At seven o'clock in the afternoon, after the little aunt Zhong Xiaomin had dinner and left after work, the family of three immediately closed the door and began to sum up the next day's income. Three people each draw a stack of yuan tickets, the corner tickets are occasionally mixed with ten yuan, and the tickets of twenty yuan tickets begin to count the money, and finally come together:

1132！

"Bo'er, we, we're over a thousand?!" Wang Jichang's voice trembled, and the four-digit number displayed on the calculator almost stopped him from thinking.

"Bo'er, are you right? Do we want to, do you want to order it again?" Zeng Fanyu was also excited. How many years has she not seen so much money? The time when the family had so much money can be traced back to the days when Zeng Fanyu was with her first husband. At that time, her husband partnered with several people to open a small winery, and Zeng Fanyu himself used the distillery lees to feed more than a dozen big fat pigs a year.

That's a thousand dollars ten years ago!

Since following Wang Jichang, the money in the entire family has never exceeded 500 yuan, and often even 100 yuan can't be taken out, so he has no choice but to find relatives and friends, and even neighbors to borrow money to get by! Compared with the two, the sadness and humiliation in it are simply impossible to communicate with outsiders.

Probably thinking of so many years of suffering, Zeng Fanyu's eyes suddenly turned red, and she used her old bark-like hands to wipe the tears that flowed out of the corners of her eyes.

"What's the matter? Are you still not happy after making money? Why are you crying on a happy day?" The sudden tears of his wife made Wang Jichang very puzzled.

But Wang Bo, who has been dependent on his mother for decades, has lived a "good life" and a poor life, understands his mother's state of mind very well. Wang Bo put his mother's hand in his hand, held it tightly, and said with great certainty: "Mom, Dad is right, we should be happy." Don't worry, as long as your son is here, we will never live the same poor life as before. In the future, it will only get better and better, and it will become more and more prosperous!"

"I ...... I'm fine! I'm ...... Glad. Probably realizing that it was not decent to cry in front of his son, Zeng Fanyu wiped away his tears, and then tilted his head to the side, "Bo'er, you have to deposit this money in the bank." With so much money in the store, it's not safe. ”

"That's it, take it to your aunt and call your aunt to save it for you. Wang Jichang echoed, and immediately thought of his sister who worked in the bank.

Wang Bo really wanted to scold a pig's brain, yesterday's guidance was in vain. Of course he wouldn't scold, Wang Bo was patient and asked his stepfather: "Dad, our money can be deposited in any bank in the four directions, but we can't go to the Agricultural Bank where my aunt is located, do you know why not?"

Wang Jichang is not a pig after all, he didn't think so much because he was in a hurry, Wang Bo asked this, but he reacted, and said a little embarrassedly: "Oh, it's also ha." Deposit it with your aunt, and she will know that we are making a lot of money. ”

"Clever!" Wang Boyan insincerely gave Wang Jichang a thumbs up.

In the evening, Wang Bo took time to read the textbook for half an hour as usual, during which he suddenly thought of Zhang Jing, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. The two hadn't seen each other since that trip together. He asked Zhang Jing to ask him if he didn't understand anything, but he had always gone out early and returned late during this period, and I was afraid that Zhang Jing's little sister next door had run a lot of wronged ways. I also ate a duck given by someone, but the promised tutoring was nowhere to be found. Thinking of this, Wang Bo felt a little uncomfortable.

Looking at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, and it was obviously impossible to run to inform Zhang Jing. And I and my parents have to go out at six o'clock in the morning, and I don't have time. How can I inform Zhang Jing so that she can have time to come to the rice noodle shop so that she can tutor her homework?

Oh, by the way, aren't her parents selling horizontal ducks in the big market? Why don't you go to the big market tomorrow and tell Uncle Zhang or Li Niang, and let them tell Zhang Jing.

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The next day, when there were few people in the afternoon, Wang Bo took his mother Zeng Fanyu to open an account in major banks in the four directions. He used his mother's ID card to open four accounts in a row with ICBC, CCB, Bank of China and Postal Savings. Zeng Fanyu was quite puzzled by this. Wang Bo could only explain to his mother:

"Mom, do you know that there is a saying called 'wealth is not exposed'? If we only open an account in one bank, and go to deposit money in two days, and then go to save money in two days, will the savings clerk be very surprised and curious? It doesn't matter if ordinary people know about it, if those rotten dolls and second-rate people know about it, and they come to our store to borrow money from us, what do you say will happen then?"

