"Why so much money?" Zhang Huihong asked in disbelief.

Zhang Ze's heart skipped a beat when he was asked, and he forgot that the bucket could only hold a few fish, but they couldn't be sold for that much money.

His head turned rapidly, and in an instant he thought of a suitable reason: "This is not a good business, so I just got some fish from the river next to the county seat and continued to sell it, and ended up selling so much."

"That's it! Mom is saving this money for you and leaving it for you to get a wife!"

Zhang Huihong happily handed more than nine yuan to Zhang Ze and collected the remaining forty yuan.

When he heard about marrying a wife, he felt somewhat helpless.

Zhang Ze has naturally considered this issue. The marriage in his previous life made him not trustful in marriage, but after all, he is a person of this era. Even if he understands the thoughts of young people in later generations, he still feels that marriage is a big deal to continue the family line.

How could the new idea of ​​not getting married affect him, a person born during the founding of the People's Republic of China?

Therefore, he doesn't mind marrying a nice woman to warm his bed based on his memories of later generations.

Later, when he got older, he became powerless towards women.

But now I am back to my youth, and my body is restless!

You can't let your girlfriend have to go fishing and have to... add fishy fish to fishy fish?

Unfortunately, after thinking about it for a while, he didn't even think about which family's daughter-in-law was suitable for cutting off her beard, so he decided to postpone the matter of getting married.

Maybe when you can do business and become a millionaire, you will have a wider range of choices and you will be able to meet a good one.

"Mom, I am not in a hurry to get a wife. I will continue to sell fish and I will definitely have money. Now the main thing is to arrange for A Qian and the others to go to school. Learning Braille is better than not knowing a single big character now."

When they heard the reading, the three little ones all pricked up their ears.

But Zhang Qian looked a little hesitant: "Brother, I am so old, can I still read?"

Zhang Ze looked at this quiet sister and seemed to find the hidden hope in her eyes.

"What does studying have to do with age? If you study well, you can still go to college. I saw many girls your age in the county today who have started studying."

"Reading can gain knowledge and expand your horizons, even if you don't go to college."

Zhang Huihong heard this but said angrily: "Aqian is already eighteen and has reached the age of marriage. Aqing is also fifteen and will get married in a few years. How can I have time to read this book?"

"Since Awu is still young, it's okay to let him study. He will save himself rolling in the mud all day long."

"And it only costs a few yuan to study for a year. I don't know if you can really do that well if you sell fish. Our family may not be able to afford it."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Qian and Zhang Qing immediately lowered their heads, with disappointment on their faces. It looked like they really wanted to study.

Although Zhang Huihong is usually very kind to her two daughters, she is a rural person after all. She is not knowledgeable enough and does not realize that studying is the only way for most rural people to turn around.

Even Zhang Ze himself would not have realized the role of reading if he had not experienced the 21st century.

Originally he wanted to refute his mother, but then he thought that the wind of openness had begun to blow, and next year the household quota system would bring about earth-shaking changes in both rural and county towns.

At that time, it would be easier to persuade, so he changed his mind and said, "Well, I sell fish now, and sometimes I have to be literate to do anything in the county town."

"I'm going to buy some books and study on my own. A-Qian and A-Qing will study on their own with me first. We'll talk about the rest later."

"Tomorrow I will go to the scrapyard to pick out some books. I can buy some exercise books and pens for just a few bucks."

These words made Zhang's mother hesitate for a moment. Seeing her two daughters looking at her with expectant eyes, she couldn't help but smile and pinched their smooth cheeks: "Okay, you just follow your brother and teach yourself.

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"That's great, thank you, Mom!" The two girls happily hugged their mother.

Only Zhang Wu stood nearby and smiled inexplicably. After all, he was born in a special era. None of his friends around him went to school, so he didn't quite understand the meaning of reading.

"Okay, okay, you are such a girl and you are still so clingy. Mom will boil the suet for you." Zhang Huihong patted the backs of the two girls, then let go of them and started to handle the suet.

"Mom, let me help you light the fire." Zhang Qian took the initiative to help, and Zhang Qing followed behind.

Zhang Ze sat on a stool to rest. After eating, he had to take a nap in the afternoon to regain his energy and continue fishing in the evening.

