"You're so generous!" The mother glared at the father and scolded her son reluctantly, but that doesn't mean she was reluctant to scold her husband. "You have to eat meat to have a good meal? Can't you scramble a few eggs? An egg only costs five cents for eight people.
For dinner, eight eggs only cost 40 cents, which is half the cost of eating meat.”
"Mom, you are so awesome. You are so clear at calculating accounts! Sister, you are not as good at calculating accounts. A pound of meat costs one yuan and fifty cents on the black market. Eggs in Beijing are more expensive, but only cost a dime each. Eating eggs is really good.
Half." Zhang Junping quickly flattered his mother and passed the blame to his eldest sister.
"Boss, don't pass the responsibility to your eldest sister. I don't know yet? Your eldest sister is better at settling accounts than I am, but your eldest sister can't be your master. You have been more upright than other children since you were a child." The mother rolled her eyes at Zhang Junping.
, directly exposing his lies.
"Why don't you tell me that you know your son better than your mother? I'm so petty, how can I hide it from my mother's eyes?" Zhang Junping said with a smile, not caring about his lies being exposed at all.
Mother shook her head and said with a smile: "It's really different after you go to college. In the past, you couldn't beat a fart with three sticks, but now your mouth is like honey."
"Mom, isn't this bad?"
"Okay, before I was worried that you would suffer a loss in the future because you had a dull temper and didn't like to talk. But now it's better. With your mouth, you won't suffer a loss anywhere."
Zhang Junping subconsciously touched his nose, and he was really right.
The predecessor was not only dull and reticent, but also extremely strong-willed. In the end, he fulfilled himself.
"Don't worry, I will be filial to your parents, and I will take care of your younger siblings!" Zhang Junping said secretly in his heart.
"Mom, you also want to eat a piece of roast duck." Zhang Junping gave his mother another piece of duck meat.
"This roast duck is delicious when it is freshly roasted. The duck skin is crispy and crispy. It is rolled into lotus leaf pancakes, topped with green onions and cucumber strips, and smeared with sauce. When you bite into it, your mouth will be full of oil."
"Brother, I definitely taste good now. How delicious will it be when it's just baked?" the younger sister asked while swallowing her saliva.
"When the summer vacation comes, I will take you, Zanda, my mother, and you all to Beijing.
By then, you will know how delicious the freshly roasted duck is!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"If you go to Beijing, you will delay work and spend money. If you want to go to Beijing, study hard and go to university in the future. You can go wherever you want." My mother was reluctant to spend money and objected.
"Mom, isn't it just for spending money? If you don't want to spend my money, then why should I make money?"
"Save your money to marry a wife and support your children!"
"I have a girlfriend, and we will get married after graduation.
The country will reimburse you for your house, you will have a job, you will get a salary, and you will definitely have no problem eating.
As for raising children, why raise children?"
"If you don't raise children, what will you do when you get old? Who will raise you?" The mother didn't even think about it, and just said the truth that has been passed down for thousands of years.
Raise children to protect against old age.
"Mom, you also said that you have to raise a child to protect him from old age. You have to raise him. I want to honor you. You are willing to spend my money, so why are you still raising a child?" Zhang Junping asked with a smile.
"..."
"Mom, how much does it cost for you and me to go to Beijing? It's not as much as my furniture factory makes in a day.
Don’t you want to go to Beijing, go to Beijing, and see the Chairman’s portrait?”
"See what you can do..." Mother rolled her eyes at Zhang Junping and no longer objected.
Zhang Junping winked at his little sister.
"Mom, you eat the duck!" The younger sister happily picked up a piece of duck and put it into her mother's bowl.
One dinner, with Zhang Junping teasing and teasing him, was a pleasant one, and my mother no longer glared at my father or choked him with words.
Watching my brothers and sisters eating delicious roast duck, I had a happy smile on my face.
Zhang Junping was very satisfied in his heart. This is the warmth of home. What a man works hard for is to make his family live a better life.
I will work harder and strive to bring my parents, younger siblings, to Beijing next year.
When it comes to teaching quality, there is no comparison between my hometown and Beijing.
As for whether the parents are willing to go, Zhang Junping believes that for the sake of their children's future, they will definitely agree.
At night, Zhang Junping did not go to sleep with his two brothers, but slept in the west room.
Although the Westinghouse does not have a fire pit, the Westinghouse does have a firebox.
The firebox is a box-like thing made of earthen bricks. It functions the same as the heaters in the city. The effect is slightly worse than burning the stove directly, but the safety factor of the firebox is much higher.
In northern rural areas, fireboxes are also essential heating tools.
Generally, the stove is placed in the next room, and then connected to the firebox through the flue. After the smoke passes through the firebox, the heat carried by the smoke will be dissipated through the firebox into the room.
The effect is no worse than that of a heater.
Lying on the bed, leaning on the quilt, looking at the roof, dazed.
The thick quilt had been dried by my mother during the day and had a strong smell of the sun.
After the quilt is dried, it will emit a very good smell. Zhang Junping calls it the smell of the sun.
Speaking of which, I would also like to thank Dong Fengshan. If he hadn't made such a fuss, Zhang Junping wouldn't have known how to integrate into this family.
Originally, they had just met, and Zhang Junping was still a little uncomfortable, feeling slightly awkward facing his parents.
However, this awkwardness disappeared in an instant when Dong Fengshan came up with a crooked idea and wanted to attack Zhang Junping, and his mother rushed forward and fought with Dong Fengshan regardless of her own safety.
This is great maternal love. When their children are bullied, they, who are originally weak, can transform into warriors, shrews, or supermen, all just to protect their children.
As for the idea of setting up a furniture factory in a village during the day, Zhang Junping is not optimistic about it.
Maybe it will be prosperous for a year or two, but it will definitely not last long.
If the Zhang family had run the furniture factory themselves, or the Dong family had run the furniture factory themselves, it would have been possible to survive for a few more years.
However, how can a village-run furniture factory last long if there is internal discord?
Once the furniture factory achieves profitability, Zhang and Dong will inevitably have many disputes over their interests.
Today I take care of your family, and tomorrow I have to take care of my family too.
You are responsible for the input, and I will be responsible for the sales.
Today you deal with our Dong family, and tomorrow I will find fault with your Zhang family.
How many prosperous state-owned factories have died due to this kind of internal strife.
Although dictatorship can easily breed corruption, it is also a necessary condition for the development and growth of an enterprise.
At present, the problem facing Jiahe Village is that neither the Zhang nor Dong families can overpower the other, and the Yang family is also profiting from it.
Don't think that if the Yang family is the eldest sister's in-laws, they will turn to the Zhang family. That's not the case. There are also girls from the Dong family who marry the Yang family.
The Yang family has survived for hundreds of years in the cracks between the Zhang and Dong families. It is impossible without some means.
The competition in the family's living space does not distinguish between good and evil, only the weak and the strong.
Just as I was thinking about it, my father walked in holding a quilt.