"I'll put up five."
"I'll pay twenty yuan."
"I'll pay one hundred yuan."
Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at the woman who had spoken.
"Zhang Xiaohua, you've struck it rich!"
Zhang Xiaohua recalled: "Back then, it was Mr. and Mrs. Tao who persuaded my parents to let me go to school. They sponsored me to finish high school. It was only after I got my high school diploma that I was qualified to take the recruitment exam for the commune's flour mill and get a government job."
"If it weren't for them, I might never have been able to earn a hundred dollars in my entire life."
For her, 100 yuan is three months' salary. If Mr. and Mrs. Tao's daughter encounters difficulties, she will definitely do her best to help them.
Everyone looked at Zhang Xiaohua with admiration; a person who knows how to be grateful can't be too bad.
As if influenced by Zhang Xiaohua, almost everyone who spoke up afterward offered less than ten yuan.
Zhang Shitou counted the thick wad of change three times, “It’s two hundred and seventy-eight yuan in total.”
Zhang Aniu thought for a moment and then scraped together three hundred yuan.
Prices in Fujian Province are not high; 300 yuan is enough for Sang Feiyu's living expenses for one or two years.
For ordinary people like them, three hundred yuan can last for three to five years.
Because there was a lot of money, Zhang Aniu sent two people with Zhang Shitou to deliver the money to Sang Feiyu.
When they passed through the commune, they even bought five cans of fruit and a pound of steamed egg cake.
When they arrived, the guards couldn't find Sang Feiyu, so they could only entrust the guards to deliver the items to her, telling everyone that it was relatives from their hometown who had come to visit her.
The money was in an envelope, which the guard assumed contained a thick letter.
After all, he didn't think those three men could come up with that much money.
Sang Feiyu returned with Ning Zhiyuan today. The guards saw them from afar and quickly brought the things over.
"Comrade Sang, these were sent over by your relatives from your hometown."
"There was a man I remember whose name was Stone."
Comrade Sang looked at the canned fruit in the mesh bag and the thick letter, and his doubts deepened.
Did he say anything else?
"No."
"He only asked me to make sure these things are delivered to you safely."
Sang Feiyu replied, "Thank you for your trouble."
"You're welcome."
After the guard left, Sang Feiyu couldn't wait to open the letter. Good heavens!
The envelope was full of money!!
Ning Zhiyuan saw it too and quickly stepped in front of Sang Feiyu, saying, "Let's talk about it when we get home."
"Uh-huh."
Sang Feiyu instinctively covered the envelope with her hand and hurried home.
As soon as the two got home, they quickly took out the money, but Sang Feiyu couldn't find a single word about it after searching everywhere.
"They didn't say anything, they just sent me money?"
Ning Zhiyuan suddenly realized something, "Could it be that because I said you weren't feeling well yesterday, they thought you were sick and chipped in to send you money?"
His gaze fell on the contents of the net bag. "There's also canned fruit. We only send this to our comrades when they're hospitalized."
Sang Feiyu was both touched and amused, "This misunderstanding is huge."
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