He Yuzhu was pushing a brand new Yongjiu brand bicycle as she passed by the courtyard house, ready to go to work.
The shiny bicycle was very eye-catching, no less than the million-dollar luxury cars in his previous life.
This caused the onlookers in the courtyard house to be envious and jealous.
"Silly Zhu is really rich. Look at that bicycle. It's brand new and really beautiful.”
"Tsk, he must have spent all the money his father left him.”Third Aunt said. She was the only one in the entire school who had a bicycle. It was a bicycle ticket awarded by Third Uncle as an outstanding teacher. The whole family had saved for several years before they bought it. He didn't expect that at such a young age, he would be able to ride it.
"He Daqing? How could he leave so much money for Silly Zhu?"
"He Daqing used to be the deputy director of the canteen of the rolling mill. It was more than 50 yuan a month. He had married a widow in Baocheng, so how could he not leave some money for his son and daughter?”
"That's true. If I were to marry a widow, I wouldn't bring all my money over to raise the widow's child. It was still uncertain whether he could provide for her in the future.”
"Hey, everyone, today at 5 pm, we will have a meeting to discuss whether we should kick out the opera singer and the three little beggars that Silly Zhu brought back. What are you guys thinking?" Jia Zhangshi started to fan the flames.
Before Qin Huairu left in the morning, she had instructed her to talk to the people in the courtyard about the three little beggars when she had nothing to do during the day.
How could Jia Zhangshi not know the pros and cons.
This might not matter to the other people in the academy, but the impact on the Jia family was too great.
Silly Zhu was a silly and generous person. Half of the Jia family's food came from Silly Zhu's lunch box.
"The opera singer and the child are now living in the house of the deaf old lady in the backyard. Who dares to object? Jia Zhang-shi, do you dare?" Third Aunt and Jia Zhangshi had never been on good terms. Now Third Uncle's idea was to rope in Silly Zhu, so she naturally didn't want to offend Silly Zhu because of this.
"I don't dare to offend the old lady, but those three children are beggars. They wander on the streets every day. It was inevitable that they would steal. In our courtyard, how many of the kitchen and cellars in every household are closed? Forget about anything else, you wouldn't be able to notice a single green onion or garlic.”
Jia Zhang-shi's ability to bluff was very strong. She specifically targeted Third Aunt's sore spot. Other things didn't matter, but once it involved the possibility of losing things, everyone became cautious.
"Also, it's almost the New Year. When the three children go to every house to kowtow, will you give them red packets? If you were to pay 10 cents per person, then you would have to pay 30 cents at once.”
Sure enough, red packets worked. Third Aunt felt her heart ache just listening to it. It was fine for adults, but children were indeed very troublesome. It was the New Year, and when children came to visit, it was impossible not to let them eat candy at the door. When they entered the door and kowtowed, it was impossible not to give them a red packet as a token of appreciation.
"Yeah, what Grandma Awesome said makes sense.”
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There was no other way. When people were poor, they had to scheme. If you didn't scheme against others, others would scheme against you. This was the " inner volume " of this era.
The ancients said: poor people are good at themselves.
However, in the courtyard house, it was impossible for one to be alone.
You don't have the capital to lie flat.
They drank water from the same well, shared a toilet, and some families even shared a kitchen.
Everyone was very poor, but they didn't dare to be alone. Every household had to do some things that were hard to save face.
Even if they were so poor that they couldn't afford to eat, they still had to prepare red packets for the new year.
Every meal was nibbled on cornbread, and during the New Year, he had to weigh half a catty of millet.
On the other hand.
It didn't matter if you were poor, but you had to find someone even poorer to trample on.
Even the poorest people had to find a "superiority" that could satisfy their vanity. Then, they could use this "superiority" to convince themselves to fight against anyone.
For example, Jia Zhang's family had lost their husband and their son. Logically speaking, they were the poorest family in the Siheyuan.
However, in Jia Zhang-shi's heart, she was stronger than the First Grandpa. She had grandchildren and grandchildren, while the First Grandpa was a nobody.
Therefore, Jia Zhang-shi always felt good about herself in front of the First Elder. Even the First Elder in the courtyard was respectful to our family, so the rest of you should just stand aside.
Perhaps this was the reason why people in this generation were so poor but did not suffer from depression.
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After He Yuzhu arrived at the canteen, he took out an porcelain jar and brewed a cup of tea. Just as he sat down, he noticed that the boy had sneaked in from the back door of the kitchen.
He Yuzhu understood. This was the plot. This kid was probably here to steal the soy sauce.
However, this plot was a few years earlier. The stick was only six or seven years old this year. He had started stealing so early. He had to be taught a lesson.
Xu Damao should have come to the kitchen in a while. The next scene should have been Silly Zhu throwing a rolling pin at the door and hitting Xu Damao.
But what was the big deal about smashing the body with a rolling pin? Wearing a cotton jacket on such a cold day, hitting a rolling pin through the cotton jacket did not hurt or itch at all.
He Yuzhu looked at the dirty water that had just washed the pickled vegetables and had an idea.
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