Chapter 139 138: Poor Ghost
Yang Chunyan looked at Li Qiuyue and felt that she was already tempted, so she said earnestly, "Third sister-in-law, think about it carefully. If the government really wants to subsidize poor people, it would directly notify the county or the commune or brigade to come forward. How could it be possible to find someone to do it secretly?"
After hearing this, Zhou's mother agreed and said, "Chunyan is right! I know Zhou Huaixing very well. Although our youngest is a little lazy, he always keeps his word and never lies. Zhou Huaixing is different. Nine out of ten of his words are lies. We can't listen to his bragging."
Zhao Huifang also interrupted after hearing this, "I just think that paying 100 yuan will only give you a subsidy of 10,000 yuan, and you can also transfer to a state-owned household registration and be exempted from paying public grain. This is too absurd. Just like Chunyan said last night, opera singers and movie actors would not dare to act like this."
Zhou's mother sneered, "One hundred dollars for a subsidy of ten thousand dollars, I think ten thousand paper money is about right. Remember, there is no such good thing in the world. Not to mention paying one hundred dollars for a subsidy of ten thousand dollars, even if he subsidizes thirty thousand dollars, you are not allowed to pay."
Several people nodded repeatedly, "Mom, don't worry, we won't go."
When Zhou's mother thought about the fact that the eldest wife had spent 300 yuan to buy a quota, she became angry. "We borrowed money from them to repair the house before the New Year, and they were afraid that we couldn't pay it back, and they even cried poor to me.
I think only Zhou Huaixing and the liar can pull a few feathers off your father’s miserly body.”
Zhao Huifang curled her lips. "My father's family was already rich. I heard from Yuxiu that my mother-in-law gave her four sisters four blankets, a porcelain basin and a thermos pot as dowry, and nine yuan, eighty cents and eight cents as a treasure. She kept the rest."
Mother Zhou thought for a moment, "I know about the betrothal money. The four Yuxiu sisters are engaged, and the groom's family gave 480 yuan in betrothal money, and your aunt gave a small dowry. I estimate that each of them still has at least 400 yuan in betrothal money in their hands.
No wonder your father came to borrow money to buy a tractor for Zhou Huaixing when the rumor spread in the village that our family had contracted bezoars! "
After hearing this, Li Qiuyue said, "Mom, sister-in-law, to be honest, Dad and his people are not the most stingy. There are families in our team who took the bride price from the man but didn't even give the girl a bed as a dowry."
Zhou's mother said with disdain: "These parents are not marrying their daughter, they are clearly selling her!"
"Our mountain is high, and many men can't find wives, so they sell their daughters to get the dowry money to marry a daughter-in-law." When Li Qiuyue said this, she suddenly felt that her father and mother were quite good to her. At least they didn't sell her to the mountains like some other families.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law wentssiping while putting the peony vines into the basket.
Zhou Xiaolin pointed at the sweet potato stalks and touched her ears. "I want to hang the ears. I want to hang the ears..."
"Little devil!" Yang Chunyan smiled and pinched her nose, "Auntie will do it for you!"
As she spoke, she broke a sweet potato stalk with a "snap" sound. She broke it to the left, then to the right, and the emerald green sweet potato stalk was folded into symmetrical details, with a layer of emerald green skin in the middle connecting them.
Seeing this, Zhou Xiaolin quickly stretched her head out. Yang Chunyan hung her head on her ears and pinched her nose. "Hey, whose pretty little sister is this?"
Zhou Xiaolin grinned happily, "It's Zhou Xiaolin Xiaoyaoyao!"
Yang Chunyan looked at the emerald sweet potato necklace on her ear and remembered that she was also vain when she was a child. At that time, she loved to pick wild flowers with her sister and Xiaoxue to make flower crowns, pick sweet potato vines to make earrings, and then spin around hand in hand...
As soon as the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law arrived at the back door, Zhou Jiaming ran out in a hurry, "Grandma, hurry up, we're going to be late."
Mother Zhou waved at him, "Go back and eat quickly. You don't have to wait for us."
Yang Chunyan and a few others poured out the sweet potato vines from their backpacks and piled them beside the pigpen. Zhao Huifang went to the kitchen and brought back a basket. Soon the four of them had picked a full basket of sweet potato stalks.
Li Qiuyue rubbed her stomach and said, "You guys go eat first, I'll squat in the big pit!"
Zhao Huifang joked, "Go ahead, eat more on an empty stomach."
Yang Chunyan and she carried the vegetable basket and walked towards the kitchen. "Sister-in-law, should we be able to finish turning over the sweet potato vines this morning?"
Zhao Huifang thought for a moment and said, "If we work harder, we should be able to finish the translation!"
Yang Chunyan thought about going to Fangtian Brigade to see Yang Xiaoxue, so she said, "Sister-in-law, after dinner, you guys go to the fields first. I'll go see what my sister wants from me."
“Yes!”
After dinner, Yang Chunyan said hello to Zhou's mother, went back to the house, changed her clothes, and went out.
As soon as I walked out of the hospital gate, I saw Chen Limei, wearing a white shirt and high heels, and Zhou Huaixing, with his hair smeared with osmanthus oil, pushing a shabby bicycle towards me.
Chen Limei has a big round face, double eyelids, a big nose, a big mouth, and fair skin. This is exactly the appearance that the elderly these days like most - a blessed look.
Seeing that she couldn't avoid it, Yang Chunyan smiled and greeted, "Sister-in-law, are you guys going to the fair?"
Chen Limei responded indifferently, "Hmm!" She was too lazy to bother with the poor guy who couldn't even take out a hundred dollars!
Zhou Huaixing glanced at her, then looked at Yang Chunyan with a smile, "How is Huaian's eel business going?"
Yang Chunyan smiled faintly, "I can earn two yuan a day running errands."
Zhou Huaixing: "That's not bad, it's better than him wandering around all day!"
Yang Chunyan: “…” The crow laughs at the pig’s blackness, but it doesn’t realize it.
"Huaixing, hurry up!" Chen Limei pulled Zhou Huaixing, "The sun will come out soon and it will be too hot to bear!"
"I don't know what you're panicking about." Zhou Huaixing glanced at Yang Chunyan awkwardly, then pushed his bicycle away.
Zhou Huaixing and his partner walked to the main road. Chen Limei turned around and glanced at Yang Chunyan, who was walking slowly on the edge of the field. "What can you say to someone who can't even afford a quota?"
Seeing that no one was around, Zhou Huaixing said, "The youngest couple has no money, but Huairong, Huaijun and Huaishan have a lot. Just think about it, we have been selling ten places for several days, and we bought the other five ourselves. We must raise a hundred places to have a chance to follow Minister Huang into the city!"
"Yuxiu and the others' betrothal gifts are all from your mother and husband. They only paid for 300 yuan. Why don't you ask them to pay for all the places? Then we can buy all the places."
Chen Limei looked at him with shining eyes and said, "Huaixing, think about it, one thousand yuan can compensate one hundred thousand yuan. When we get the money, we won't have to worry for several lifetimes."
"Do you think I don't want to?" Zhou Huaixing glared at her. "I told you yesterday that Yuxiu and her friends' betrothal money was used to repair the house. I was able to pay the quota with 300 yuan, which was saved from selling pigs during the Spring Festival."
Chen Limei looked at him dissatisfiedly, "Why are you glaring at me? I am thinking about the future!"
Zhou Huaixing said angrily: "For the sake of the future, why don't you go back to your mother's house and ask your mother to lend us some?"
(End of this chapter)
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