But it doesn’t matter. There are a lot of good things at home, and no one will notice if you take one or two.
Lu Yaozu thought about it. His grandmother was the director of a garment factory and there were a lot of good fabrics at home. She had recently used a lot of them for his uncle’s wedding. So what would be the harm in him taking some of the rest?
So he seized the opportunity, took out two pieces of Dacron colored strips, carefully put them away and gave them to Bai Miaomiao as a gift.
At this time, Dacron colored striped cloth was a rare commodity, and it was sold at four or five yuan per meter in the supply and marketing places outside. The price of the two pieces of cloth he took was enough to cover the expenses of an average family for three or two months.
By then, it would be enough for Miaomiao to make two sets of clothes, which would definitely look good on her, Lu Yaozu was very happy.
The uncle knew that if he gave good things to his wife, he would not be worse than him, and he should not let Miaomiao suffer too much.
So he ran to Mrs. Lu and complained, "Grandma, can you give me an advance on some pocket money? My salary has been docked for two months, and now I have no money to spend."
He wanted to buy things for Miaomiao, but he had no money, let alone taking her shopping in the future. Without money, how could a man maintain his face and dignity?
Before Mrs. Lu could speak, Lu Zhoushan heard her and interrupted, "Where's your previous salary?"
Lu Yaozu choked and glared at him, "Uncle, I just asked grandma for some pocket money, and you have to interfere?"
Lu Zhoushan looked at him with a calm expression: "I'm just asking you one more question, why are you feeling guilty?"
Lu Yaozu said stubbornly, "How can I feel guilty? I have to spend money from time to time. Of course I spent all my previous salary."
Lu Zhoushan smiled slightly and didn't dwell on the question: "Oh, I thought you always ate at the factory and at home."
After saying that, he went back to his room. The naughty kid was disobedient, and as his uncle, he had no interest in interfering.
As long as the evil intentions don't reach out to his people, it's fine. After all, when it comes to disciplining children, there are elders at home, and it's not his turn. He is just giving them a reminder.
Sure enough, as soon as he said that, Mrs. Lu scolded him with a stern face: "Have you spent all your previous salaries?"
Mrs. Lu was furious. "You stupid kid, where did you spend all that money? Even if our family is well off, we shouldn't squander it like this."
As he spoke, he couldn't help himself and picked up the cock duster and hit him twice.
The old man loved his grandson so much that he didn't hit him too hard, but Lu Yaozu still jumped up after being hit.
He was already so old, but he was still beaten by the elders in the family. Lu Yaozu couldn't help feeling ashamed and angry, and blamed his uncle.
I couldn't help but defend myself: "Grandma, I'm such a grown-up now. It always costs money to go out and make friends. My uncle is the same. How much money has he spent on that Jiang Xiaoci..."
Before she could finish her words, Mrs. Lu was completely enraged and attacked her even harder: "Shut up! You rascal, you actually dared to fabricate faults about your uncle? Don't try to change the subject for me. Tell me the truth about where you spent your money. Did you mess around with some questionable woman out there?"
Lu Yaozu was so angry that he cried out in pain and said, "Grandma, I didn't!"
He slipped away as fast as he could and never dared to ask for money again.
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