Chapter Seventy-One: Dad, We Can Afford To Lose This Money
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The sky is blue, white clouds are moving in the sky, a flock of birds are spreading their wings and soaring in the sky, today's sun is bright and brilliant, there is no hot breath in June, and the cool breeze blows from time to time, which is refreshing.
Lin Zijie carried a backpack and a laptop, and stopped a taxi at the intersection, which went directly to Hanjiang Station and got on a bus to Daqiao Town.
The car started after a while, Lin Zijie sat in the window, opened the window, blowing the cool breeze, looking at the scenery passing by the floating light, half an hour later, the prosperity and hustle and bustle of the city gradually ceased, and the rest was a piece of golden wheat fields, some clear rivers, as well as some villages and some mountains, constituting a picture of landscape villages, full of tranquility and tranquility.
After another hour, the car drove into Daqiao Town, Lin Zijie looked at his hometown, a spacious street extended indefinitely, and buildings of five or six floors stood on both sides, the whole environment seemed to be quite good, and the economic conditions of Daqiao Town were not very backward.
When the car entered the Daqiao Town Station, Lin Zijie got out of the car and stepped on the land of his hometown, giving a very strong sense of belonging, and the feeling of always being lonely seemed to have faded a lot.
Searching for his memory, Lin Zijie learned that his home is not very far from Daqiao Town, only seven or eight minutes walk, and it is a village called Lin Jiawan.
Walking to a fork in the road, a road that was not very spacious was the direction to Lin Jiawan, Lin Zijie was not in a hurry to go home, but bought a lot of fruits, bought some meat and vegetables, and then walked leisurely in the direction of his home.
Along the way, there were a lot of acquaintances, and many people greeted Lin Zijie, but he responded with a smile, and before he knew it, he had already walked to Lin Jiawan.
Lin Jiawan, located under a high mountain, there are hundreds of households in the whole village, some of the house buildings, very uneven, some are soil culture low houses, some are two-story and three-story small western-style buildings, showing that some people live happily, some people are living in poverty, and Lin Zijie's home is located at the entrance of the village, a two-story house that has not been renovated, in the village, it is not the middle end, but it is not the lowest end, the kind of tight life.
Looking at his home in the world, Lin Zijie smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, in the original time and space, although his home was not rich, he also bought a good house in the city, at least he had a good life, of course, although his family was poor now, but he could make money, compared to the muddy life in the original world, it was undoubtedly much stronger, because with money, everything can be changed.
Entering the village, Lin Zijie came to his own gatehouse, the door was closed, no one was at home, at this time, a middle-aged uncle with a little dark skin came over, after seeing Lin Zijie, the middle-aged uncle said: "Zijie, go home, is the school on holiday?" ”
"Well, by the way, uncle, what about my family?" Lin Zijie said
"Your father plays mahjong in the village shop, and your mother seems to have gone to the town to buy something?" The middle-aged uncle said
"Oh, thank you!"
Lin Zijie thanked him, and then put the fruits and vegetables he bought at the gate, walked into the village, and after a while, he came to the small shop, a familiar figure was printed into the eyeliner, wearing brown short sleeves, with a flat head, and a little dark complexion, sitting next to the mahjong machine in the small shop, it was Lin Zijie's father, Lin Tiejun.
Lin Zijie walked into the shop, Lin Tiejun soon found Lin Zijie walking in, and suddenly showed surprise, and said: "Zijie, you are back, why don't you call home first?" ”
"I forgot, Dad, you're still playing mahjong, aren't you going back?" Lin Zijie said, this sentence of dad is quite smooth, and there is no sense of estrangement in his heart.
"Oh, you sit next to me first, you just lost hundreds, catch up with the capital! When your mom comes back, are you getting food at home? I didn't bring the keys! Lin Tiejun said
Lin Zijie was speechless, his father in his memory was very addicted to gambling, and now he has seen it, but he also knows that although he has a big gambling addiction, he is also a little measured, and they are all small bets, unlike those gamblers, who often lose tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands.
"Okay!" Lin Zijie nodded, picked up a bench in this small shop, sat next to Lin Tiejun, took out a notebook, opened a document, and was bored, so he simply coded words.
"Hey, Zijie, when did you buy a computer? How much did I buy this computer? Lin Tiejun frustrated mahjong, looked at Lin Zijie's brand-new laptop, and was suddenly surprised
"More than 4,000 pieces!" Lin Zijie responded
"Four thousand? How can you have so much money? Your aunt said you wrote a book and made a few thousand dollars? Is it those thousands of dollars that you bought? Lin Tiejun said
"No, I didn't use much money some time ago, and I bought this computer with my salary a few days ago?" Lin Zijie said
"Yo~ Tiejun, your child is amazing, he has a salary at such a young age? What can a little kid do? I saved a few hundred dollars a month to buy it, right? ”
A somewhat snarky voice suddenly came, which made Lin Zijie feel a little harsh, Lin Zijie raised his head and looked at it with a slight wrinkle, it was a woman in her thirties who spoke, and after searching for information, it turned out that she was still a relative of her own family, his father's brother Lin Qiuping's wife, that is, Lin Zijie's eldest uncle, whose name was Wu Guilan.
