If she married someone else, she might not have the life she has today.
Old Zhou Tou was lazy when he was young, and he didn't know how to love others, but that wasn't his fault alone. Mrs. Qian could see it very clearly. Which of the men in the village didn't have these faults
Even her elder brother, her sister-in-law used to pick the water tanks at home, then her nieces and daughters-in-law picked them, and now the grandchildren pick them...
The reason why Zhou Jin was brought up was that he was a little lazier than the average person, but he also had a thoughtfulness that others didn't.
Don't look at the women in the village who can run the house, and even put the money with the women, but there are not many women who really need to use a lot of money, or who can really be the masters of the family.
Not to mention the time when the man in charge disagrees with him.
But Qian can.
In Lao Zhou's house, Qian seems to seldom take care of outside affairs, and leaves it to Lao Zhou to arrange, but it's fine if she doesn't speak up, and once she speaks, the family still has to listen to her.
If this was in someone else's house, the man would have been turned upside down.
But the old Zhou will not turn over.
Maybe it was the old account that was turned over, old Zhou Tou was a little guilty, he got up before dawn, earlier than Qian Shi woke up.
He fumbled around in the room for a while, which woke up Mrs. Qian, but he opened the door and went out.
Qian opened her eyes and glanced at his back, then closed her eyes again.
Old Zhou squatted in front of Man Bao's room door.
When Man Bao was stretching, with disheveled hair, and was about to come out to fetch water to wash, he saw his father as soon as he opened the door, and she was so frightened that she almost put the wooden basin on her father's head.
"father?"
The old man hissed, and carefully glanced at the room of the fourth child. He was relieved when he saw that there was no movement next door. He immediately pulled the good girl into the room and asked, "Man Bao, Dad, please give me a hand!" thing."
Man Bao hugged the tub and nodded, "Father, tell me."
"Are you rich?"
Man Bao nodded affirmatively, she is very rich.
Old Zhou heaved a sigh of relief, with a bright smile on his face, and whispered: "Father borrows some money from you. I..."
Old Zhou thought for a while, he didn't seem to have much chance to save money, he got tangled up, "What do you think Daddy will pay you back in a few years?"
"Father, don't you have private money?"
Old Zhou Tou showed her the money from his private house that he had found out early in the morning, not much, just a bunch of money strung together with a dozen characters.
He sighed, "Your mother holds all the money at home, and she knows every penny by heart. I have saved this one hundred and sixteen pennies in the past few years."
Man Bao stared at her father blankly, even Sitou and Sanya had saved more than this amount with her.
Old Zhou asked Man Bao, "Do you have much money?"
Man Bao nodded, at least much more than her father's.
"Then, would you like to borrow a little from Dad?"
"Father, what do you want money for?"
"I want to make a silver bracelet for your mother. It doesn't need to be too big, but a thinner one is fine." He said distressedly, "I looked at it last time when I went to the county seat, but the money your mother gave to buy the fabric is not much left over." It’s gone, so I didn’t buy it. I thought I’d buy it when she was older, but…”
But wasn't the old account turned over yesterday
Although his wife's face was not angry, he always felt that she was not very happy. Old Zhou didn't sleep for most of the night last night, just thinking about this matter, the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt like grass growing in his heart.
He showed Man Bao the style and size of the silver bracelet, and said in a low voice: "I asked, that silver bracelet costs three to two or seven hundred Wen, Man Bao, can you lend me some money?"
Man Bao expressed doubts about his father's ability to repay the debt, "Then where will you save money in the future?"
"Didn't your second brother earn nearly 200 Wen from selling wormwood on the fifth day of the lunar new year? I plan not to let him sell it next year. I will save it for a few years, and I will definitely be able to pay it back when you get married. "
Man Bao: ...
She didn't wash her face or comb her hair anymore, she just put down the wooden basin and took her father to talk about business together, "Father, you can't save money like this, look at you, how many years has it been since you only have a hundred dollars?" Duowen's private money."
Old Zhou Tou: ... What can he do
All the money earned by the family goes directly to Mrs. Qian, and the sons can only pay 60% of the money they earn to the public, but he handed it all over, and he kept the private money.
Old Zhou was very worried.
What can Man Bao do
I can only express my heavy sympathy to him, and give him a suggestion, "You sell the cigarettes."
Keke said that smoking is not good for health, and it is not good to sit next to smokers. Man Bao wanted his father to quit smoking a long time ago.
However, although Lao Zhoutou loves Manbao, he is not willing to give up his one of the few hobbies, so no matter what he says, he turns around and decides whether to smoke or smoke.
Zhou Jin also didn't smoke when he was young. He didn't even know there was such a thing in the world.
He started smoking from the year Zhou Yin sold himself. At that time, Zhou Yin sold himself for a sack of grain and returned to the village. He helped them find a job in the county. .
At that time, he took Dalang Erlang and the people in the village to carry bags for others in the county town. At that time, he was burdened with a burden that he had never carried in his life. He couldn't sleep, and he was doing heavy work. The bearer gave him a handful of shredded tobacco, which he thought was good.
The shopkeeper left some tobacco leaves for him, and agreed to come and collect tobacco leaves with him next year after planting them.
As a result, the old Zhou Tou was planted, but the peddler didn't come again, and he didn't know if he forgot about it or died on the road.
Anyway, no one wanted the tobacco leaves, so Lao Zhoutou dried them and cut them into shreds for smoking. Later, some people smoked in the county, and people began to buy tobacco leaves.
Under normal circumstances, Lao Zhoutou's tobacco leaves are sold only when the family has no money to buy medicine for Qian.
Because if the family can't even pay for Qian's medicine, it's almost time to run out of money.
Now that the family is not short of money, and the old wife does not take medicine, Lao Zhou is very reluctant to exchange his beloved things for money.
So facing Man Bao's proposal, he wanted to turn around and leave, but his buttocks seemed to have a consciousness of their own, so he stuck to the stool and did not move.
After a long time, the old Zhou Tou seemed to have found a reason, "The tobacco leaves are worthless."
"Who said that a tael of tobacco leaves is not ten cents?"
"Yes, but how many tobacco leaves does your father have?"
"Then you can grow more. Anyway, it will be planted in the corner of the vegetable garden, and it will not take up space."
Old Zhou Tou said forcefully: "The more you sell, the cheaper it will be. It's only seventy or eighty yuan a catty."
"That ten catties is seven or eight hundred Wen."
Old Zhou Tou immediately shook his head and said: "How can there be so many, such a big handful of dried tobacco leaves only weighs a catty, it's not worth it, it's not worth it."
Man Bao simply said: "Father, if you promise me to sell half of the tobacco leaves, I will promise to lend you."