Chapter 15 Going to the Market



Captain Qin was also a little angry. He just said it casually. If you don’t want to learn, then don’t learn. Why is he so angry?

Dongdong glanced at his parents, his heart calm, and then he picked up the bowl to eat. Qin Yu was not surprised either. They were used to it. There was a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every five days.

Qin Xue rarely spoke up, "Dad, you earn over 100 yuan a month. Mine isn't much, but our combined salaries are almost 150 yuan. These past few years, Grandpa and Grandma have either been talking about building a house or finding a job for Second Uncle. Most of our family's money has been spent on these things. When I went back for the New Year last year, you saw Mingzhou from Second Uncle's family, wearing new clothes and new shoes. And then you looked at Dongdong. Standing next to him, if the Qing Dynasty hadn't fallen, I would have thought Dongdong was his servant."

"What nonsense are you talking about? How dare you say that? When I joined the army, your second uncle was at home taking care of your grandparents. Now that our lives are better, it's our duty to help them." Captain Qin scolded his daughter loudly, and looked at his wife. His daughter was blaming him now, so he still opened his mouth to explain.

"You've helped them so much that you've left yourself with nothing. Qin Wei, Qin Wei, over the years, our family has helped them enough. Even if they're sucking your blood, there should be a limit. Look at how tight our family lives, while they eat lavishly all day long. Today they ask you for money to buy a bicycle, tomorrow they ask you for money to buy a TV, and a while ago they called to say they want to install a phone. How much money do you have to give me back home?"

Qin Wei stopped talking after hearing this, but Qin Yu looked at her sister with sparkling eyes. This was the first time her sister had contradicted her father.

"How much money is left at home?" Qin Wei suddenly asked.

Zhao Yun looked at him in disbelief, his eyes full of disappointment. "Are you really planning to send them money to install a phone?"

"Just tell me how much money is left in your family now?" Qin Wei stared into her eyes and asked again.

"I spent all my money on finding a job for your brother last time. Now I only have 85 yuan left."

"How could there be only this little left?" Qin Wei was shocked. Over the years, his salary had been at least 30,000 yuan, not to mention the bonuses he'd received. His family's expenses had always been modest, so how could there be only 85 yuan left?

Zhao Yun knew from his expression that he didn't believe her, so she stopped eating. She went to the inner room and rummaged around for a while. When she came out, she was holding a notebook. "This is the money we spent on food, clothing, and other expenses over the years. I wrote down every penny. Take a closer look. How much did our family spend, and how much did we send back home?"

After Qin Wei finished reading the account book in his hand, he sat on the stool motionless, as if he had no reaction. The others didn't want to pay attention to him and went about their business. Only he sat there, unable to believe it for a long time.

This account book not only records the monthly pension sent back to his hometown, but also a series of expenses for purchasing furniture, electrical appliances, and social interactions. No amount is less than 20 yuan. In the past two years, apart from buying a bicycle, the rest are just a few cents for daily grocery shopping.

Although he often helped his younger brother back home over the years, he never expected such a huge expense.

He stood up, hesitated for a moment, and went to the kitchen.

"Zhao Yun, from now on, apart from your parents' living expenses, we will no longer be responsible for anything else back home. I'm sorry that we've wronged you and the children over the years."

Zhao Yun paused for a moment while washing the pot, and ignored him and continued working.

Qin Wei saw that Zhao Yun was still angry and looked embarrassed. He was a rough man and always had a strong will. Even though he knew it was his fault, he didn't want to admit his mistake.

Seeing that Zhao Yun would not pay attention to him for a while, he stopped making trouble and got dressed and went to work.

Gu Huaijin from next door had just left. Song Zhi took the passbook and a pile of banknotes in his hand, opened it and looked at the number on the passbook, his eyes widened in surprise. This... tens of millions, hundreds of millions, more than fifty thousand.

In this era, more than 50,000 yuan is enough for her to become a 50,000 yuan household.

She was a little confused. She didn't see the word "rich" in Gu Huaijin at all. He had only worked for a few years, but he was able to save more than 50,000 yuan. It seemed that she had chosen the right person.

Then Song Zhi took the money and happily thought about what she should buy. There were still many things missing in the house, and she couldn't get them all done in a short time. She would take her time, especially the toilet. She couldn't accept it and had to clean it up first.

When Gu Huaijin comes back this afternoon, ask him if he has any cement or anything. It would be best to install a door for the toilet, otherwise the smell from the toilet will be really unpleasant if it spreads into the yard.

Let’s talk about these after Gu Huaijin comes back. The most urgent thing now is to buy a sofa cover, preferably one with a softer cushion.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and the wooden sofa in the house was not only hard but also a little cold to sit on. It looked quite old, but it was of good quality and sturdy enough, so she didn't plan to replace it.

She planned to ask Aunt Zhao if there was anyone selling sofa covers nearby.

"Sofa towel? Is it for the sofa?"

"Yes, it's getting cold, and I plan to buy something to sit on to keep warm." Song Zhi was not quite sure what this thing was called, so he could only use the name he used in modern times.

"I haven't seen it here, but I heard there's a village behind our army that makes woolen yarn. You can go and ask." Zhao Yun thought about it and suggested. He felt a little sad about Song Zhi's extravagance, even getting a cover for a sofa. However, it was his own business, so Zhao Yun didn't say much.

"Thank you, Aunt Zhao. You go ahead and do your work. I'll go over and take a look." As he said that, he was about to go back.

"Hey, Xiao Song, wait a moment." Then he hurried back into the house and pushed the bicycle out.

"It's about five or six miles by bike. If I remember correctly, there's a small market there today. You can buy some things you need. It's more convenient to ride a bike there."

She said as she handed the bike to Song Zhi.

Bicycles were a precious thing these days, and Song Zhiben hadn't planned to ride one, but Aunt Zhao had already pushed it out. Riding a bicycle would indeed be much more convenient, so she quickly thanked her and took it.

On the way there, she was thinking about bringing some food back for Aunt Zhao and the others. They had helped her a lot these days, and she could see that Aunt Zhao was really kind to her.

The sun was very strong today, making people feel warm. Song Zhi was wearing a white turtleneck sweater and a pink knitted cardigan, which were not too thick. He did not feel cold at home, and even felt a little warm. But when he was riding a bicycle on the road, the cold wind blew on his body, and he felt a biting chill.

She thought that she should wear thicker clothes when going out in the future. After all, it was winter and she should respect winter.

After a lot of effort, I finally saw the village. This should be the place Aunt Zhao mentioned. There are villages on both sides of the road, and a very wide dirt road in the middle. There are many stalls on the road, selling food, daily necessities, and clothes. Although there are not many, the variety is still very complete.

"Auntie, how much is this wool yarn?" Song Zhi glanced at the stalls around him. He didn't see any stalls selling cloth, but he saw a stall selling wool yarn. He walked over, picked up a ball of gray thick wool yarn and asked softly.

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