Bi Yue laughed at this. She believed that in the past, people were too poor, and every family was afraid of poverty, which exposed the evil and selfishness of human nature.
After going through those days, and thinking back, who wants to take something for free and then have to look after someone else's face? Who doesn't want to look respectable?
"In the past, there was no work to do and no money to spend. Mom, I also gave Dacheng money, so please don't keep it for him. Don't take too much because it will help him get married. A grown man without money in his pocket will have difficulty doing anything."
Liu Yafang curled her lips and said, "Just spend it. You made a lot of money today, didn't you? I'm telling you, don't touch the 180,000 yuan your mother-in-law gave you. That's a whole sum, to keep for a while."
Bi Yue mumbled nothing, simply lying down on the sofa, holding her stomach. She was thinking to herself that she should give her parents some bonus.
Now that New Year's Day is approaching, and the tobacco and liquor store is at its busiest, his father is running around.
During the day, her mother worked at the tobacco and liquor store while she collected money at the restaurant. At four in the afternoon, after her father checked the bills, he would go to the restaurant to replace her mother. Then her mother would go home to cook.
Now Bi Tiegang simply lives on the other side of the hotel. Even though he is so busy, his parents still have to find time to go to the hotel branch to check out the renovations.
Now that Dashan's eldest son has left, the Bi family's schedule has been completely messed up, and everyone is almost busy as hell.
Like today, her mother came home early. It was said that Dashan couldn't stand his son crying. He had lost weight in the past few days, changing his son's diapers all night long and lost several pounds. She had no other choice but to hide in the restaurant and talk to her mother: "Auntie, you should go home and take care of Yueyue."
When Bi Yue thought of this, she heard the sound of washing vegetables in the kitchen. The more she listened, the more she thought about it and felt more guilty. She supported her waist and sat up again. Just as she was about to call the whole family to eat roast duck and not cook, the door opened with an especially crisp sound.
Liu Dapeng, who had been away for more than a month, was admitted to the hospital.
Liu Yafang quickly opened the outer door, and instantly the air was filled with white mist, and she said in a loud voice, "Hey, Dapeng, how's the grain harvest going? I'm worried about you so much!"
“Thanks to my uncle and second uncle.
The old man is in good health now. He said he would take good care of you and asked if you would go back for the New Year. I said I couldn’t go back.
My food has already arrived in the south. Hey? Auntie, go out and look for me in the streets in a few days to see if there's anyone selling my Fangzheng rice in the imperial city. The price has gone up."
Liu Yafang was delighted to hear this. Her daughter had trained her to be a wiser person. Hearing that her uncle was already in this state, she knew Dapeng had definitely done them a favor. It was as if the whole family had become wealthy in the blink of an eye.
Smiling with wrinkles on his face, he said, "Come in. It's warm inside. We'll have dinner here tonight."
"What are you eating, Auntie? Are you home alone?"
Bi Yue appeared with a big belly.
Liu Dapeng waved his hand, understanding that there were only the two of them at home, and a pregnant woman couldn't do anything. "Forget it, Auntie, it's just the two of us. I drove here by myself, and the trunk is full. Come with me and carry the things."
Bi Yue stood at the kitchen door and saw the two people going in and out of the yard again and again. Her mother chased her back to the house, nagging: "Why are there so many old things?"
Then Liu Dapeng replied:
"My aunt killed two pigs. She insisted on taking a whole one, unloaded it in half, and said she would give you half and I would have half. But she didn't want to load it into the truck.
When we arrived in town, my aunt stopped my car again. I don’t know how my aunt and I squeezed into the two cars I took. She asked my two assistants to take the train and barely got us back.
My aunt loaded three sheep onto the truck. One for me to take to the courtyard, to the madman's house. One for me, and one for you to bring here."
Bi Yue was wearing a down jacket and looking at me with her hands on her hips, smiling.
Plus, Boss Liu brought six 10kg boxes of premium rice to her house alone. What about Chu Yifeng's family and his own family? It would be hard for those two luxury cars.
Liu Dapeng didn't stay at the Bi family's house for long. He only asked Bi Yue what stage the project was at and whether there were any difficult issues to deal with.
Bi Yue did bring up one thing: "I think I'm going to give birth after the New Year. I plan to take advantage of New Year's Day to go around and do some house-hunting. Can you tell me the address of Zuo Tao's house, and where Qiao Yan's house is? Anyway, give me the addresses of the houses you think Chu Yifeng should visit, and I'll go around to each one."
Liu Dapeng raised an eyebrow, understanding. It was difficult for a pregnant woman.
"No, with your big belly, I advise you to just lie down for the next month or so. There's not that much trouble between us brothers."
"When I drive out, I just sit down wherever I go. It's no big deal. My older brother finished his exams, so I didn't even have to drive. I had him to drive me, so I felt relieved.
Dapeng, a lot of your friends went to the opening ceremony last time, and I didn't recognize many of them. So, if he's not at home, if your friends have a birthday, a wedding, or a baby, or something big or small, tell me I can't go. After all, Chu Yifeng is married now, not like before. Huh? "
So, the project was suspended, but Bi Yue was still very busy.
On the second day after she laid off the workers, she gave each of the twelve people in her leadership team a black leather bag instead of giving them red envelopes in a row.
Tang Aihua, a vice president, made 3,000, and the others all made 2,000. He had money, and the bag could still hold documents, which was quite respectable.
Everyone also held a brief meeting to reminisce about the year 1987. At the end of the meeting, Bi Yue suddenly asked, "Except for Bi Cheng and me, who among you hasn't had frostbite?"
No one raised their hand.
Bi Yue nodded several times in silence. She was the one paying the bills and bearing the most pressure, but it was the executors who actually did the actual work, arranged the arrangements, and worried about the situation.
Tang Aihua smiled indifferently and said:
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