My village can't be like this

Chapter 83 Attitude
The night in summer is no better than the day, as long as there is no rain in the sky, the night with the mountain breeze is much more comfortable than the day.

After the family shared a small pot of Liangpi in the evening, they no longer needed to make dinner.

Although Zhang An ate most of the bowl of cool skin by himself, Wang Fang knew her son was strong now, so he ate a lot, and he didn't worry about his stomach being overstretched.

After eating enough at night, Zhang Jianguo, Zhang An and his son moved a recliner chair from home, and just lay down in the yard, so chic and comfortable.

Zhang An would never have dared to think about such a day in his previous life.

The father and son were discussing things after the house was built, when Zhou Shuanglin came to the house.

"Shuanglin is here, come and sit down."

"Old uncle, don't be so busy. I'm here to ask Zhang An to eat. I'm lucky to have him today, otherwise I'll really be numb."

After Zhou Shuanglin came back from the hospital today, he had to go to the field to pick up his own tools.

When I was in a hurry to come back during the day, the hoes and sickles were thrown on the ground, and I didn't have time to bring them back.

Now Mrs. Zhou's sister-in-law is bedridden, and all the work at home has to be left to him alone.

Fortunately, their two children, Zhou Song and Zhou Yanhong, are quite sensible. They help the family cut pig vegetables during the day, and help feed some chickens raised at home when they come back.

Usually I also help with laundry and work, but the coal stove at home is too high, making it difficult for them to cook
The pig food pot at home is a very heavy big pot, but they can't help cook the pig food.

Because they couldn't lift the pot and couldn't reach the coal stove, sister-in-law Zhou was usually afraid that they would burn herself when they lifted the pot, so she didn't let them cook pig food.

But this is considered a very sensible child in the village.

Fortunately, it is the slack season and there is not so much work to do.

If it is autumn harvest time, the family will be too busy to lie down alone.

Even if people from the village are invited to help, someone has to cook for others.

Zhou Shuanglin is also a guy who is not very good at cooking, his cooking talent is not much higher than that of Zhang An's father.

Now that sister-in-law Zhou was lying in bed, he was completely helpless.

I had no choice but to call Zhou Yang's grandma over to help cook, otherwise the family would have to wait to eat.

If he is alone, he can cook noodles to deal with it.

But the whole family is at home, so we can't cook noodles.

Besides, one or two meals of this noodle is enough, and people will get tired of it if they cook it a few times.

And tonight, because of emotion and reason, they have to prepare a meal and invite Zhang An over for a meal.

In the evening, after Mrs. Zhou prepared dinner, Zhou Shuanglin came to call Zhang An for dinner.

"Brother Shuanglin, our family has finished eating, you are welcome, I will go next time."

Zhang An just finished eating half a bowl of Liangpi, and sat lazily in the chair, not wanting to move at all.

"You can go over to have a bite of food after you eat it. It means to eat more and eat less."

Zhou Shuanglin invited the old lady over to cook, and it was only after six o'clock when the dinner was ready, which was the normal time for everyone in the village to eat.

But he didn't expect Zhang An's family to eat so early.

"Brother Shuanglin, go back and eat. I just finished eating half a bowl of noodles. I won't be able to eat anything else. We are all a family. Don't be so polite. I can't eat it this time. I will eat it next time." Well."

While talking, Zhang An puffed up his stomach and showed Zhou Shuanglin a look.

"I saw a noodle seller in the county today. I bought some after I hadn't eaten for a long time, and then I ate half a bowl without paying attention. You see, I don't want to move now. When did I come to your house for dinner? .”

Zhou Shuanglin saw that Zhang An was really not polite, so he didn't continue to invite.

"Okay then, next time I'll let the family cook for breakfast."

Then he took out 100 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Zhang An.

"Zhang An, you take this money. I know that gasoline is quite expensive now, and we are not close to the county town, so I can't let you pay for the gas for nothing, and the money you buy for meals during the day."

"Brother Shuanglin, what are you doing? What kind of money do I charge for sending you there? It's because my family is not happy to do this."

Seeing Zhou Shuanglin offer him money, Zhang An refused without thinking.

He didn't drive his car very much. Every time he went to the county, he filled up the gas and came back. He didn't pay attention to how much gas he burned while driving.

"Shuanglin, don't let yourself fall down. It won't burn much oil. There's no need for family matters."

Now there is no example of people in the village taking money to do things when they help each other.

"Old uncle, this is not a small matter. Listen to me, Zhang An's car is relatively large and consumes gas. It takes a lot of gas to go back and forth from the county town for five or six hundred miles. If I find it alone Forget it, if everyone comes to look for it in the future, can Zhang An wipe his face and say he won't help."

Zhou Shuanglin took a few puffs of the cigarette in his mouth before continuing.

"It costs about a hundred yuan to go back and forth. No matter how good the family conditions are, I can't pay back like this. I did this not to be polite, but to help Zhang An in front of other people. Uncle, do you believe that today's money is worthless?" If An doesn't accept it, other people will come to Zhang An to help deliver this and that."

Hearing Zhou Shuanglin's words, both Zhang An and his son fell silent.

What Zhou Shuanglin said was the truth. Many people actually wanted to talk to Zhang An before, but they had never been embarrassed to say so, and they were all waiting for the first person to come forward.

Today Zhou Shuanglin's family spoke up, and everyone was watching. When he came back in the evening, many people asked him if he would ask Zhang An to help him send someone away.

People in the village only know that it is convenient for others to have a car, but they don't know that the current car burns a lot of oil.

The ones that are closer are fine, but the fuel costs for long distances are a lot of money.

Especially to go to the county, a one-way journey is as far as going up the mountain and downhill.

The round trip is hundreds of kilometers away, and Zhang An's car is so big that it needs to burn a lot of oil.

This is what he was told when he was talking to the people next to him when he was in the hospital today.

Otherwise, he wouldn't know that driving consumes so much gas.

"Uncle, Zhang An, I don't need to give you this money, but when others come to ask you for help, when everyone sees that you have not collected the money, some people will not give it if they are thick-skinned. Do you keep giving money? Zhang An Good intentions, I will help anyone with anything, but I can’t just say that if someone helps, I have to pay back, it’s unreasonable, so what I give is not money, but an attitude, an attitude that everyone knows, so don’t push it. gone."

After finishing talking, put the money in Zhang An's hands and ask him to put it away quickly.

Zhang Jianguo didn't want to come here just now, but now he understands what Zhou Shuanglin said.

Although everyone is from the same village, not all of them are close relatives, and not all of them know it well.

There are also some people who often want to take advantage of others. Although there are not many such people, it is not impossible.

"Take it, what you Shuanglin brother said makes sense."

Seeing that his father had spoken, Zhang An could only accept it.

"Then I'll accept it, what happened, hey..."

"Zhang An, don't think about it. Just driving us there is already a great help. Today, the doctor said that if we were late for more than half an hour, your sister-in-law's foot would probably be lame. Okay. I won’t say more, I’m going back to eat.”

After Zhang An had eaten, he stopped being pretentious. After watching Zhang An accept the gas money, he offered to leave.

(End of this chapter)