Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

Chapter 52

"Who are you listening to?" Su Changhe rolled his eyes at Wang Chunmei, who was bouncing around on crutches.

That sick man graduated from junior high school, it would be nice if he could read articles fluently, and he still writes articles?
Listen to those people's ghosts!

If she can become a writer and earn money by writing articles, then Su Changhe can become the director of the machinery factory!

"What nonsense?! It's spread in the village, saying that the postman gave the sick man a bulging envelope, and there might be a lot of money in it." Wang Chunmei limped to a bench and sat down, raising her hand. Wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Wang Chunmei felt a little regretful, if she had known that the sick young man was so capable, she would not have urged Su Changhe to withdraw from the Shen family.

Xu Jiaojiao works in the consignment store for 30 days a month, and it only costs 15 yuan.

There has been no movement on the promised regularization quota for a long time, and her uncle said that they are not a family yet.

In her view, it was Cao Erxiang and Xu Youcai who had suffered a thousand dollars deliberately hanging their family.

If there is an engagement, then Cao Erxiang and Xu Youcai dare to push back and say something, let's see how she will deal with Xu Jiaojiao in the future.

"Those people in the village believe that the wind is the rain, but you, a silly woman, take it seriously." Su Changhe lowered his head and packed the long cabinet, not bothering to lift his head.

"Go away, don't get in the way here." Su Changhe was extremely irritable.

The last hanging could break her leg, so why not just fall to her death.

Ever since this silly woman broke her leg, he was the only one working outside the house.

Not to mention earning a lot less work points, it only added to his troubles.

The food from other people's homes has been brought home, and he is still here exhaustingly tidying up the long cabinet where the food is stored.

It's fine if this silly woman can't help, but she still has to act stupid to make him angry.

He really owed this silly woman in his previous life.
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110 eight yuan!
As expected of a magazine in the capital, this is a generous move.

Shen Zhihuan flicked the remittance slip, and the arc of the corner of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

With this Shangfang sword, what will she eat and wear in the future? !
"Why are you so silly looking at a piece of paper?" Li Qiuhua sent Li Jiabao away, and when he turned around, he saw his daughter smirking at a piece of paper the size of a palm, and couldn't help laughing.

"It's not paper, it's meat, it's chicken cake, it's malted milk, it's my little brother's peach cake, white rabbit toffee, canned fruit, everything delicious." Shen Zhihuan hugged Xiao Weidong excitedly and gave a mouthful. .

Li Qiuhua looked astonished.

"Mother, this is the remittance slip." Shen Zhihuan let go of Xiao Weidong, smiled and handed the remittance slip to Li Qiuhua.

"Is that the remittance slip that you can go to the post office to get the money?" Li Qiuhua looked at Shen Zhihuan suspiciously, with some uncertainty in his tone.

Although Li Qiuhua was illiterate, he had heard of the money order.

In the past, around the tenth of every month, the village secretary Su Changjiang's family would receive a remittance slip from the army.

Everyone in the village does not envy Zhang Fengxia. The man is the village party secretary, and the two sons are so competitive.

Zhang Fengxia's family was the first to build a large tile-roofed house in the village.

Zhang Fengxia's family was also the first in the village to buy [-] bars.

Zhang Fengxia's family was the first to buy a sewing machine in the village.

"Yes! It's the remittance slip that you can go to the post office to get the money. Mom, let's go to the town market tomorrow! Take the money and send it to the Su family by the way." Shen Zhihuan pursed her lips and smiled.

Pay back the money owed to Wang Chunmei and Su Changhe's family, and her family will be able to live in a well-off life in a legitimate way.

When spring begins in the coming year, the big tile-roofed house will be arranged.

Plant some flowers and plants in the front yard, raise some chickens and ducks in the back yard, write a few articles when you are free, and go for a walk in the mountains when you are bored.

Such a life of idle clouds and wild cranes is very beautiful when you think about it.

As for the college entrance examination, leave it to those aspiring young people with ideals and aspirations!
"How much money can I get for this money order?" Li Qiuhua looked down at the money order in Shen Zhihuan's hand.

"110 eight yuan!"

As long as they don't tell, who knows how much money she received.

What they should eat and drink is left to the villagers to guess.

"So many?!" Li Qiuhua was surprised.

These days, the wages of ordinary regular workers in many factories are only 30 to [-] yuan a month.

110 and eight yuan can cover the wages of ordinary regular workers for several months.

"There will be more and more in the future." Shen Zhi laughed happily and put his arms around Li Qiuhua's shoulders.

Their lives will also get better and better.

Next year, many places will start to implement the division of land to households.

I just don't know when the spring breeze will blow to their corner of the mountain.

Early the next morning, Shen Zhihuan's family got into Wang Baotian's ox cart and went to the town.

After getting off the bullock cart at the entrance of the town, the family went straight to the post office.

Because it was still early, there were not many people coming to the post office to send letters and handle errands.

Shen Zhihuan first bought two stamps, and mailed the two articles he had written in the past few days, and then took out the money order from his pocket.

As soon as it was handed over, the staff behind the counter looked at Shen Zhihuan with bright eyes, and their excitement could not be concealed.

"Are you the comrade writer who contributed to Jingcheng Yueren Magazine?"

"I don't dare to be a writer, just call me Shen Zhihuan." Shen Zhihuan forced out a smile with a twitching vein on his forehead.

you……

Is it appropriate to use it on her, a 17-year-old yellow-haired girl?

"Comrade Shen Zhihuan, your article is so well written, we..." Maybe she realized that her voice was too loud, so she lowered her voice, "We all like it."

"Thank you!" Shen Zhihuan smiled.

"Comrade Shen Zhihuan, can you sign an autograph for me?" The staff took out the Yueren magazine from the drawer and looked at Shen Zhihuan eagerly.

sign……

Shen Zhihuan endured the urge to touch his forehead and took the Yueren Magazine, and wrote the words Shen Zhihuan.

The staff took the Yueren magazine, bowed their heads and blew it, making sure the ink was dry before putting it back in the drawer.

Shen Zhihuan was dumbfounded by the staff's cautious appearance.

If her Chinese teacher in her previous life saw this, would she be honored too!

After receiving the Great Unity that the staff had counted twice, Shen Zhihuan handed it to Li Qiuhua.

"You keep the money for yourself." Li Qiuhua didn't reach out his hand.

Hearing this, the people who were waiting to do business at the side glanced secretly at Li Qiuhua and Shen Zhihuan.

110 eight yuan, not eighteen cents.

These days, it costs less than 100 yuan to marry a daughter-in-law!

Most of the people in the village marry a daughter-in-law, plus 50 yuan for a bag of grain, and the grain is still coarse grain, which adds up to 90 yuan.

How much heart is there to entrust such a huge sum of money to a little girl for safekeeping.

"Mother, I still have money in my hand. I will ask you for it when it is gone." Shen Zhihuan forcefully stuffed the money into Li Qiuhua's hand.

She gave Comrade Li Qiuhua one thousand for the one thousand and two gins she sold last time, and kept the rest for herself.

She didn't count how much was left from the last shopping.

Anyway, it’s right if you don’t use it up!

(End of this chapter)