Seventy Legally Blonde

Chapter 20 I'll Give You a Dime
Old Zheng's daughter-in-law blinked, sat up abruptly, and met a pair of big, watery eyes.

"Aunt Zheng," Zhou Niannian squatted down with a sincere face, looked at her and said crisply: "Don't cry, I know you feel uncomfortable, old Uncle Zheng did cook me meat and vegetables yesterday, I didn't mean to renege on my debt , It’s just that I thought you guys did it for me because you saw that I just came and felt sorry for me, so I didn’t react when you stopped me for money just now.”

She said and put a dime in the hands of Lao Zheng's wife: "Well, you take this dime, it's considered paying for yesterday's meal, okay?"

At this time, although ten cents can buy a lot of things, but thinking that the meals her man cooks are eggs and fried meat, Old Zheng’s wife is a little dissatisfied: "Hmph, how can you pay for this ten cents, you sent beggars? But you are smart if you are willing to pay, I heard that your money was stolen, for your pity's sake, I can let you owe it first."

After finishing speaking, he stood up with a smile on his face, and reached out to take the dime from Zhou Niannian's hand. Although a dime is not much, no matter how small a fly is, it is still meat, isn't it?
Before Old Zheng's daughter-in-law had time to put the money away, a gust of wind blew over and snatched the money away, and then a crisp applause hit her in the face.

"Bastard girl, you dare to ask for any money, why... why do you take money from Comrade Xiao Zhou? We just help out with the cooking." Old Zheng stared at him with a dark face and gritted his teeth. My daughter-in-law can't wait to step forward.

Lao Zheng's daughter-in-law was blindsided by Lao Zheng's slap, and subconsciously wanted to howl at the top of her throat, but when she met her man's horrifying eyes, she shrunk her neck and murmured, covering her face and laughing: "Everyone volunteered The money is gone, don’t want it for nothing.”

Good-for-nothing old ladies, Lao Zheng glared at her angrily. It was precisely because she offered to give them that she couldn't take them. If she asked for them, wouldn't it mean that he was using the production team's stuff for personal gain?
He turned around and handed the money to Zhou Niannian, and said with a half smile: "Comrade Xiao Zhou is too polite, we are all in the same production team, and helping each other is what we should."

Zhou Niannian blinked her eyes, and said with aggrieved face: "Does Uncle Zheng think the money is too little? But I only have so much on me now, and I really don't have any eggs from yesterday, meat from noon and night." I didn’t eat it, I gave it to Sister Wen Jing.”

As she spoke, she glanced at Li Wenjing apologetically, as if she was a little embarrassed.

The surrounding discussion became louder, "What? Let Li Wenjing eat it all?"

"Just now Li Wenjing said that Comrade Xiao Zhou gave me a meat ticket to help buy meat. How can there be any reason not to eat meat bought with his own money?"

"I think Li Wenjing is clearly lying."

Li Wenjing stood up to the surrounding discussions, her whole chest trembled wildly, her anger made her lose her mind, and she shouted without thinking: "You are talking nonsense, you obviously ate an egg."

As soon as the words fell, she realized what she had said, and she subconsciously paused. Seeing Zhou Niannian's mocking eyes, she became even more angry, "It's you who said you don't like fat, and I and I Eat for you, I am helping you."

Zhou Niannian twisted the corner of her clothes aggrieved, "When did I say I don't like fatty meat anymore? Uncles and uncles, my family has undergone tremendous changes. I...I haven't eaten meat for many days."

She spoke so pitifully, with both grievances and strength in her big watery eyes, which made everyone around her very reluctant to part with her.

"Yes, as long as there is meat to eat now, who doesn't like to eat it, how can it be fat meat?"

"The matter is too clear. It is Li Wenjing who coaxed people to pay for it and asked Lao Zheng to make a small fuss."

The surrounding discussions made Old Zheng and Li Wenjing turn pale.

Meng Laosan stood up and said: "If it is a small stove, you can find out when you check it. Captain, there are plenty of meat and eggs in the team. Old Zheng, do you dare to ask us to check the number?"

Old Zheng's entire back was wet. He was the one who had the final say in the cafeteria on weekdays. Meat and eggs were often slid to his house secretly.

Except for Xing Dehai, the old-fashioned and upright Captain Meng, he sometimes secretly made troubles for the other captains, so the captains turned a blind eye to him, and no one dared to check on him. account.

At the beginning, he was very cautious, but after a long time, he thought he had won over several captains, so he didn't care much about the canteen's account.

If you want to check the accounts right now, you will be exposed once you check.

"Meng Laosan, you are not a brigade cadre, how can you speak here? Don't think I don't know what your plan is." He gave Meng Laosan a vicious look.

Meng Laosan chuckled: "You are not afraid of the slanting shadow. If you have no ghosts in your heart, you should let us check the accounts."

As soon as the words fell, many people nodded in agreement.

"There has never been a precedent for our production team to check accounts." Old Zheng hesitated and gritted his teeth: "If you want to check accounts, you can't just check our big cafeteria, you should check all production teams."

He didn't believe that the three production team captains dared to let the accounts be audited. As soon as he said it, two of the three production team captains changed their expressions, especially Zhao Dayong, the flesh at the corner of his mouth trembled.

"This is talking about the cafeteria, why are the various production teams involved?" Zhao Dayong rubbed his hands and smiled dryly, "Old Zheng is careful in his work on weekdays, but he just saw that Comrade Xiao Zhou just came and cooked two extra meals for him, why? Are you still making a fuss? Let me tell you, Comrade Xiao Zhou, it’s because you’re ignorant.”

Zhou Niannian looked back blankly: "Why am I so ignorant? Old Uncle Zheng helped me, and I gave him money as a thank you. Are you ignorant?"

Zhao Dayong was at a loss for words, and secretly gave Zhou Niannian a bitter look.

"Okay, then check all the accounts." Meng Sanqiu, who was silent for a long time, made a decision, "Recently, there are new instructions from above that all corruption and corruption are the greatest enemy of the people, and the policy requirements of the above are also to check the accounts. Let's Meng Jiang's production team start early."

As he said, he stood up, looked around, and said calmly and forcefully: "I will put the ugly words up front. This audit will be in charge of me, Party Secretary Xing, and Accountant Wang. Once any tricky things are found, immediately Removal from all positions."

As soon as the voice fell, the entire cafeteria was quiet, followed by low-pitched discussions. Of course, there were some people sitting there with disheveled faces amidst the discussions.

Lao Zheng's calves were trembling all over. He gave Zhou Niannian a hard look, pulled his wife up again, and walked out first: "Why are you still dying here? Go home."

He has to go home quickly and return the eggs and meat at home, so that the deficit can be reduced, and he can keep his job in the cafeteria.

"Stop," Meng Sanqiu's majestic voice sounded behind him, "Since we need to check the accounts, we happen to be in the cafeteria right now, so let's check in the cafeteria first."

Old Zheng staggered and fell to the ground with a thud.

(End of this chapter)