Chapter 308 Extravagant Wife VS Scrap-Collecting Husband 2
Zhou Zechuan frowned slightly, put his phone away, and asked, "Is cash acceptable?"
"Oh... sure, of course!" The shopkeeper reached out and took the hundred-yuan bill that he handed over.
After getting the change, Zhou Zechuan took the barbecue to a nearby large supermarket.
He always carries cash with him, which prevented him from being unable to pay the bill just now.
However... he was out of money.
Besides the balance in his bank card, he now only has a little over two hundred yuan left in his pocket.
The money in the store can't be withdrawn for the next few days; it has to wait until next month, and part of it needs to be used to pay salaries.
There are still more than ten days left in this month, and there are many places where I need to spend money. Every day I buy groceries, water, electricity, gas... Two or three hundred yuan is simply not enough.
After returning home.
Jiang Zhiyi ran over when she heard the door open.
Zhou Zechuan had just put his things down and was still changing his shoes at the door when she pounced on him and clung to him.
"I'm dirty..." He had worked all day and was sweating a lot, and his clothes were covered in dust.
"Honey, I don't mind. You'll be fine after you shower. I missed you so much today. Did you miss me too?" Jiang Zhiyi tiptoed and kissed him several times, clearly teasing him on purpose.
"I missed you." Zhou Zechuan naturally put his arm around her waist.
"How much do you miss me? You don't miss me at all, you're just saying it." Jiang Zhiyi continued to whine.
Zhou Zechuan lowered his head to kiss her, and the two kissed in the entryway.
After a long while, Zhou Zechuan lifted the person up high and said, "Let's take a shower first, and then we'll come out to eat after we're done."
"Put me down right now! I'll fall!"
"No." He picked her up and headed towards the bathroom.
Jiang Zhiyi could only obediently hug his neck tightly, not daring to let go at all.
After taking a shower, Jiang Zhiyi sat at the table eating barbecue skewers, and Zhou Zechuan also bought her favorite drinks.
Jiang Zhiyi said, "Did you just receive a message from the bank while you were outside? I bought a diamond necklace, I really love it, it's so beautiful! It matches my dress perfectly... Let's be frugal this month, I won't eat barbecue anymore, the money should be enough, right?"
Zhou Zechuan looked at her, but ultimately didn't tell the truth. "Yeah, it's enough."
"That's good." Jiang Zhiyi smiled and leaned in to kiss him again. "Honey, you're so good to me."
The next day, Zhou Zechuan sold his old cell phone and deposited the several thousand yuan from the sale into a newly opened bank account. He then bought a cheap, no-name brand cell phone.
...
The next day at noon.
Zhou Zechuan didn't go home. He went to a nearby noodle shop and ate a bowl of tofu noodles. Afterward, he continued working at the shop. A truck would be coming to collect the goods in the afternoon, so he had to hurry.
There were two other men working with him in the shop, one named Wang Guoqing and the other named Luo Feng.
Wang Guoqing: "Zechuan, I need to discuss something with you. I have a nephew who's in college, and his summer vacation is coming up soon. He doesn't want to go home and is planning to work here for two months to earn some living expenses. Do you think it would be possible for him to help out at our shop? He's strong, tall, and very hardworking..."
Zhou Zechuan thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, "Then let him come over then."
The weather has been getting hotter and hotter lately, making it easy to get tired while working. The three of them have indeed been struggling these days, and they've even lost a few business deals because they couldn't keep up for a while.
Wang Guoqing: "Okay, I'll call him tonight. How about we go out for dinner this afternoon? It's my birthday today, but my wife and kids have gone back to the countryside for some business, so I'm feeling a bit lonely all by myself. I'll treat you two to dinner."
“Sure, I’m free,” Luo Feng replied from the side.
Zhou Zechuan dusted off his hands. "Okay."
It just so happens that Jiang Zhiyi went shopping with her best friend today and said she wouldn't be back until very late. He didn't plan to go home and cook, thinking he would just have something to eat to get by.
In the evening, the three of them went to a restaurant for dinner.
They found a small, family-run restaurant nearby and ordered four dishes and a soup. They had been to this restaurant many times before and were considered regulars. The owner, hearing it was someone's birthday, specially gave them a bowl of longevity noodles as a gift.
When the food was halfway through being served, the air conditioner in the restaurant suddenly broke down, and it was getting quite hot for the group of people sitting there. The owner quickly brought over a standing fan.
"Here, have some plum juice, it's ice-cold." The owner gave them another bottle of drink. "Sorry, the repairman won't be here for a while."
"fine."
After all the dishes were served, the three continued to eat and chat.
Luo Feng had drunk a bit and was a little tipsy, so he became more talkative. "I used to know a guy who loved playing the stock market. He even sold his house to invest, but he lost all his money. Now his kids can't afford school fees, and his wife ran off with another man..."
Wang Guoqing frowned and kicked Luo Feng hard under the table, trying to stop him from talking.
This guy has no sense of propriety; after a few drinks, he likes to ramble on and on, saying all sorts of jokes without considering other people's feelings.
They all knew about Zhou Zechuan's situation. He lost a lot of money due to failed investments and businesses, and had no choice but to open a shop here to collect recyclables.
The way he's saying this is like stabbing someone in the heart with a knife.
"Come on, let's eat. Stop talking about this. Why hasn't anyone touched this dish? Don't waste it..." Wang Guoqing stuffed a chopstick of red chili pepper into Luo Feng's mouth.
Wang Guoqing then changed the subject, saying, "Yesterday I saw on the news that..."
Luo Feng: "I saw it too, and now it really is..."
The two quickly changed the subject.
Zhou Zechuan, who was sitting to the side, only responded with a few words here and there, and did not participate much in their discussion.
Although he didn't show it on his face, he was definitely not feeling well inside.
As for what Luo Feng just said...
It's not surprising that his wife ran away; he knew the saying, "When poverty knocks at the door, love flies out the window."
His situation isn't much better now.
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