Xiaobao's mother was stunned by Qiao Xi's words, "What are you talking about?" Give us back the money for the dead chickens? ”

Qiao Xi rode back from the town, his breath was a little panting all the way, he wiped the hot sweat on his face, and nodded: "Yes, I went back to the city this time to get money for everyone, and now I can pay everyone the money." ”

"So you went back to the city to get the money!" Xiaobao's mother covered her mouth and laughed, and quickly got out of the way of the door, "Secretary Qiao, please come in, it just so happens that there is dinner at home, you must not have eaten yet, sit down and eat together." ”

"No, I've run out of money, and I'm going to go to other chicken farmers." Qiao Xi politely refused.

Entering the back room, when Xiao Bao's father saw Qiao Xi coming, he quickly put down the chopsticks in his hand, got off the kang and handed over a chair.

Qiao Xi waved his hand, rubbed Xiaobao's head eating on the kang, and then took his shoulders off.

The zipper was opened, and there were stacks of sorted banknotes inside, which shocked Xiao Bao's father, "Secretary Qiao, what are you doing here?" ”

Xiaobao's mother interjected with a smile: "Secretary Qiao is here to compensate us for the chicken money, hehe, she is really a bodhisattva!" ”

Qiao Xi first found the receipt for registering the dead chickens and handed it to Xiaobao's mother, "This is the number of your dead chickens, and next to it is the amount of money I calculated for you according to the current market price, can you take a look?" ”

Xiaobao's mother scratched her hair and said embarrassedly: "I'm really not good at math, I'll go find a calculator." ”

Xiao Bao's face fell, reached out and snatched the computer she found from the drawer, and said angrily: "What's the matter with you?" How can our dead chickens make Secretary Qiao compensate, what is the matter with other people's affairs? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the big guys? ”

Xiao Bao's mother's face was full of flesh, and she snatched the calculator back, "Secretary Qiao didn't say anything, what are you talking about?" Besides, it's not just to compensate our family, she will pay for all the chickens, who will gossip about us? ”

Xiaobao on the kang saw his parents quarreling, and opened his mouth to cry in fright.

Qiao Xi hurriedly signaled Xiaobao's parents not to quarrel, hugged Xiaobao in her arms, and coaxed her for a while before she stopped crying.

Xiaobao's mother picked up the computer and calculated, and after a while, she looked up at Qiao Xi, "Secretary Qiao, the amount is right, exactly 1,300 yuan." ”

Little Bao's father sighed helplessly, walked to the side and lit a cigarette on a chair.

Qiao Xi rummaged in her bag and found a stack of money, which was wrapped around white paper on the outside, and it was the name of Xiaobao's family written on it.

These are all calculated by Qiao Xi at home, so that they can be distributed to chicken farmers when the time comes.

Xiaobao's mother spit a little on her fingers, counted the money handed by Qiao Xi a few times, and said with a smile: "Secretary Qiao, this money is not too much, not too much, just right!" ”

Qiao Xi handed a notebook to Xiaobao's mother, and said patiently: "If the amount of money is okay, write a receipt on it for me." One family at a time, the province left a certain family behind. ”

"Okay, of course." Xiaobao's mother picked up the pen and paper, and when she wanted to write, she looked at her man again, "Why don't you read the money again, there are a lot of fake money ...... now."

Xiao Bao's father was already holding back the fire, and when he heard her say this, he went directly to push her away, picked up the diary and wrote a receipt by the cabinet.

Xiaobao's mother shouted, "Look at you, I'm just worried that there is fake money, and I didn't say that Secretary Qiao must have given fake money, what are you not happy about!" ”

Qiao Xi was afraid that the two of them would quarrel again, so she persuaded a few words, picked up her backpack and left Xiaobao's house.

Her family sent the money over, and the people in the village were very surprised that Qiao Xi came to lose money, followed by a burst of happiness.

Qiao Xi stopped the bicycle, walked to the black wooden door in front and knocked lightly a few times, this is the home of the lonely old woman in the village, she has always regarded the chickens raised at home as a kind of companionship, when Qiao Xi came to clean up the chickens in the chicken pen, the old woman was sad for a long time.

It was already a little late, Qiao Xi thought that the old woman had fallen asleep, and just as she was about to leave, the old woman staggered out and opened the street door.

"Auntie, I'm here to compensate you for the death of the chicken." Qiao Xi was afraid that the old woman would see that it was her, so she closed the door directly and quickly explained.

