Xie Changsong is Lu Qiang's best friend, and Zhang Yimei listened to what he said.

After talking about their husband and wife, they took out the money from the sale of grapefruit in the past few days. This time, it's up to the two of them to count it personally.

On the rainy days, they also sold quite a few in other markets. In five days, they sold three truckloads of grapefruits, each with a profit of nearly 40,000 yuan.

The stacks of money were stacked on the table, and Zhang Yimei's eyes lit up.

40,000, not counting the more than 8,000 yuan in her hand.

She never dreamed that their family would become a 10,000-yuan household.

In ninety-two years, in fact, many families were already 10,000 yuan households, such as those in the village with mountain trees and orange trees. For example, three or four pig businesses in the village collect pigs cheaply from the local area and sell them to big cities in other places; If you go out to work and don't go home for several years, you can still save 10,000 yuan in three or four years.

There are also some people like them, who set up stalls to do business, and some people like Xie Changsong who eat public meals.

Take the village chief's family as a column, everyone knows that being an official is rich.

They divided the money and sat down to talk about tomorrow's plans before Xie Changsong took his son home.

"Is this really all our family's money?" Zhang Yimei really didn't hide her hot mood for money anymore, and she repeated this sentence almost eight times.

"Yes, it's all ours. The 8,000 yuan in your hand, you take 3,000 and return it to your fifth child. You can keep the rest for yourself. However, don't gamble on it, if you lose it, you won't have it in the future. I told Changsong that this business has been until the New Year, and after the New Year, I can't do it. ”

Lu Qiang was generous, and gave Zhang Yimei all the sales in today's stall, and he drew 800 yuan from 40,000 yuan, and gave 200 yuan to each daughter.

"This is the money you spent on selling your head before, and you also gave the pork dollar money. Dad will give you back double, you all take it yourself, don't let others know, take it well, do you know? ”

Lu Qiang has always known that girls should be rich, and he has always been very generous to his wife, and now that the family is rich, the same is true for his daughter. Of course, before he went to bed, he secretly gave Lu Qinghe another thousand yuan.

The next day, before dawn, Lu Qiang packed the money in a black plastic bag and handed it to Zhang Yimei to hold, and he carried three large bags of grapefruits, and the pomelos inside were packed in gift bags. For each family, two grapefruits will be sent, and the meaning of gratitude is even more indescribable.

For so many years, there are only eight people who can lend money to Lu Qiang, and these eight are all helping people to do construction, running around with other people's engineering teams, and often not at home. It's rare to come back for the New Year, and Lu Qiang owes them money for many years, and it has slowly gone from hundreds to thousands.

These eight families happen to be the eight positions of Lingu Village, and as soon as the money is returned, it also happens to walk around the village, and by the way, the pork money is settled at the pork yuan. When leaving, Pork Yuan also deliberately sent an extra pig heart to Zhang Yimei, and even apologized again in front of Zhang Yimei.

"Finally lighter."

Sitting at the table eating the rice made with pig's heart, he turned around from time to time and wiped a few corners of his eyes with his back to his daughters. This feeling of being freed from huge debts, Lu Qiang really thinks it's too good, too good, and even this bitter pig heart feels very special and delicious when he eats it.

"Yes, yes."

Zhang Yimei also choked up while eating.

With a huge debt of nearly 20,000 yuan, nearly eleven years, Zhang Yimei is the same as Lu Qiang, and it will definitely take a long, long time to pay off this money. Because when I borrowed money for the first time, I thought I would be able to pay it off quickly, but what I didn't expect was that the money hadn't come to repay in a hurry, and the family needed money again.

On the contrary, they borrow more and more, owe more and more, and repay less and less. The pressure of debt is getting bigger and bigger, and life is getting harder and harder day by day, even if Zhang Yimei doesn't care about money, she knows what burden Lu Qiang is pressing.

Fortunately, finally, this burden is gone!

That's nice! That's nice!

Lu Qinghe understands why his parents go to repay their debts before dawn, and he also knows that in a poor family, some people are willing to lend you money again and again, and they don't charge you interest.

Grandpa is a doctor in the village, and he has a retirement salary, and the family has always had a little money. Grandma is a young lady of the former landlord's family, you must know that the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse. And my father has not asked for a penny from his family since he was 18 years old, and he has no etiquette when he gets married or has children.

Even the house is a mud room, two with a kitchenette. The eldest uncle's family and the second uncle's family are both red brick houses, both of which are four or five rooms, and they will reach out to their grandparents if they have no money. And when my sister-in-law got married, what a beautiful scenery, not to mention the three major pieces, and the three golds, all of which were undertaken by grandparents.

Many people in Lingu Village said that Lu Qiang was probably not biological, otherwise, how could the treatment of the four children be so different?

The reason may not be enough for outsiders, but Lu Qiang is really tough, and the relationship with his two brothers and parents over the years is not too good, but it will not be too much.

People are wooden, and they are pressed into habits by their families, so it doesn't matter.

As soon as the debt was repaid, even Lu Qinghe and the four sisters straightened their backs a lot. Think about it, the pocket money given by my father, alas, I haven't seen so much money since I was a child.

Lu Qiang first sent Zhang Yimei to Yuanhe Village, asked her to go back to her parents' house to return Zhang Hongli's 3,000 yuan, and by the way, let her rest at her parents' house for a day, and then go over to pick it up in the afternoon. Two more trips back and forth brought the four daughters to the stall.

There weren't many things in the stall after yesterday, so Lu Qinghe asked the eldest sister and them to put out the hair flowers together.

"Changsong, when you are free, help me ask the township chief of Xialiang, can the dilapidated mud houses behind our stall be sold? How much can I sell? Can you sell it to me? ”

"Huh? That dilapidated house has been in tatters for so many years, what did you buy it for? ”

"Qinghe asked me to buy it, I also thought about it, that place is good, build a house with iron sheets, sell breakfast or something, you don't know, Qinghe told me every day that he wanted to eat steamed buns. You say, none of us here eat pasta, so where can we get her buns? Come to think of it, it's better to do it yourself. ”

During this period of business, as soon as the debt was repaid, the whole person was relaxed, and there was still a little money in his hand. Although Qinghe only mentioned it to himself once, Lu Qiang felt that now that he was rich, he couldn't be satisfied with his daughter for this little thing, it was really useless.