The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 106, Calculating

night.

   When the relatives finished leaving one after another, Ruan Xiuqin took an abacus and poked through the account book, and the result of the gift account came out.

   Then she was sullen and silly.

   At this time, Zhang Xuan had just finished writing the 3500-word manuscript of "Wind Sound".

   Upon seeing this, he asked curiously, "Mom, did you lose a lot?"

"Hey…"

   Ruan Xiuqin sighed in a low voice: "Man cubs, this time we lost Ma, we lost a lot."

   Zhang Xuan put down his pen and asked, "How much did you lose?"

Ruan Xiuqin spread out the detailed bill and said, "It's a loss of 1,195 yuan, 30 cents and 7 cents. The production team pays 2 yuan and 2 yuan for each family gift. With the cost of our 18 bowls today, we don't count the tobacco, alcohol, towel, peanut glutinous rice cake, and this amount of money is even one. There's not enough money for a meal. They're making a lot of money."

   Zhang Xuan laughed and comforted: "It's okay, Mom.

   Including the second sister, you will only have two chances to marry a daughter in your old life. Look at this morning, who doesn't praise our old Zhang's house for its openness?

  Who doesn't praise our mother for being generous?

   We have been poor for decades in the past, and the neighbors around us have also helped us, so this time we should invite them to fight their teeth.

   And after this mess, the face we lost in the past has been recovered today, which is not a loss. "

   Ruan Xiuqin nodded slightly, thinking the same way, but still couldn't help sighing: "My mother also understands this. But I didn't expect to lose so much, it's a bit too much."

  Yes, the financial fan Comrade Ruan Xiuqin hasn't seen it yet, Zhang Xuan had to comfort him in another way:

   "Mom, it's not like you don't know. 1195 yuan is a lot of money in the eyes of the villagers, but to your precious son, what is this?

   Not to mention that I can earn 80,000 to 90,000 yuan after writing this "Wind Voice", I will just write a manuscript for "Zhiyin" and Youth Digest and earn more than one copy.

  I see, you should relax your mind, this amount of money will not matter to the old Zhang family from now on. "

   These words were very useful, Ruan Xiuqin laughed when she heard it.

   She is not really reluctant to spend so much money, but she has been used to it for decades, and now it is a bit hard to relax.

  …

  The wedding of the eldest sister was over, and Ruan Dezhi, who was dragged to drink for two days and played cards for two days, finally had some free time.

  After lunch, Ruan Dezhi, accompanied by his sister, took a good tour of the villa construction site under construction.

  Standing at the gate, the two siblings pointed at the distant Yamaguchi Au and discussed Feng Shui.

   Then Ruan Xiuqin said to him: "After the villa is built, I will reserve a room for you, come back to see more when you have time.

  Hey, in the past I always felt that life was hard and time was tough, but when I look back, before I know it, we are almost half a century old! "

   These words have exhausted all the hard work over the years, and I am very anxious!

Ruan Dezhi felt sad when he heard it, and after a long silence, he answered, "Okay, I'll be back when I'm free. But elder sister, you have to be careful. You can be considered bitter and sweet now. Pingzi is married and has a family. , and will be the master of the house in the future.

   Needless to say Zhang Xuan, he is a filial piety and can be depended on for the rest of his life.

   And he is excellent in every way, better than we thought. His new book, I read it and thought it was good.

   They have grown up and have their own ideas, so you don't have to worry about it. From now on, all you need to do is eat and drink well, wear well, and live a comfortable life. "

   These words are heartfelt and sincere, and Ruan Xiuqin's heart warms when she hears it.

   But there are mothers in the world who don't worry about it. As long as you live for one day, your heart will follow your children for one day.

   What's more, there is a second sister Zhang Lan who is worried, and now she doesn't know where she went?

   I can’t get in touch with them either, I don’t know if I’m eating outside, if I’m wearing clothes, if I’m being bullied…

   Every time she thinks of these two daughters, Ruan Xiuqin feels like she was cut by a knife.

  …

  Returning from the construction site, Ruan Dezhi, who was sweating profusely, first drank half a scoop of well water, then washed his face with well water, wiped his body to remove the heat, and then went into the shed to cool off.

   At this moment, Zhang Xuan is at his desk writing the last volume of "The Wind".

   After two months of all-night struggle, this book is coming to an end.

   It's all tears.

   Nowadays, the manuscripts of "Wind Sound" are crowded into three drawers. If the number of words in this book is longer, the old Zhang family will have nothing to store.

   The writing is over 5,100 words again. Zhang Xuan also stopped writing at the right time and climbed the grid to write for a few hours. Not only did his wrists hurt a little, but his neck also felt a little stiff and uncomfortable.

   Twisted his neck from side to side, looking like he had to rest.

   He screwed on the cap of the pen, opened his mouth and blew the wet handwriting, and gave the manuscript to his uncle who was waiting anxiously.

   As soon as Ruan Dezhi took over the manuscript, he couldn't wait to read it. After a long while, he raised his head and asked:

   "Is the old ghost Gu Xiaomeng? Or Li Ningyu?"

   Guess quite right!

   Locked on the target so quickly?

   Zhang Xuan grinned, not intending to answer this rotten question.

   got up and stretched, shook his body and asked, "Uncle, what are you going to do? Let's have a good drink before we leave."

   As always, unable to get an answer, Ruan Dezhi put down the manuscript unwillingly, exhaled and said:

   "Leave a drink aside, I have something serious to tell you."

   Hearing the business, Zhang Xuan's spirit was shocked, his lazy attitude was taken away, and he leaned his head and asked, "Are there clothes?"

"Have."

   Ruan Dezhi nodded and explained: "In the middle of the year, the customs will conduct a unified check and check on the backlog of inventory. This time there will be confiscated materials such as clothing waiting to be processed, so you can prepare early."

   Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up, "A lot?"

   Ruan Dezhi replied: "There should be quite a few."

   "Sure, I will eat as much as you have in your hand." Zhang Xuan said excitedly.

   Ruan Dezhi just smiled and said to him, "Aren't you about to start school soon? You can come with me earlier this time to get familiar with the environment there earlier.

   And you still have to write. It is always inconvenient to live in a dormitory. There must be a quiet place outside for you to write. "

   Wen Xian knew Yayi, and the old man understood the words of this uncle at once. It seems that there should be a lot of confiscated materials this time, and maybe the customs has already started to check and verify.

   Time is running out!

   "Okay, I'll listen to you, uncle, then I'll go and prepare it now." Zhang Xuan responded and left the shed happily.

   First, go to the store opposite the door and hang up Mrs. Hui.

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   (end of this chapter)