I made a dime from selling tangerines and you call me heartless?

Chapter 195 The total cost was thirty-forty million yuan, which made Jiang Che look like a fool.

Jiang Che looked at Chen Xi deeply.

Pushed the money back.
"Xixi."

"You are our family now, take this money."

"When we get back to the city tomorrow, save it quickly and don't let anyone else know. Do you understand?"

"This is the dowry your father left for you. Keep it well."

"elder brother."

Chen Xi looked at Jiang Che stubbornly.

"If you don't accept this money, I will move out."

For a moment, the living room fell into silence.

"My father was a criminal. Before he was arrested, relatives would come to visit every now and then, which made me think I was living a happy life."

"But my dad was just arrested."

"The police station asked them to take care of me, but they passed the buck and refused to do so."

"It was you brothers who took me in, gave me a place to stay, and made me feel at home again."

"Brother, Father Jiang, Mother Jiang, I want to live with you forever."

"But I don't want to eat for free."

"Just have some pity on me, on my self-esteem."

Chen Xi said softly.

"Xixi, you..."

Jiang's father and mother looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Jiang Che squatted down.

He untied the black plastic bag and took out ten stacks of cash from it.

"Well."

"I'll take 10 from you."

"Based on the current housing prices, this money is enough to buy two rooms."

Jiang Che looked up at Chen Xi.

"Xixi."

“Put away the other money.”

"Also, don't say what you said today again."

"We are a family. Talking about money will hurt our feelings. Besides, it's not like you and I can't make money."

"If I really can't make any money, I'll give you more money then. I'm just afraid you won't be willing to give me the money in the future."

"how is this possible?"

Chen Xi finally burst into laughter.
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang."

Chen Xi put the black plastic bag back into his schoolbag and was about to go upstairs.

But he was stopped by Jiang's mother again.

"Xixi, oops."

"How dare you take such a valuable thing upstairs?"

"Hurry up and hold it yourself, hold it well."

"Wait until tomorrow when you get back to the city and store it away. You are so brave."

"Oh."

Chen Xi came down again with his schoolbag.

Sitting with Jiang Che and the others.

But at this time, everyone no longer had the mood to continue watching TV, and soon they all dispersed and went back to sleep.

Looking at the backs of everyone leaving.

Chen Xi felt even more frustrated, as he felt that he had disturbed everyone's interest.

"Xixi, why don't you go back to bed? We have to get up early tomorrow."

Jiang Che urged from upstairs.

"it is good."

Chen Xi nodded.

……

The next day.

Four o'clock in the morning.

The cold wind was still blowing on my face.

The surroundings were desolate and dark.

The small courtyard on the mountain was already brightly lit.

In the yard, the sound of suona seemed to have been playing all night long.

When Jiang Che and his family arrived, it was time for the burial.

Under the arrangement of the 'funeral master', there were loud gongs and drums and flying money and paper all the way, and finally Mr. Jiang was buried in peace.

When I returned to Jiang Taigong’s courtyard.

The sky is gradually getting brighter.

A table has been set up in the yard.

The chef invited from the town also brought up the food.

The buffet begins.

This is the procedure after burying the deceased in many rural areas. When someone passes away, a banquet must be held.

Jiang Che's family sat together.

Looking at the table full of food, I felt it was tasteless.

The other people in the village ate with gusto.

But the good thing is that no one from Jiangjia Village came to cause trouble.

But before they left the table, Jiang Hai, the village chief of Jiangjia Village, came over and tugged at Jiang Che's sleeve.
"Xiao Che."

"Come here for a moment." Jiang Che frowned and looked at Jiang Hai.

But he still followed Jiang Hai to the side.

"Village Chief Jiang Hai, what's the matter?"

Jiang Che said calmly, with a distant tone in his words.

"That Xiao Jiang."

"Here's the thing. Didn't you say before that you would pay for Grandpa's burial?"

Jiang Hai said with some lack of confidence.

"Correct."

Jiang Che nodded.

"I did."

"Tell me, how much did it cost in total?"

It turns out this guy is here to ask for money. Can't he wait any longer?

"Ah good."

"Last night I asked the accountant to do a rough calculation. All the expenses from Grandpa's death to now are more than 34,000."

Jiang Hai continued to speak in a low voice.

"How many?"

Jiang Che immediately raised his eyebrows.

"Thirty-four thousand three hundred and forty-two."

"The village will take care of the remaining balance. Xiao Che, just give me 34,000 yuan."

"Give me all the tickets."

Jiang Che said coldly.

Not to mention 10 years ago, even in later generations, burying a person in the countryside would cost less than yuan.

Jiang Che really wanted to see how the thirty-four thousand yuan was calculated.

"it is good."

"I have everything ready."

Jiang Hai hurriedly took out a stack of bills from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Che.

Jiang Che took it and looked at it coldly.

It would be fine if he didn't look at it, but once he looked at Jiang Che's expression, it became even colder.

Good guy.

Tombstone, sir, this money is the most basic thing. Jiang Che didn't take it to heart. It doesn't matter if it's a little more expensive or a little less.

but……

The seven-member suona band lasts for three days.

The average is one thousand yuan per day, which means three thousand yuan in three days.

Then the banquet will be held for three days.

Three hundred and seventy yuan per table, twenty tables a day, that’s twenty-two thousand yuan in three days.

And then there are a bunch of other miscellaneous stuff.

For example, there are two thousand tombstones.

Mr. Eight Hundred.

And there is...

There was still 5,000 yuan left from the land transfer.

Good guy.

What a great guy!
Chunchun is treating Jiang Che as a sucker.

"What's going on with this land transfer?"

Jiang Che got the account and turned to look at Jiang Hai and asked in a deep voice.

"Is such that."

"The cemetery that the gentleman showed Taigong was not Taigong's land, but Jiang Guihua's fertile land, so her husband was clamoring for money."

"The villagers think that the dead are the most important."

"So we paid to transfer the land so that Taigong could be buried properly."

"Grandpa worked hard all his life."

"As the master said, if you bury him in a good place, he will be reborn into a good family in the next life, and then Taigong won't have to suffer anymore."

"it is good."

Jiang Che sneered.

It turns out that when people are speechless, they are really speechless.

He nodded coldly.
"Village Chief Jiang."

"Okay, haha, that's really good."

He immediately turned around and walked out of the yard, taking out a stack of money from last night from the car.

Then, in the surprised gazes of Jiang Hai and some people, he stood directly in the middle of Taigong's yard.

He looked around at everyone with a cold expression full of disgust.

"Stop eating, damn it."

Jiang Che roared.

Draw all eyes to him.

He took the money.
"I'm telling you."

"I, Jiang Che, have promised that I will pay for all the expenses of Grandpa's burial."

"But I will tell you, I, Jiang Che, am not a fool."

"I'll give you this money."

“But I only give what is due!”

……

(End of this chapter)