Chapter 682

Thirty-five cents?

Li Luojie exclaimed in his heart, this money is nothing to him, but it's not that he doesn't understand the prices here, three to five cents is enough for one person to save food for a week.

How did Li Luojie know now that in the days to come, Niuluo Village's concept of money and spending would surprise him.

Of course, this is a story.

Chen Daliu seemed to know what Li Luojie was muttering in his heart, and then said: "You have to talk to your neighbors, people in our village are very busy, and they may not be willing to help you, but it's not that they reject you, they have their own They do not necessarily have the time to cook at home."

The implication is that the folks are not happy about your thirty-five cents.

Li Luojie: "..." Then why are you still saying this!
"The village head, didn't you say there is a food factory, and is there a canteen?"

Hearing this, Chen Daliu's originally relaxed expression immediately raised his guard: "Do you want to go to the cafeteria to buy food?"

Before Li Luojie could nod his head, Chen Daliu said seriously: "That's not allowed. Except for the employees of the food factory, outsiders are not allowed to enter. Even I have to apply for registration when I go there, and I have to go home for dinner."

Although there are no bad seeds in Niuluo village, but Li Duoji has been outside for decades. One side supports the other side. Who knows what Jiapoxin is like, and what if they have any thoughts in their hearts.

It's not that Chen Daliu thinks highly of the two products of the food factory in the village, anyway, it's always better to be cautious.

I don't see how much Chen Weiguo has done for the village. When the new house is built in the village, is he the only one?

The man Chen Weiguo is also very measured. Every time he comes back, he will always bring something to his aunt, and he will not go to the food factory. He will do his best for the village.

Otherwise, my aunt wouldn't use him, would she?

Upon hearing this, Li Duji smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, if it doesn't work, we can do it ourselves."

Chen Daliu looked slightly calm, and nodded: "It's fine, if you can cook it yourself, it would be great. Oh, by the way, if you are lazy, you can also buy some cooked food at the market stalls, they are sold here Yes, every day."

Roger Li: "...OK."

So, the village chief said that the villagers have their own livelihoods, that is, doing business in the market?
If Chen Daliu knew what Li Luojie was muttering in his heart, he would definitely nod his head, otherwise, those who work in the factory, those who set up stalls in the market, those who sell goods in supermarkets, non-staple food stores, grocery stores, everyone who goes to work, Field work also needs manpower.

Let’s not talk about how much you earn from the work in the field. People who go to work don’t have time to cook for you. People who set up stalls can earn a lot a day. Who wants to go home and cook for you two or three days to earn money? That thirty-five cents.

While talking, Chen Daliu led his grandfather and grandson to the empty house in the village. The door was not locked, but a seal was simply pasted on the door with the date written on it, and a conspicuous plum blossom paw prints.

After Li Luojie saw it, he couldn't help wondering why such a strange seal pattern was used.

It's also fortunate that Xiao Hei didn't know, otherwise he would have frowned and stared at Li Luojie. Why, do you have any objections to Master Xiao Hei's paw pattern?

When Chen Daliu removed the seal and led Li Dustpan in to look at the house, Li Luojie took out [-] cents and handed it to the villagers who helped push the cart.

Chen Damu: "No, no, the village chief said that your grandparents are also from our Niuluo village. Since you are from the same village, I just drop by to help push some things, and there is no need to pay."

As he said that, Chen Damu enthusiastically helped to move the things off the cart.

Li Luojie always felt that if he didn't need money, he might find other better things, but during the whole process, Chen Damu finished moving things, said hello, and left.

Li Luojie was stunned: "..." Really don't want money?

The poor Chen Daliu didn't know, otherwise he would have pointed at Li Luojie and scolded him, who would look down on him?Is it true that when we country people are poor and crazy, we only focus on money?
Although you have no rules, you have left our Niuluo Village anyway, and this time you came back to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors. Naturally, you are considered to be from Niuluo Village. Who would want your twenty cents.

Chen Daliu briefly introduced how to use the house, especially the bathroom, and then talked to Li Duji, telling the grandpa and grandson where he lived, and then left.

Li Duji always felt that he had forgotten something on the road, but he never remembered it. When he saw Chen Daliu walking about ten meters away and saw the things in his hand, Li Duji remembered and slapped his head: "It's over!"

"What?" Li Luojie became anxious when he heard this.

"Grandpa, what's the matter? Is there something missing?"

Li Duji frowned immediately: "Roger, what nonsense are you talking about!" Fortunately, no one else heard this, otherwise, he would definitely feel that he came back to find trouble.

Li Luojie: "No, grandpa, that's not what I mean. I'm afraid that there are too many things and I accidentally dropped them on the way."

"Other things are fine, but if our documents are lost, it will be troublesome."

Li Duoji doesn't know what his grandson is like, and his distrustful grandson was newly raised in Singapore, but Li Duoji can't be blamed too much. His Li family can stand up a signboard in Singapore's Xinhua business district and occupy a corner , but also paid a small price.

"The folks in the village, even if we really lost something, the folks will send it back if they find it." Li Duji said, and then said: "Besides, I didn't say that I lost something, I mean, we just forgot. I'm going to buy something for my aunt."

Just listening to the village chief talking about my aunt, I forgot to prepare a gift for my aunt. It really shouldn't be.

"The market must be closed now." Li Duji looked worried.

Li Luojie: "It's okay, Grandpa. I'll go to the market early tomorrow morning and pick some up."

"Grandpa, we just arrived today. The house we live in tonight hasn't been tidied up yet. There's a lot of wind and dust all the way. It's not good to just go to see my aunt in such a bad way. It's appropriate to go to see my aunt the next day after we tidy up."

When Li Duji heard that, it was the same, he nodded, and did not forget to tell: "Then you have to remember, buy a few more, the village chief has been busy with us for a long time today, and give him some gifts tomorrow."

"Okay, grandpa, I'm going to do something, don't worry about it!"

While telling his grandson, Li Duji murmured worriedly: "I don't know what my aunt likes. Buy more food. You can't go wrong with food..."

Li Luojie didn't know why the powerful grandpa became like an ordinary old man when he arrived in China and Niuluo Village, not as clean and tidy as he was in Singapore's Xinshanghai.

How did he know that this is the timidity of the old people who are close to home.

(End of this chapter)

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