Chapter 9: Porphyrin Porphyrin
Looking at Yuwen Xiuce, who was pointing at the sky as if he wanted something, Liu Xiaohui just pursed her lips and snickered, not saying anything. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
After leaving the carport, the two walked in the other direction of the pedestrian street. Unlike the places I just visited, there are not many small shops selling things there, and there are basically all kinds of restaurants, and all the famous snacks of the empire are gathered here, of course, it is not authentic......
found a restaurant with a lighter taste, Xiaohui began to blink her watery eyes after ordering, and she discharged at someone, so that Yuwen Xiuce's classmate couldn't stand it, so he had to speak.
"The old man who watched the car just now, if I guessed correctly, is a veteran who retired from the old man's army."
Xiaohui: "Porphyrin ......"
Yuwen Xiuce: "Call me again?" Click me again for you to try! ā
Xiaohui: "Porphyrin Porphyrin Porphyrin ......"
Yuwen Xiuce: "Just charge my phone!" ā
So, someone used his mobile phone to block Xiaohui's burning gaze while continuing to tell the story.
"I stuffed the old man with 2,000 yuan, pushed the car away, exchanged a lot of sandcloth bags with an old lady who sold sand cloth bags, and then played with the children on the side of the road to pick up the basket ......" Speaking of this, someone looked proud and said: "Master, I won by a big score!" ā
"What should I do if the grandmother who sells sandbags doesn't understand off-road vehicles and is cheated by someone?" Xiaohui asked with some concern.
"It's okay, don't you know my travel routine, sir? At most, it was a matter of turning her head, and the secret guard who followed behind gave her a sum of money to change the car back. I have to return the car to others, after all, the little rascal has a bad mouth, and he can just toss it, and he can't really get him. Yuwen Xiuce yawned, obviously very familiar with the process of putting the finishing touches on his secret guard.
"Oh......" Xiaohui nodded as if she didn't understand. Although Yuwen Xiuce said it easily, she always felt as if there were other meanings in it.
It's all to blame Dad, what kind of kung fu do girls practice ......!
also lied to himself that in case he passed the door in the future, Brother Xiuce would not be good to him, so it would be better to have some backup means......
What an old stubbornness!
What time is it? Isn't there a gun?!
Although practicing is helpful for shaping the body...... But I always feel like I've become stupid because of practice...... I can't keep up with Brother Xiuce's train of thought!
The corners of Yuwen Xiuce's eyes suddenly jumped...... It's very intense, as if I accidentally ingested a packet of popping candy......
"Since that old man is Uncle Yuwen's old subordinate, why is he still living in such embarrassment? If you are really in trouble, you should leave more money for others! Xiaohui really doesn't understand, why Yuwen Xiuce left the other party a mere 2,000 yuan, what can he do with 2,000 yuan in the imperial capital?
"The old man has led the army for so many years, and it is difficult to say anything else, the salary of the soldier and the various subsidies and benefits for retiring from the army and changing jobs have always been very strict. Not to mention the deduction, there is not even delay. In the early years, there was something wrong with the empire's economy, and the subsidies for disabled veterans were not very generous, and it was still the money that the old man himself put into it. If the old man who looked at the car retired a few years ago, all kinds of one-time subsidies together, it is impossible to be less than 200,000, daily necessities are covered by the civil affairs department, and there is a little pocket money every month. Living in the imperial capital may be almost impossible. But it is definitely enough to come back home and start a small building to enjoy Qingfu. ā
"Then does he have any troubles......" Xiaohui looked sad for the old man, and pulled someone's sleeve. said: "Do you want to go back and check?" Or...... Directly subsidize him? ā
"Check? Not necessarily. Yuwen Xiuce looked calm, how many veterans in the country are doing well? The root cause of this is not that it is not complete, but that it is too much.
"I told the old man about this problem when I was young, if you send them a sum of money directly, the more money you send, the more it hurts them!"
Xiaohui opened her mouth slightly. As his eyebrows went up, his eyes widened a lot, and he had an expression of disbelief on his face, as if to say, 'Hey, there could be such a thing?' ā
Yuwen Xiuce said sadly: "The old man didn't understand it at the beginning...... And then...... Then he beat me up for three days and three nights! ā
[Author: Three days and three nights...... Three more in the middle of the night. Don't stop dancing! ć
[Yuwen Xiuce: I really want to sing and start by myself! ] ć
[Bing Miao: Is this a problem at the beginning of singing? Or when you say that the old man beat you for three days and three nights, you sang the next four words?! ć
Get down to business!
Although Xiaohui couldn't understand what Xiu Ce said, the more money she sent, the more she hurt the veterans, but she still had the patience to calm down and listen to his explanation.
And even if it really hits...... You can't fight for three days and three nights......
One bullet solves the matter, what's the ink?!
Shooting is a maximum of five minutes, and it can't be swept up for a long time.
[Bing Miao: Actually, I'm looking forward to you being with Xiaohui...... How much this saves me spiked shoes! ć
Yuwen Xiuce cleared his throat and continued, "The veterans have been in the military all their lives, although they have a bad temper, they are very emotional, and many of them are professional soldiers, except for those things in the army, there is no other skill, after returning to society, there are so many troubles that can be encountered!" ā
"To sum it up, it's nothing more than a few situations." Yuwen Xiuce shrugged his shoulders and said calmly.
"I'm a soldier myself, and I have a lot of bad problems, so I can't do anything but be a soldier. As soon as I retired from the army, I had a little money, and I had worked hard for so many years with Lao Tzu, could the country still ignore my thoughts, not make plans at all, and it didn't take long to squander the money, and then pretend to be pitiful and eat relief. ā
"Either that's because you're not a lady. Or you meet unreliable relatives and friends, or find the wrong partner to do business, or there is an unfilial child in the family, in short, the money will be wasted. ā
"It is also possible that because you have enough subsidies in hand, you will run to realize your ideals when you were young, or you are still unwilling to accept old age and want to make a career...... But the reality is so cruel, successful people don't want to be described in the book so much, and it's not a road to the dark, just rely on a lot of hard work. ā
"Although there will be differences in the details, it will come down to personal problems, or some disconnect between the individual and society."
Yuwen Xiuce sighed and asked Xiaohui rhetorically, "So, what can you do if you find out?" If he has a son who is unfilial and loses the family, can you still pluck the only seedling of the family? What if you give some more money? If the problem is not solved, no amount of money will be able to fill this bottomless pit. (To be continued.) )