"Chrysanthemum, this is—"

"I understand Jiajia's words, and if I return the radish money, Bobo's heart disease will be cured, so I plan to donate the money for Bobo. Wan Juhua's tone did not hesitate at all, only a little apprehensive, "This is my coffin book for Fengyan and me, but it is only 36,000 yuan, which is still a little short." ”

"You can't ask for this money!" Zhao Xiaohe immediately stuffed the money back.

"Xiaohe, you keep it!" Wan Juhua's attitude was very resolute, "Anyway, I can't sleep in a coffin if I'm dead now, Fengyan and I have discussed before to leave this money for Bobo to marry a wife." Now that Bobo has become like this, what are you talking about marrying a wife? Willing to get up and eat is the most important thing!"

"As long as Bobo can get up to eat, let alone 36,000 yuan, it will cost us the lives of the old couple, and we will be willing to do it. Zhao Fengyan also persuaded Zhao Xiaohe to accept the money.

Where is Zhao Xiaohe willing to accept it? While refusing, he waved his hand: "There is no such thing as a high price for radishes, Yongbo is because he has something in his heart, so he drilled this horn tip! Chrysanthemum woman, phoenix-eyed prince, don't worry, we will definitely find a way to get Yongbo up to eat." ”

"Chrysanthemum woman, you be careful with your body. Because Wan Juhua was dizzy before, Zhao Jiacheng reminded him with some worry.

Wan Juhua and Zhao Fengyan, who were worried about their grandson, refused to take back the money, as if only Zhao Xiaohe accepted the money, and their grandson would get better.

Just as she was pushing, Li Huahua suddenly suppressed her throat and shouted: "Okay!

Wan Juhua and Zhao Fengyan were usually a little afraid of Li Huahua, and when she drank it like this, both of them retracted their hands in disdain, and they were a little at a loss as they grabbed the red cloth bag together.

"The radish money is Yongbo's heart disease," Li Huahua sighed deeply, "If the radish money is returned so that Yongbo can get up to eat, and An Ansheng will live in the future, it will be worth it." Village Chief, you can take it. ”

Zhao Xiaohe noticed that she was holding a transparent plastic bag in her hand, and several bundles of hundred-yuan bills appeared.

"I don't have the right to collect this money!" Zhao Xiaohe pushed back and explained again, "The price of radish is set by everyone together, and you are not the only one who sells it for four cents a catty, don't be ...... by Yongbo"

"Then it should be donated to the village. Li Huahua interrupted him, although her eyes were full of distress and reluctance, but her face was resolute, "Our family has been digging in the field day and night, just to save some money for Yongbo and some tuition for Jiajia." What's the use of keeping the money if people are not doing well? ”

"You can't donate so much. Zhao Xiaohe refused to accept it, "I'll go in and talk to Yongbo again." ”

"Village Chief!" Li Huahua grabbed Zhao Xiaohe, "You collect the money first and then go in and talk to Yongbo." ”

She burst into tears for a while, "I used to only think about how to pick money, I never thought about other people's feelings, and I never paid attention to what the children were thinking. I didn't expect Jiajia to say that about me - Yongbo has never liked to talk to me, and that's probably the reason. Yongbo has low self-esteem, except for his own lameness, there must be more reasons for me. If the 50,000 yuan can make Yongbo get up and eat, can help him find some self-confidence, and can stop hating me so much, the money is worth it. ”

Seeing that Zhao Xiaohe still refused to accept it, she wiped her tears, blew her nose again, and then continued to speak, "The radish was only sold for a dime a pound the year before last, and last year it was only a little more than two cents a pound on average, and a lot of six or seven cents a pound were sold before this year, and it can be sold for four cents a pound at this time, in fact, I am already satisfied, this year's radish has been sold well enough, and poverty alleviation is not a problem at all." I always cry poor in front of you, thinking that I can save more points to calculate a point, after all, my family still has more places to spend money, I have to pay off the debt owed to build a house, Yongbo wants a bride price for marrying a wife, the wedding house needs to be renovated, and Jiajia will go to college in the future. Now I think that if Yongbo doesn't fight, it will be in vain for us to work tirelessly. ”

"If the money is not spent on the idea, it is not pleasing for us to suffer. Village Chief, you just follow our hearts. Zhao Lagen whispered.

"Aunt Flower and Uncle Lagen are serious, so you can take it first. Zhao Wenming glanced at Zhao Xiaohe.

Zhao Xiaohe understood, so he took Li Huahua's bag, and after whispering a few words with Zhao Wenming, he came to Zhao Yongbo's room again and motioned to Zhao Yongbo for the money in his hand: "This 50,000 yuan is the radish money that your parents returned to the village." ”

Zhao Yongbo sat up when he heard this, stared at the bag for a while, and seemed to be a little disbelieving in his mother's generosity.

"Your mother said, anyway, all this money is reserved for you, you can do whatever you want, as long as you are good, she will be satisfied. Pity the hearts of parents all over the world. Zhao Xiaohe persuaded Zhao Yongbo earnestly.

"It's really not easy for your parents to make money by selling turnips, and you don't have any help with this year's turnips in your field, so it stands to reason that you don't have the power to control the money. ”

Zhao Wenming's words made Zhao Yongbo feel guilty and embarrassed, and he anxiously wanted to explain: "I know that I don't have power, I just don't want them to make a fortune." ”

"They didn't make a fortune, and they have already contributed to the epidemic area for four cents a pound. Since you insist on returning the money, we accept it, but the money should not be at your disposal in the first place......"

Zhao Yongbo immediately interrupted Zhao Xiaohe's words: "Village chief, even if I borrowed this money from my parents! As soon as the village is unblocked, I will go out to make money to repay them!"

