. It was all the money I earned from selling vegetables.
The Hua family has never deposited any money in the bank, it is all in cash.
Datou kept all his money in a special cabinet in Hua Yuanyuan's study and never deposited a penny in the bank.
My dad and younger brother also don’t allow me to deposit my money in the bank, saying it’s unnecessary.
He also threatened his father, saying that as soon as he went to the bank to deposit money, the villagers would be able to find out how much money the family had.
The locals’ information channels, everyone knows each other.
When the three members of the Hua family came here during the Chinese New Year last year, it was already the end of the year. They didn't prepare anything and just spent the New Year casually.
As soon as the twelfth lunar month began this year, Hua Youcai kept talking about how he wanted to have a good New Year. His daughter was getting married, he had a baby, he had a promising son-in-law, and the family was making money, so he must have a good time.
What dad means by living a good life is to have new clothes for everyone, from inside to outside and from top to bottom.
Cleaning the house inside and out and making a bunch of delicious food would be the best day.
Everything is arranged and whatever you want to eat is made for you.
After Hua Fangfang finished her work, she took out the money and started counting it.
"Sister, let me count again. If it still doesn't match, you can help me count again!"
"OK."
Hua Yuanyuan agreed readily.
She retreated behind the scenes and didn't take care of things, allowing her younger brother to shoulder the responsibilities, giving him enough room to make mistakes.
There were several times when I was in a hurry when reconciling the accounts and I almost got it right.
Maybe there was a typo when I was writing it, so it doesn't match.
Hua Yuanyuan has experienced this kind of situation before, but she is not the type of person that Old Liu is, so she won't delve into it if she doesn't agree.
If my brother doesn't match, she will help analyze and find the reason. If she finds one, that's great. If not, forget it. It's a thing of the past and we can just forget about it.
I never scold or say bad things to my younger brother just because he does something wrong. I have never done that and I will never do that.
Comrade Hua Yuanyuan would never curse at anyone.
The villagers were willing to work for the Hua family, firstly because they could earn money, and secondly because the Hua family members were very polite and never said unpleasant words or gave them the cold shoulder.
Sometimes we make mistakes accidentally, like dropping steamed buns on the ground. It’s okay if we bring them back with dirt on them. Just be careful next time.
At that time, people did not have the awareness of respect and dignity, especially the old farmers, who were humble at heart.
Many city dwellers work in companies where many of their leaders are quite harsh in scolding people, with one level suppressing the next.
Many people don't pay attention to what they say and say some unpleasant things.
If you take a walk around the village, you’ll see that powerful mother-in-law always uses swear words when she curses everyone.
Anyway, Hua Yuanyuan couldn't bear to hear this. She felt uncomfortable and irritated.
Hua Fangfang counted it again carefully, but it was still wrong. She looked up to the sky and shouted, "Sister! It's still ten yuan short."
Hua Youcai..., it’s broken, I forgot!
"Um, um, I took it and forgot to put it back."
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Hua Fangfang blinked and looked at the ten yuan her father handed to her with a dull look on her face, and rolled her eyes.
"Dad, what good stuff did you buy secretly again?"
Hua Yuanyuan was purely curious and just made a joke, and had absolutely no intention of interfering with her father.
"I didn't buy it. I lent it to someone else."
Dad lent money to others? How come she didn’t know?
Hua Yuanyuan couldn't help but think a little more, "Who did you lend it to? How much money? You only lent it to this one person, did you lend it to anyone else?"
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Facing his daughter's questioning, Hua Youcai took out a piece of paper from the cloth bag where he kept his money...
The first is the name of the person, and the second is the amount of money!!
Only Hua Youcai himself knows the so-called names.
Hua Yuanyuan looked calm, but her heart was surging with anger. Damn it, who was so capable as to not notice what was happening right under her nose?
The prices range from as small as one or two yuan to as large as ten yuan.
That adds up to more than thirty.
Hua Yuanyuan didn’t know whether she should be thankful that she discovered it early, or reflect on her own laxity.
This is a later story, we will talk about it later.
He turned his head and looked into his brother's eyes, "What about you?"
He shook his head and waved his hands, "No, I really didn't lend it to you. Not even a cent."
Does "not borrowed" mean that someone has borrowed it but didn't borrow it?
"Why not borrow it?"
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Hua Youcai felt guilty when his daughter looked at him, and thought that she had an objection to him borrowing money. So asking this way would mean that everything would be fine?
"Sister, I never bring money when I go out."
The money that Hua Fangfang was talking about is her own money.
The money he has on him is in the account, and this money cannot be moved. If it is moved, it will not be added to the account.
Well, I won’t lend you money because I don’t have any.
The majority of the Hua family’s purchases come from Uncle Wang’s grocery store, and some are bought from the market.
Hua Yuanyuan would make a list of what she wanted to buy and give it to her younger brother. At this time, Hua Fangfang would go to the market to sell vegetables and help her sister with the shopping.
Money spent like this is money in the account.
He tapped the table with his index finger, looked at his father and then at his brother, "Dad, I don't think you have the ability to manage your own salary for the time being. I'll be a good helper and help you manage it."
As he said that, he reached for the money bag in his father's arms and pulled it, but it didn't move. Hmm? You won't give it to me?
"Daughter, this is the money I'm going to use to buy toys for my grandson!"
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