Chapter 102 What hard-earned money?

After returning home, Li Qiuhua started busy with lunch, and Lin Tianxia, ​​a fire-making expert, took the initiative to sit behind the stove.

When Shen Zhihuan came back from picking vegetables in the field, she began to sort out the pile of clothes.

Coats, down jackets, and thick coats were all hung on newly purchased hangers on ropes under the eaves for ventilation.

As for sweaters, shirts, and trousers, all those close-fitting items were washed with soap and left in the sun.

There were not enough ropes to dry clothes, so Shen Zhihuan also found some bamboo poles and built some simple clothes-drying poles.

While cooking, clothes were drying in every corner of the small courtyard except for one aisle in the middle.

"Shen Zhihuan, you wasteful thing! You haven't even worn these new clothes yet, so you throw them all into the water and cause trouble. Are you afraid that these clothes won't rot?"

Lin Tianxia came out with the braised pork and looked at the clothes flying in the wind all over the yard. Her heart ached with distress.

She wants to have so many new clothes, but she can't cherish them like a treasure. This wasteful thing is really not spent on her own money, I don't know how to feel distressed.

"I just saw that the clothes were a little wrinkled and watery." Shen Zhihuan rubbed his sore neck.

These days, there are not as many things to pay attention to as later generations.

She wanted to tell Lin Tianxia that the new clothes might contain excessive amounts of harmful substances, or that the new clothes might look new but were not clean, and might contain bacteria after being touched...

Lin Tianxia would definitely regard her as a madman.

"The clothes are wrinkled. You can hang them for two days before they can be flattened. If that doesn't work, you can just put some hot water in an enamel pot and iron them! It must be such a disaster." Lin Tianxia poked Shen Zhihuan's forehead angrily.

"If you are such a prodigal, how will your mother-in-law be able to tolerate you in the future?"

"So verbose! How will your mother-in-law be able to stand you in the future?" Shen Zhihuan laughed.

"Shen Zhihuan, I'm talking about you now." Lin Tianxia pouted and stamped her feet angrily.

"Lin Tianxia, ​​I'm talking about you too." Shen Zhihuan reached out and pinched Lin Tianxia's angry little face.

Lin Tianxia's appearance is similar to that of Lin Maojiang, with a fair and clean oval face, crescent-shaped eyebrows, a small and exquisite nose, and a cherry mouth. She is the kind of person who is not very stunning at first sight, but becomes more and more beautiful the more she looks at her.

"Hurry up, wash your hands and eat, and stop inking. It's time for the furniture delivery to come." Li Qiuhua came out with bone soup.

"Okay!" Lin Tianxia swallowed and rushed towards the well.

While the braised pork was still in the pot, the glutton in her stomach was aroused.

Shen Zhihuan smiled and followed slowly to the well.

A meal was enjoyed by both host and guest.

As soon as a few people put down their dishes, the furniture delivery guy knocked on the Shen family's courtyard door.

As soon as Li Qiuhua opened the courtyard door, a large group of villagers came in to watch the excitement.

Several men delivering furniture were so crowded that they had no room to stand.

"I built the country, this big wardrobe that your family bought was not cheap, was it?" Li Zhaodi stood next to the trolley pulling furniture, stroking the full-length mirror in the middle of the brown wardrobe with envy on her face.

"All the boxes at home are broken, and there is no place to put the clothes. I throw items here and there. There is really nothing I can do." Li Qiuhua smiled.

"Jianguo, your girl Zhihuan is really promising. She bought three sets of these wardrobes. Even Wang Baotian's daughter-in-law would not be willing to buy such a magnificent wardrobe." Someone in the crowd laughed.

"Such a magnificent wardrobe costs dozens of dollars per set! Oh my! Three sets cost one or two hundred."

"It only costs one or two hundred to marry a fat wife!"

"It's useless for you to be jealous! Who said you don't have a daughter who can build a country? If you can have a daughter as beautiful and loved as Zhihuan, there will be people rushing to give you tickets and gifts. Something." Fu Guihua curled her lips.

Can a girl make money by writing just a few words in a movie?

Coaxing ghosts!

There are so many people in the village who can write, but they can't make any money, so she is the only one who can make money? !

I really think she is stupid!

So where did the money come from?

Just based on the little vixen's face, there are probably many men out there trying to take advantage of her!

"Fu Guihua, you had your lunch in the latrine, right?!" Li Qiuhua's face darkened.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tense.

The delivery man hurriedly squeezed over, "Sister-in-law, which house will I move these wardrobes to?" "Follow me!" Li Qiuhua quickly led the way.

There was a full-length mirror in the middle of the wardrobe. The thing would break if hit. The few deliverymen did not dare to be careless. They stepped firmly step by step and moved in slowly.

"Why didn't you see the two men who delivered the things in the morning?" Someone in the crowd whispered.

"The tall one is more handsome than the boy from Su Changhe's family."

"He looks quite rich. Every time he comes to Shen's house, there are big and small cars, so he never gets around to them."

Listening to everyone's envious words, Fu Guihua spat, twisted the waist of the bucket and walked away.

What about Jun? So what if you have money?

As long as you don't get married for a day, you can regret it at any time.

There was a lot of noise and excitement outside.

Inside, the delivery man saw that Shen Zhihuan's family were all women and children, and there was no one who could help them. He helped them carry out the tattered cabinets in the house and make room for the wardrobe.

After going back and forth several times, three sets of wardrobes were put into the house.

Shen Zhihuan took out ten yuan from his pocket and handed it to one of the delivery people, "Brother, you have worked really hard today. You can use these ten yuan to buy a bottle of wine to relieve your fatigue."

The men delivering the goods were obviously startled.

A few of them have been delivering goods at the furniture market for eight to eight years, earning a salary of fifteen yuan a month.

All the work is hard work.

Hard work is hard work.

Can…

No one has ever given them any hard-earned money.

"How good is this..." the delivery person said a little embarrassedly.

Ten dollars!

It’s more than half of their monthly salary.

"Take it!" Shen Zhihuan smiled and stuffed the big ball into the delivery hand.

"Then let's...let's help you dismantle these rotten cabinets." The deliveryman said, calling for other deliverymen to start.

The little girl was so generous, and it was not right for them to help.

As soon as the leader opened his mouth, they started to take action.

"No need! We'll do it ourselves later." Li Qiuhua said quickly.

"We have a lot of strength, so this won't take much effort."

"Yes! It's a matter of three or two."

"Sister-in-law, please don't be polite to us." The delivery people said with a smile.

It was said that it was three or two times, but it was really three or two times.

After a while, the delivery man dismantled the rotten cabinets piece by piece and piled them into the pile of firewood.

Even the nails on the rotten wood were neatly cleaned up.

Seeing this made Li Qiuhua feel very sorry.

They came to deliver goods, but they ended up helping them clean up the two broken cabinets.

Before sending a few people off, Li Qiuhua went back to the house and gave the two kilograms of shortbread cookies Shen Zhihuan bought at the supply and marketing cooperative to the deliveryman to express his gratitude.

(End of chapter)

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