Wang Bo's words naturally have an element of exaggeration, but they are not completely alarmist. Even if their family goes back to the past ten or twenty generations, they can't find a single official, all of them are local farmers facing the loess with their backs to the sky. It doesn't matter on the white road, and it doesn't matter if it's black on the road. An ordinary family without any background, once the wealth is accumulated too quickly and is publicized everywhere, it is no different from a child holding money and swaggering through the market, and the end is usually more miserable.

As soon as she heard that the rotten doll was likely to "come to borrow money", Zeng Fanyu, an ordinary peasant woman with no knowledge, was completely frightened, and hurriedly asked her son what to do, don't make any big deals! For Zeng Fanyu, his son's safety and life are not worth mentioning at all compared to money!

"It's okay, Mom. We now have four accounts, and each one puts some money in it so that it doesn't look so conspicuous. Also, as I told you yesterday, if someone asks you about our income, such as selling a lot of bowls and making a lot of money, you can keep it a secret and just don't say it. Wang Bo explained to Zeng Fanyu.

"Don't say it! Don't say it! Where do I dare to say it?!" Zeng Fanyu replied busily.

The frightened appearance of his mother made Wang Bo secretly confess "sin" in his heart, but after thinking about it, this is also a good thing. With this possible threat in front of him, presumably if anyone wants to ask his mother about his income, his honest mother will be tight-lipped.

Zeng Fanyu is just honest, but not stupid.

"I really spare no effort to turn an honest person into a slightly scheming person!" Wang Bo said self-deprecatingly. But in the social reality, what can be done? There are too many jackals, tigers and leopards around me who suffer from pink eye, and they don't have any strength to protect themselves, so they can only clamp their tails and be careful.

After completing the four bank cards, Wang Bo rode his mother to the gate of No. 4 Middle School and asked his mother to walk back, while he turned around and went to the big market to inform Zhang Bo and Li Niang about letting Zhang Jing come to the store for tutoring. Before leaving, Wang Bo said to Zeng Fanyu again:

"Mom, when Dad asked, you said that you only got three cards. The other one I secretly saved a little money just in case. Now the business of the rice noodle shop is good, but no one knows how long it will be able to do it. Dad, you also know, one uses two, and he can't save money. ”

"I know that. When he asked, I told him to get three cards. Zeng Fanyu nodded, agreeing with Wang Bo's idea very much, "By the way, don't go empty-handed to your Uncle Zhang and Li Niang." Last time, they gave us a duck, and you can buy something for them. ”

"Yes, Mom, then I'll go. ”

In the previous life, the day after his mother's death, his brother-in-law gave him a card, saying that his mother had left it to Wang Bo, and that there were more than 5,000 yuan in it. This money was saved by her mother for seven or eight years, from the usual life of two or two yuan, every time she saved enough two hundred yuan, her mother walked more than ten miles, back to her parents' house to hand over to her brother-in-law, let her brother-in-law help her save it. Over the years, Wang Bo gave his mother money during the New Year's holidays, and his mother didn't spend a penny, so she saved it all for him, saying that Wang Bo had a child in the future and left it for the child to buy things. Looking at this card, Wang Bo couldn't cry on the spot!

It is precisely because of this memory of his previous life that Wang Bo believes that his approach, which is not authentic to his stepfather, will be approved by his mother.

Before his mother died, for a long time, especially in that rebellious teenage age, Wang Bo felt sad and dissatisfied that his mother was too weak in front of his stepfather and was at the mercy of his stepfather.

It wasn't until the moment the brother-in-law handed the card into Wang Bo's hands that he understood that in the face of his stepfather, who could not take the minimum responsibility for the family and his children, his mother was not without "resistance", as a kind and honest person, she also had her own form of resistance, but she didn't let him know.

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Thank you for the many tips from the "good guy" brother!

Thanks to the newly rewarded brother for "calling me Cheng".