Fengcheng old events

Chapter 157 Pressure
After coming back for three days, the third child can be regarded as recognizing his mother back, and stopped making trouble.The credit of the third and fifth of the Sun family is indispensable here.

Liu Guixin also took a break, and Zhang Qingzhi returned to the factory to report to work again.

The big group really didn't dare to let Liu Guixin go back to work, and gave him more than 300 yuan.

I paid dozens of dollars to Sister Huang, which is considered to have settled the account for more than a year.

Foster children pay five yuan a month, plus money for snacks and powdered milk.The main reason is that milk powder is expensive, a pack of three yuan is more than four yuan, and a few packs are needed in a month.

However, the main reason for the compromise of the third child is breastfeeding.

Liu Guixin has been thinking about feeding the baby and has been milking, so the milk has not stopped.

Milk is very nutritious, Zhang Qingzhi said it several times and Liu Guixin didn't listen to it, but now he finally uses it.

After resting at home for more than half a month, Liu Guixin went to work on the street. It wasn't that she couldn't be free, but that she saw the doctor's order.

The doctor wrote a lot of precautions to her, set a time limit for reexamination, and estimated her physical condition, three to five years.

Liu Guixin didn't tell Zhang Qingzhi that she secretly dug it out to read it, but said that she couldn't stay still and wanted to go to work, and there were so many people talking about it.

She told herself in her heart that while she was alive, she would work more and earn more money, and when she died, Zhang Qingyi would have a hard time with three children alone.

Neither of them was in a hurry to pick up the boss and the second, and they didn't have the conditions, so they didn't worry about putting it with Zhang Jingyi.

As the weather got hotter, construction of the dormitory of the concentrator was started, and the chosen location was right in front of Zhang Qing's house.

Coming from the road by the river, more than half of the vegetable field was taken up, and there were only more than ten meters left of the vegetable field except the aisle.

Liu Guixin felt a little uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do. The land belonged to the factory, and it was impossible for others to occupy it if they wanted to use it, and it was useless for you to occupy it.

Now everything belongs to the state, but there is no compensation. Besides, who do you ask for agricultural compensation for industrial households?
Fortunately, the factory still sent people to repair the remaining space, and moved all the walls and pigpens.

Turning their anger into strength, the two rushed to plant the remaining land, and begged the elder brother of the Sun family to help catch Piggy. Although it was a bit late, it was still an income.

The couple began to work sullenly.Making money was their only belief at this time.

Within the framework allowed by the state, all places that can be thought of will be spared, such as farming, raising pigs, raising chickens, making clothes, and knitting sweaters.

Liu Guixin learned to cut hair again, and the four of his fathers could save some money, and they could also cut the hair of other children's children to earn some subsidies.

In this era when you can buy a few pieces of candy for a penny, earning an extra fifty cents is something to be happy about.

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A crisis seems to have receded from the sky above this family, and a peaceful life has been restored.

The child grows up every day, laughing and crying because of something in his little world carefree, bringing constant joy to the family.

However, as life gradually calmed down and returned to normal, pressure also followed: debts, and Liu Guixin's unknown life span.

It was like a huge stone hammer pressing on the hearts of the couple.

Zhang Qingzhi went to and from get off work every day, and Liu Guixin took care of the house, took care of the children, and went to work in the street every day.

Growing vegetables, raising pigs, raising chickens, making clothes and haircuts, Liu Guixin is like a winding top.She wants to earn money and save a little for her family after her death.

Every day after get off work, Zhang Qingzhi helps Liu Guixin to do what he can.

Other people's life is life, and their life is desperate, like being chased after by someone with a whip.

In order to do more work and earn more money, the third child was sent to foster care again.

Send it in the morning, pick it up in the evening, and bring your own lunch at noon, which costs three yuan a month.

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"Second aunt, Guixin and the others wrote again?"

Zhang Qingge smiled and welcomed Zhang Jingyi, who was leading the two children, into the room.

Eighteen years have passed, and the white-faced scholar in the castle has entered middle age, his skin has become dark, and he has a beard like Lu Xun. The vicissitudes of life have been carved on his face by the times.

"I have to trouble you to take a look again." Zhang Jingyi smiled humbly and handed over the letter in his hand.

"It's okay, we're all family. Sit down, sit down quickly. This is the eldest son of the Qing family? What do you call me?" Zhang Qingge took the letter and touched the eldest son's head.

"Big, uncle."

Sitting on the edge of the kang, Zhang Qingge opened the letter and looked at it: "Good news, Second Aunt, it is said that Gui Xin has been discharged from the hospital, healed, and has gone to work, so don't worry."

Zhang Jingyi showed a surprised expression: "Really? God has eyes, God has eyes. It's good. This is good." The old lady wiped her face, and the big stone in her heart disappeared immediately up.

"Well, really, this can still coax you? It also said in the letter that now both of them are going to work, the eldest and the second will be put here for a year, and then pick up when the other side is stable. Said, the eldest is old enough, Let him study with me for a year first.

It's a small thing, so come on.Dajun, is it called Dajun?From now on, you have to be obedient and study hard at Uncle's place, do you hear me?Let me tell you, your father and mother were all taught by me, and they will be cut as if they are disobedient. "

The boss glanced at Zhang Qingge with dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he didn't dare to speak.

The second child blinked and looked at his elder brother, then at Zhang Qingge: "I want to go to school too. Carry a schoolbag." There are children from several families in Nangou who go to school, and he often sees them carrying schoolbags back and forth to and from school.

Zhang Qingge reached out and touched the second child's head: "Are you going to school too? You can't, you are still young, you have to grow, eat more food, and grow faster."

The second child nodded.

Zhang Jingyi clutched his clothes pocket: "Well, Qing Ge, how much does it cost to go to school?"

Zhang Qingge waved his hand: "If you want money, you want money, my own children, and I guess I can't study for a few days here, so come on."

Zhang Jingyi said: "That's good, you have to pay for school, and you can't teach for nothing."

Zhang Qingge folded the letter and handed it back to Zhang Jingyi: "It's okay, I have the final say here, no one dares to find fault, so let the child come. If you are worried at noon, let him have a bite with me. Anyway, I don't mind almost fine."

The boss shook Zhang Jingyi's hand: "Grandma, are you done? Let's go when we're done?" Today, a car selling popsicles came to the bunker, and he wanted to eat popsicles. He was afraid they would drive away if it was too late.

Zhang Jingyi stretched out his hand and slapped the boss on the back: "Silence. If you don't obey, I will hit you. Well, Qing Ge, please help me write a reply letter. Everything here is fine. Don't worry about them. Let Jin Rong have a good life." .”

Zhang Qingge went to get the letter paper and pen, wrote a reply letter according to Zhang Jingyi's intention, and read it to Zhang Jingyi after writing.

(End of this chapter)