"Yes!" Zhao Xiaohe, who had achieved his goal, reminded again, "We hope you can understand that money is not easy to come by, and I also hope that you can take on the family responsibilities that you should bear as a man!"

"I will!" Zhao Yongbo said solemnly.

"But I also told you before, not only your family's radishes in the village are sold for four cents a catty, if your family refunds the price difference, I am afraid that others will also feel embarrassed, and then ......."

"Then don't tell me about my return of the radish money!" Zhao Yongbo looked serious, "Xiaohe Village Chief, civilized accountant, I don't return the money to let others think of me, the main thing is peace of mind!"

"I understand. I understand. Zhao Xiaohe patted him on the shoulder, smiled and asked, "Aren't you hungry?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Yongbo's stomach rumbled, and he laughed a little embarrassedly for a while.

"Brother! Mom has boiled egg noodles for you! You want to eat it!" Zhao Yongjia, who had been eavesdropping outside, knew that his brother's heart knot had been untied, and shouted loudly happily.

"Oh! I'll get up!" Although he hadn't eaten for three days, Zhao Yongbo at this time looked haggard on his face, but he was in good spirits and got out of bed immediately.

Zhao Xiaohe and Zhao Wenming followed Zhao Yongbo out and quietly made an OK gesture.

Seeing that the matter had been resolved, Zhao Jiacheng and Zhao Wenming were busy distributing the radish money, and Zhao Xiaohe came to the old secretary's house, told him what had just happened, and finally presented the 50,000 yuan to the old secretary and asked him to help him get an idea.

The old secretary thought that the money could not be collected, so he and Zhao Xiaohe found an excuse to call Li Huahua and Zhao Lagen over that afternoon, preparing to return the money to them.

I didn't want Li Huahua to refuse to accept it, so I wiped my tears and seriously apologized to Zhao Sanfu and Zhao Xiaohe: "Old secretary, you don't know how happy our family had dinner together at noon today! For so many years, this is a happier meal for me! I just know how sensible my two children are! How stupid I am! You don't know how much I regret in my heart that I didn't realize my own problems earlier, so that I can experience the joy of being a family like this and happy together!" What Yongbo said to me in the past four or five years together was not as much as it is today, and it was the first time I knew what the children were thinking, and the first time I experienced the joy of being with them. This may be what everyone calls happiness. Although 50,000 yuan is a lot for me, and it is really distressing for me to take it out of my pocket, I think it is worth it to buy the happiness of being with my children with 50,000 yuan! I will not take it back, I promised Yongbo, and I will also be a man who counts! I now understand that there are many things in this world that are much more important than money. ”

Zhao Sanfu looked embarrassed: "But this is the money from selling radishes, and it is not easy to return! It will make other radish sellers feel pressure, which is not conducive to the unity of the village." ”

"Then donate to the epidemic area! My family didn't donate when everyone donated before, but this time I made up for it. By the way, the old secretary, the village chief, I didn't play Xiao Jiujiu this time! It's 1,000 percent sincere! I can swear if I don't believe it!" Afraid that they wouldn't believe it, Li Huahua stretched out her palm above her head.

"Believe in faith, we believe. Zhao Sanfu hurriedly persuaded her, but still expressed concern, "It's just that with the situation of your family, Yongbo suddenly donated so much money to the epidemic area, I'm afraid there will be rumors at that time." ”

"I'm still afraid of gossip, no matter what others say, as long as my son and daughter are happy, I don't care about anything else. Li Huahua waved her hand disapprerovingly, thought about it and added, "The old secretary, the village head, Yongbo said, we lent him this money, and as soon as the village is unsealed, he will go out to make money to pay us back." Therefore, the money belongs to Yongbo, and it can be donated in the name of Yongbo. ”

Speaking of this, she laughed again, "I said I didn't want him back, this kid didn't want to do anything, he said he can do it, he is no worse than others, let us believe him." I believe in my son! Old secretary, village head, please also believe in my family Yongbo!"

Seeing that she said everything about this, and her words were sincere, Zhao Sanfu and Zhao Xiaohe didn't say anything more, and the two sighed after sending Li Huahua away, and then Zhao Sanfu asked Zhao Xiaohe to donate 50,000 cash to the epidemic area in the group, which caused a sensation, and for a while what the group said was praise for Zhao Yongbo's ideological consciousness, and the villagers who didn't know the truth began to speculate behind Zhao Yongbo that Zhao Yongbo made a fortune outside last year, and some people said that the mysterious winner of last year's sports lottery award was Zhao Yongbo, of course, there are very few people who compare Li Huahua's door with Zhao Yongbo's atmosphere, Zhao Xiaohe learned these words from Chen Lanlan's mouth, and he didn't explain, just smiledAfter all, Li Huahua herself doesn't mind, and she is even more happy that others praise her son.

Zhao Yongbo's reputation for donating 50,000 yuan to the epidemic area spread all over Fuhe Town, some people took the initiative to ask the matchmaker to tell their daughter, and some girls took the initiative to contact Zhao Yongbo to make friends.

As the epidemic situation is declining day by day, the proportion of pneumonia cases and new cases discharged from the hospital in Qinglan City is slowly increasing, everyone has seen the dawn of victory, and the chat in the group has also changed from pessimism to more and more optimism.

That night, Zhao Xiaohe rode an electric car to patrol the village routinely, and when he rode to the west entrance of the village, he suddenly heard a hysterical scream from a house, he was startled for a while, and subconsciously turned his head in the direction where the sound came from, and the electric car lost its balance and went to the small pond on the side of the road.