The old woman was wearing a gray gown and gray pants with bound feet, and her eyes were not very strong in the dark, and she recognized Qiao Xi after watching it for a long time.

Qiao Xi took out the list of registered dead chickens by the moonlight, "Auntie, can you look at the number registered on it?" ”

The old woman muttered a few words suspiciously, and walked into the house with the list, and Qiao Xi followed in.

There was a dim light on the roof, an old-fashioned wardrobe, and an orange cat lying on the kang, seeing Qiao Xi meowing twice, seeing that no one paid attention to it, his head retracted again.

The old woman found her reading glasses and looked at the list for a long time, before she looked at Qiao Xi, "This is the number of dead chickens in my family?" ”

Qiao Xi took off the backpack and took out a stack of money from it, "Auntie, here is eight hundred yuan, which is the chicken money that was paid to you according to the market price." If you can calculate the money yourself, send me a receipt, if not, you can take the money first, and find a familiar person to help you calculate it tomorrow. ”

The old woman was a little stunned, hesitantly took the money in her hand, and kept looking at Qiao Xi.

Qiao Xi continued to rummage in her backpack, and then found a small tape recorder, "Auntie, you are boring at home, there are a lot of radio broadcasts in this tape recorder, you can listen to it when you have time." ”

She took apart the cardboard box on the outside and patiently taught the old woman how to plug in the power and how to tune the radio.

When the radio heard the sound of the radio, the old woman's wrinkled face relaxed.

"Auntie, I'll go first, and I'll come to see you tomorrow." Qiao Xi put on his backpack and walked out of the house quickly.

The old woman's reaction was a little sluggish, and after a while, she followed out with the money in her hand, "Secretary Qiao, you wait, wait." ”

Qiao Xi turned around suspiciously, "Auntie, what's wrong?" ”

The old woman walked over and stuffed the money into her hand tremblingly, "Girl, you can take this money, I can't ask for it, you don't owe me anything." ”

"Auntie, take it!" Qiao Xi stuffed the money back, didn't give her a chance to refuse again, ran away quickly, and turned around when she walked out of the street, "The big guy's chicken is dead, and I feel very uncomfortable." If you take this money, I feel more comfortable. ”

The old woman watched her figure disappear in front of the door, her eyes glazed over, and she murmured for a while: "This is a good girl, but it's a pity that the village broke her heart, this money is hot!" ”

The news of Qiao Xi's family losing money for chickens spread in the village, although it was late at night, most of the chicken farmers had their lights on, waiting for Qiao Xi to come to the door.

Qian Xifeng, the women's director, also heard this, and knocked on Zhang Shouye's door overnight, "Old village chief, Secretary Qiao has returned to the village, and she is paying for the dead chicken money with her family?" ”

"What?" Zhang Shouye was shocked, "What does the matter of dead chickens in the village have to do with her, and what kind of chicken money does she pay?" ”

Qian Xifeng said helplessly: "Old village chief, you don't know the people in our village, and you put the responsibility on her." She went back to the city this time to find money to compensate the big guys. ”

"They all took it?" Zhang Shouye hurriedly pushed the bicycle out and turned his head to ask.

"I should have taken it all!" Qian Xifeng was a little embarrassed, "This matter was told to me by my brother's daughter-in-law, Secretary Qiao has already gone to her house to repay the money, and she has accepted it." ”

Zhang Shouye stepped on the bicycle and scolded: "These bitches are raised, a college student from the city is wronged enough to come here, and they have to put money in, and their conscience is eaten by dogs!" ”

He knocked on the door of a chicken farmer, and they scolded each other. Especially when he arrived at Xiaobao's house, he was even more furious when he found that Xiaobao's mother was happily counting the money given by Qiao Xi.

"Xiaobao, damn it, aren't you afraid of lightning when you take this money? Staring at dead chickens one by one? That chicken was Qiao Xi who let you die? I raised the chickens to death, but I relied on others! How much did she Qiao Xi do when she came to our village? Please show you the wheat at the agricultural technology station, and the school will be built for you, and your little treasure will eat three free meals a day, and there will be a dilapidated house renovation ......"

Speaking of this one by one, Zhang Shouye's eyes were a little red, and he stomped his feet fiercely, "If this money is really compensated, it will also be paid to you by Zhang Shouye!" It's me who is blind and doesn't see you white-eyed wolves! ”