And in his memory, Lin Zijie also found that the original owner had an extremely bad impression of this aunt, not only beat the original owner when he was a child, but also because of the good family conditions, he was a little poor mentality, the original owner sometimes went to her house to play, and was kicked out, staining the floor of her house, and seemed to look down on his family.
"Sister-in-law, you can't say that, my child is only so young now, and he can make money, which is already amazing? How is it like some family children? Sixteen or seventeen years old, all day long only know how to play game consoles? Seeing Wu Guilan talking about his son, Lin Tiejun felt a little unhappy and retorted
Listening to Lin Tiejun's words, Wu Guilan was also a little unhappy, her eyebrows frowned, and she said, "Yes, your child is really amazing, by the way, you owe me two hundred yuan, when will you give it?" Playing mahjong only brings so little money? You also asked me to borrow money to play mahjong, what else does this mean? ”
"Wu Guilan, what do you mean? said that I would give it to you when Xiuying came back, didn't I owe you a few hundred yuan? Lin Tiejun's face changed slightly.
"A few hundred dollars is not money? Don't play mahjong if you don't have money to play? Don't be ashamed! Wu Guilan said with an arrogant face, with a slight hint of sarcasm.
When Lin Tiejun heard this, his face was a little pale, looking at Wu Guilan's face, he really wanted to use the money to smash it on her stinky face, but he touched his pocket, he was shy in his pocket, and he really couldn't find any money.
Lin Zijie on the side, looking at Wu Guilan's arrogant attitude, was already unhappy, his eyes wrinkled slightly, and said to Lin Tiejun: "Dad, how much do you owe him, I have money, I'll help you give it?" ”
"You have money? Forget it, keep your own money, keep it for yourself, I'll find your mother to go later? Lin Tiejun said
"Dad, it's okay, I don't have much money, I still have one or two hundred thousand dollars in cash, you fight so small, even if your hand is swollen, you can't lose, besides, this money, even if you lose, we can afford to lose!" Lin Zijie deliberately pulled his voice a little louder, and then took out two wades of cash from his backpack and threw them directly on the mahjong table in front of Lin Tiejun.
Seeing that 20,000 yuan in cash suddenly appeared on the mahjong table, Lin Tiejun's whole person was directly shocked? The face was full of incredulity, and Wu Guilan, looking at the two piles of banknotes, her face changed slightly, looking quite ugly, Lin Zijie deliberately raised his voice? Isn't it just a slap in the face?
As for the other two villagers who played mahjong, their eyes were shining, and they felt envious and jealous in their hearts.
"This ...... Zijie, how did you get this money? Lin Tiejun looked at the two wades of money, and after being shocked, he gradually calmed down, and began to ask the reason.
Lin Zijie closed the computer cover and said with a smile: "It's all said, you just have to play with the salary, it's okay if you lose, as long as you have fun?" ”
"Payroll? Zijie, how much salary did you pay? What does it do? How did you make so much money? Listening to his son's tone, as if he was quite rich, Lin Tiejun said curiously
"Oh, I'm also writing a novel, published on the Internet, the first month's salary is not very much, it's just 160,000, and it will be more next month?" Lin Zijie said with a smile
"160,000?"
As soon as Lin Zijie spoke, the four people seated again, including everyone in the store, were suddenly stunned?
160,000 a month? What is this concept? Isn't it a million a year? Such a young child? It's already a million a year?
Everyone looked at Lin Tiejun with envy for a while, and then they bombarded Lin Tiejun with a wave of sycophants.
"Oh, Tie Jun, I didn't expect you to be so blessed and raise such a good son? Looks like your family is going to have a good life! ”
"Yes, Tie Jun, I don't have such a good fortune when I smash it, my son is the same age as your child, and now he knows how to play every day, and he can't even read well?"
"Ha~ Tiejun, your life is so good, I am so envious, I would be good if I had a son like you? Well, come to your house another day, let's have a good meal! ”
"Tie Jun, your son is so good at making money, and now he is rich, don't forget me?"
Lin Tiejun listened to those stinky farts, and felt like he was in a dream for a while, feeling that everything was very unreal, he pinched his hand fiercely, and the pain in his heart came, Lin Tiejun felt a little dizzy with happiness, and wanted to roar excitedly.
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