It was Yun Xiulan's turn at this time. As a worker in the textile factory, counting money was as easy as drinking water for her.
She handed the kitchen knife to Ning Hai and began to count the money carefully. Although there were a lot of banknotes in it, it only took Yun Xiulan a few minutes to count all the money. She sorted the money and folded it. Then she nodded to Ning Hai and Ning Xiyue: "Exactly 600 yuan."
"The money has been repaid, so... my IOU... and the account... account book can be returned to me, right?" Zhang Yuan now only wanted to leave this devilish place as soon as possible.
Ning Xiyue glanced at the six hundred yuan that had been put away. It was time to close the door and beat the dog. She pressed the brick and approached Zhang Yuan with a nonchalant smile on her face: "Okay, I'll give it back to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the brick in his hand fell on Zhang Yuan like a storm, and his originally smiling face instantly turned into frost.
“Ahh…”
Zhang Yuan howled in pain and struggled to avoid being beaten, but Ning Xiyue grabbed his collar and pulled him over again, beating him again.
Ning Hai and Yun Xiu Lan were not pushovers either. They had long wanted to beat up the bastard who had deceived their daughter, so how could they let go of this opportunity that had come right to them?
Ning Hai took off the warm and smelly socks on his feet and stuffed them into Zhang Yuan's mouth, silently holding him down so that his daughter and wife could have a good fight.
Seeing that the fire had died down, he kept waving the rolling pin in his hand, leaving Zhang Yuan unable to shout and with nowhere to hide, so he could only endure the storm from this family.
"Let you cheat on my feelings, let you cheat on my money."
"You're eating and using my things while calling me a fool."
"If I don't beat you so hard that you can't get out of bed for ten days or half a month, I won't be named Ning." Ning Xiyue waved a brick while venting her anger.
Ning Xiyue's bricks have been set up. They cannot kill people, but they act on the inside of people. They will not leave marks on the body after hitting people. It is commonly known as internal injury. It will make the person feel pain inside and unable to speak, so you can hit him with confidence.
I have to say that bricks are useful.
Ning Hai and Yun Xiu Lan knew when to beat people, and they remained rational throughout the whole process. They just wanted to vent the resentment accumulated over the past two years. There was no need to get into trouble for a scumbag and hit him on the butt with the rolling pin in their hands.
The fight was almost over, and the three of them stopped and rubbed their sore arms.
Ning Xiyue threw the IOU at Zhang Yuan, who was curled up on the ground. "I'll keep the account book. Don't come jumping around in front of me in the future. My bricks are not vegetarians."
Zhang Yuan was holding the IOU and was thrown out by Ning Hai like garbage.
Yun Xiulan stood at the door and spat: "Get lost, don't let me see you again, bah, trash."
The door slammed shut.
Zhang Yuan lay on the ground for a few minutes before he got up, enduring the pain all over his body. He clenched the IOU in his hand and glanced at the closed door with complicated eyes. Without saying a word, he endured the pointing and talking around him, covered his butt, and slowly moved towards the stairs, taking one deep step and one shallow step.
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Inside the room, Yun Xiulan looked at the money on the table and praised her daughter: "Yueyue, you are really amazing. You still remember the accounts. This time, we not only got the money but also beat him up. I feel relieved at last. Come and show me the account book."
Ning Xiyue paused for a moment as she touched the money, then gave Yun Xiulan a sly smile: "Mom, you know I don't have the habit of keeping accounts. I lied to him. The notebook I took was the red notebook you usually use to keep accounts."
"You kid." Yun Xiulan and Ning Hai exchanged a glance, then smiled helplessly, "It's good that you're back. Keep the money for when you go to the countryside. Tomorrow I'll take you to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some things for the countryside."
"Mom, you don't have to accompany me. I can do it myself. You've been very tired taking care of me these past few days. My headache is gone now, so it's a good opportunity for me to walk around and stretch my body. I can also visit the supply and marketing cooperative while I'm there."
She has things to do outside tomorrow, so it would be inconvenient for someone to go with her.
"You are still weak and can't lift heavy things." Yun Xiulan said worriedly.
He completely forgot that Ning Xiyue had just hit someone with a brick, and he didn't know where he could see the weakness.
Ning Xiyue felt Yun Xiulan's deep maternal love and saw the fatigue on her face. She stood over and gave Yunmu a massage, kneading her shoulders and patting her back, then she spoke:
"Mom, you've worked hard. Go back to work tomorrow and don't worry about me. I can ask a friend to go with you. There are still several days before we go to the countryside, so you can take your time to buy things. There's no need to rush."
"Xiu Lan, just listen to the child. Children will eventually become independent when they grow up." Ning Hai ended the topic with his actions, stood up and walked towards the kitchen: "We are all hungry, let's eat."
Ning Hai appeared calm on the surface, but she felt jealous inside. She didn't even know how to give her father a shoulder massage or back rub, but she knew her mother.
"Okay, let's eat, let's eat." Yun Xiulan responded.
Ning Xiyue also took the opportunity to clear the table and prepare to eat, completely unaware that her father was jealous.
At night, Ning Xiyue spread all the money she got today on the bed, rolled around happily for a few times before sitting down, counting the money one by one with a flushed face.
With a huge sum of 750 yuan, she was considered a wealthy woman in this era.
System 3333 saw the host's brilliant smile and came online at the right time to make its presence felt: "Host, the sign-in system will make you richer in the future. Becoming the richest man in China is not a dream. You now have another sign-in opportunity. Do you want to sign in once?"
"No, save it for me."
There are not many sign-in opportunities, and Ning Xiyue doesn't want to waste them here for the time being. It would be sad if she came across a good sign-in spot tomorrow and wanted to try it but didn't have the chance.
Seeing that the host was determined, 3333 stopped trying to persuade him and quietly lay on the bed, watching the host count the money over and over again with great pleasure.
By the fiftieth time, 3333 kindly reminded: "Host, it's half past nine. I have to go out and do some work tomorrow."
"Time flies so fast. Let's go to sleep." Ning Xiyue reluctantly put the money away and put it into the system backpack. After taking a look at it twice, she closed the backpack and lay down to sleep peacefully.
When Ning Xiyue woke up in the morning, the first thing she did was to open her backpack and take a look at the money and tickets. Seeing them lying quietly in the backpack, her mood became much better.
After breakfast, when the adults in the family went to work, Ning Xiyue reapplied some medicine on her wound, changed the gauze, and after a simple tidying up, she went out with the money in her pocket.
After leaving the house, she met many acquaintances who greeted her along the way. Some of them gossiped about what happened yesterday, while others expressed concern about her injuries. Ning Xiyue greeted them one by one with a smile, and walked towards the family compound in a good mood.
When passing by the door of the Revolutionary Committee, Ning Xiyue paused, looked at the slogan hanging at the door promoting educated youth going to the countryside, curled the corners of her lips, and walked straight in.
Since the scumbag promised the original owner to sign up to go to the countryside together, he cannot go back on his word. A man should keep his word.
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