"Lao He, we have also been friends for more than ten years, don't worry, I won't cheat you. I'll give you that number this year. ”

Old money sticks out his index finger.

"A hundred?"

"That's right, one hundred yuan and one hundred catties. How about it, my brother didn't cheat you. ”

Lao Qian had a bold look on his face, he stretched out his hand and patted He Changdao on the shoulder, but in his heart, he had a look of disgust, and he said to himself in his heart, "Lao He, Lao Tzu doesn't pit you, then I won't drink the northwest wind." ”

"Okay, old money, you're really interesting. These thirteen bags are what I want to sell. You go down the scales. ”

A trace of joy flashed across He Changdao's face. You know, last year it was only 9510 catties, and this year, when he heard Lao Qian say that, he thought it would fall, but he didn't expect it to rise by 5 yuan. It was a real surprise.

"Okay, then please carry it down to the scale."

Old Qian put the pip scale in his hand on the ground.

A trace of struggle flashed on He Changdao's face, but when he thought of his son, who was a graduate student, he directly threw this struggle out of his mind.

He picked up a sack and put it directly on the scale.

At the same time, his eyes were also firmly fixed on Lao Qian's face.

Even if he has thousands of reasons in his heart, but it is always the first time for him to do this kind of thing, and at the most critical moment, his heart is full of nervousness.

"113 pounds, okay, next bag."

Lao Qian took out a notebook, he raised his head casually, glanced at the sack full of rice, and then looked directly at the numbers on the electronic scale on the ground.

Then pick up the pen and write it down in the notebook.

He and He Changdao have known each other for more than ten years, and it can be said that they have a full understanding of He Changdao in their hearts.

He couldn't have imagined that He Changdao, an honest man all his life, would mix water into the rice.

"Yes, yes, yes."

He Changdao's heart was full of joy, he knew that he had successfully hidden the old money.

……

Ten minutes later

"A total of 1489 catties, Lao He, don't say that my brother is not interesting enough, I will directly make up a whole number for you, count 1500."

After Lao Qian counted the total weight of thirteen bags of rice, he said boldly.

"Oh, how did this work?" Seeing Lao Qian like this, a trace of guilt flashed in He Changdao's heart.

"Haha, Lao He, what are you polite to me. Here, it's 1500 yuan, you count. ”

Lao Qian smiled, took out 15 red tickets from his wallet, and handed them to He Xueqiang.

looked at the thin fifteen red tickets handed over by Lao Qian.

He Xueqiang took it with trembling hands, and he counted them one by one in front of Lao Qian, counting three times in a row.

Old money didn't care. He'd seen too many of them.

It can be said that this 1500 is He Changdao's entire first half of the year, with hard work, getting up early and greedy for darkness, sowing seeds, planting seedlings, and harvesting, and all the harvest in exchange.

It's more strange than He Changdao, and he's seen it a lot.

"Okay, thank you so much for the old money. I'll help you get into the car. ”

Seeing that there was no problem with money, a big stone in He Changdao's heart could be regarded as a complete fall.

"Thank you then."

……

At eleven o'clock in the morning, send away the old money that returned with a full load.

In the house, He Changdao changed into a neat tunic suit.

This set is only when he goes out, or does business, or friends and relatives have happy events and white events, etc., he is willing to take out the clothes he can wear.

"Old man, then you go early and return early, when you get to the township, don't be too picky, just eat what you should eat. Buy whatever you want, don't look at your son. ”

The old woman said bitterly.

"Okay, old woman, I'm not a fool, how could I wronged myself. I'm leaving, or I won't be able to come back before dark. ”

He Changdao stroked his wife's hair affectionately.

"Hurry up, hurry up, they're all old husbands and wives, and they're still so numb."

A hint of shame flashed across the old woman's wrinkled face.

"Hmm."

He Changdao stepped on the bicycle and rode directly in the direction of the township.

This bicycle has been around for almost ten years, and it was bought when his son went to junior high school in the township.

Along the way, although the road was bumpy, He Changdao was full of smiles.

The son is the pride of him and his wife for the rest of their lives.

As a lifelong mud leg, the son of a graduate student, almost the entire village envied him.

Moreover, his son also knows how to be grateful. In the last year, my son will come out for an internship.

When the time comes, he and his wife will be much easier.

Thinking about it, a smile of relief appeared on his face.

An hour later, He Xueqiang rode his bicycle to the township.

The environment of towns and villages is much better than that of small villages, and high-tech equipment in some big cities can also be seen everywhere.

Everywhere, there are various offline mobile phone stores doing publicity.

He Changdao glanced at it enviously. He thought to himself that when his son graduated from graduate school, he would also buy a mobile phone to play.

But for now, it's better to send the money to your son first, which is the most important thing.

He Changdao is familiar with finding the bank point. He ignored the ATM at the door and walked straight to the counter.

For an old farmer like him all his life, he is 10,000 uneasy about the kind of automatic deposit and withdrawal machine.

"Hello, Mr. He, are you here to send money again? This time, will you send your son a thousand? ”

In this township, there is not much traffic, and the bank counter lady has almost met He Changdao, who comes almost every month.

"Miss Yang, I'm going to trouble you again this time, it's the same account last time, but this time it's not a thousand, it's a thousand two."

He Xueqiang showed a smile on his face, and he took out the neatly folded fifteen red tickets in his jacket pocket.

Boldly counted thirteen and handed them to the counter lady.

At this moment, there was still a trace of stinginess on his face. It's exactly like a high-roller in a cabaret with a lot of money.

"Oh? Okay, Mr. Ho. ”

There was a hint of surprise on the counter lady's face. The township is not big, and he knows a little about the situation of He Changdao's family.

Over the years, he has only sent less, but never sent more.

This was the first time, which had to make her look at He Changdao one more time.

"Hehe, my son, he's got a partner."

As if he knew what the counter lady was thinking, He Changdao said to himself.

"Oh, that's a great event."

The lady at the counter suddenly revealed.

He Changdao has a graduate student's son, which is known to almost everyone in the entire township and nearby villages.

After a cup of tea

"Mr. He, I have already transferred it to you. Here is the bill of accounts, you take it. ”

The counter lady handed over a slip to print the payment information.

"Thank you, Miss Yang."

He Changdao took the order, he walked out of the bank, and walked towards a phone booth not far away.

He picked up the phone and skillfully dialed his son's mobile phone number, which he had dialed many times.

"Xueqiang, it's Dad."

(End of chapter)