Zhang Wu was so greedy for meat that he was standing by the stove, staring at the suet and swallowing his saliva.

"Look at how greedy you are, I'll let you taste it first when the oil residue is ready." Zhang Huihong was cutting suet. Seeing his appearance, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand and tapped his forehead to tease him, leaving a mimeograph.

"Thank you, Mom!" Zhang Wu giggled.

Cut the suet into small pieces, boil it to remove the fishy smell, and then put it into a pot to refine the oil.

After making money, the family was full of greedy people, and Zhang Huihong was very efficient at work.

After a while, the oil pan kept making "sizzling" sounds, and more and more suet was fried until golden brown and floating on the top of the oil.

The aroma also filled the air, refreshing, and the rich aroma of pork soon spread out of the house.

Even if the doors and windows are closed, the smell cannot be stopped, and much of it wafts down the chimney.

"It's not just a Chinese New Year holiday, who makes lard?"

Some neighbors curiously walked out of the house to search for the source of the smell, and were surprised to find that it was coming from Zhang Ze's house.

"How can their family have money to buy pork? It's so difficult for them."

"Today I saw Zhang Ze coming back carrying a lot of things. Did he go to town to buy them?"

"How can their family have the money to buy it? And pork requires tickets, where do they get the tickets?"

While a group of people were discussing, the door of the Zhang family suddenly opened, and Zhang Huihong came out with a small bowl filled with freshly fried oil residue.

"Hey, Alan, A Cui, you are all here. I just wanted to go to your house!"

"Come on, come on, share these oil residues. Aze caught a fish yesterday. His uncle likes to eat fish, so I asked him to send it over."

"I didn't expect that his uncle felt sorry for the children. Knowing that they hadn't eaten meat for a long time, he asked Aze to bring some meat back."

"You usually take good care of me. This year I got some oil residue. Please take it to the children to taste."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. It turned out that Zhang Ze's uncle gave him the meat, so it's not surprising.

They all know the situation of the Zhang family, and their two maternal uncles are really good to their family.

All the neighbors pretended to be evasive, but in fact they were all greedy for this small bowl of oil residue. After all, everyone was having a hard time and there was no oil or water in their stomachs.

In the end, each family shared a little bit, just to satisfy the children's cravings.

In fact, Zhang Huihong is quite reluctant to part with these oily residues. The neighbors do have a good relationship, but they usually don't give good things to their children. This is Zhang Ze's request.

He knows very well that life at home will get better and better in the future. In order not to arouse the jealousy of others, he secretly reported you, so he can only get something to build a good relationship and use it as hush money.

As for the uncle, he used to use his uncle as an excuse for selling fish before. It doesn't matter if he continues to use it. The worst thing is that he will change his uncle next time, but others will not know the specific situation of his two uncles.

As for the excuse being different from the one Zhang Ze used perfunctorily with others when he returned to the village, it doesn't matter. Anyway, just don't let anyone know that he earned money from selling fish.

"Brother, you bought the meat, you are the first to eat it!" On the dining table in the house, Zhang Wu fawned over a piece of braised pork and gave it to Zhang Ze, while he swallowed it greedily.

"Hey, Ah Wu is so sensible today!" Zhang Ze teased, then picked up the meat.

Seeing his brother's eyes staring at the meat he picked up, his bad taste suddenly arose.

Even though his mental age is dozens of years old, a man is a teenager until he dies, and he is an old child when he gets old.

Not to mention that his body was young after his rebirth, which also made his mentality much younger.

"For the sake of my brother being so good and sensible, I will give you the first piece of meat today."

"real?"

Zhang Wu's eyes lit up, and when he saw his elder brother bringing the meat directly to his mouth, he couldn't control it anymore, so he opened his mouth and bit into it, but all his bites were empty.

Then he watched the meat being eaten by his own brother.

"Pfft~" Zhang Qian and Zhang Qing laughed out loud when they saw their younger brother looking like they had lost their soul.

At this time, Zhang Huihong also finished dividing the oil residue and walked into the house to see her two daughters smiling so happily. She couldn't help but ask: "What are you laughing at?"

Before the two girls could answer, Zhang Wu complained with a sad face: "Mom, brother, he is teasing me..."
Chapter completed!