The group returned to their new house, Gu Mingkun said. "I'm staying here with He Beichen tonight!"

"No, this bad guy has been caught, it's okay!" Zhao Xiaoli said.

"That's two catches, so how do you know there won't be another two?" Gu Mingkun asked uneasily.

Zhao Xiaoli said. "The people in the village are not so bad, that is, Chen Zhengyi's character is not good."

"That's not going to work, I'm not at ease." Gu Mingkun said.

Gu Mai persuaded him. "Mother, otherwise, let my father and He Beichen live tonight, let them live with Xiaoyu, anyway, the house is enough to live!"

Zhao Xiaoli was unwilling. "That's not to let people talk."

"Tomorrow there must be a lot of people who pay attention to Widow Ma and Chen Zhengyi, and no one will talk about Niang. Dad, let's stay with Brother Beichen tonight. Otherwise, it's too late, go to bed early, and you'll have to set the cabinet tomorrow morning. ”

Gu Mingkun gave a daughter a satisfied look, this time the daughter still did something good.

Early the next morning, Gu Mingkun and He Beichen got up very early and started working while it was cool.

Zhao Xiaoli made cornmeal paste and salted cucumbers.

The cornmeal batter has a grain aroma, and the cucumber is refreshing and delicious.

Such a combination also makes people have a great appetite.

"We'll make do with it in the morning, and we'll make braised pork for you at noon." Zhao Xiaoli said.

"Mother, you're doing so well, aren't you afraid of going bankrupt?" Gu Mai asked with a smile.

"You can't eat poorly, you can't wear poor, and you can't calculate to be poor." Zhao Xiaoli said with a smile.

Gu Mai said. "No, it should be said that you can't eat poorly, you can't wear poor, and you don't have to make money to be poor. Niang is a miracle doctor of this generation, and she is also a non-agricultural household registration, and she receives the same salary as a national worker, how can she be poor, right? ”

Zhao Xiaoli smiled. "You'll say."

Gu Mai said. "Mother, give me the money, I'll buy you pork."

"Okay." Zhao Xiaoli took out five yuan from her trouser pocket and gave it to her daughter.

Gu Mingkun said. "I think Xiaoli, you better deposit the money in the bank quickly, otherwise what if you lose it."

"That's done." Zhao Xiaoli said.

Gu Mingkun looked at He Beichen again. "Xiaohe, please accompany them for a while, otherwise I won't worry."

"Good!"

Zhao Yuhao said. "Then I'll help break the cabinet!"

"Okay!"

He Beichen looked at the cabinet that had come out of shape and said. "The particleboard I want can be delivered to the town today, I'll go to the town to pick it up, I don't know if I can borrow a donkey cart!"

Zhao Xiaoli said. "I'll go talk to the village chief in a moment. It just so happened that we went to town to save the money as well. ”

"Good!"

In this way, after eating, Zhao Xiaoli went to the village to borrow a donkey cart.

At nine o'clock, the three of them went to the town in a donkey cart.

The backer is a big town, and the town is still very lively, with shops, supply and marketing cooperatives, restaurants, and cold drink shops.

They first went to the bank and went in to deposit money.

The bank staff never expected that a country woman who looked inconspicuous would come up with two thousand yuan at once. "Is this Murakami's money? Which village is it from? Say it and write it down. ”

Zhao Xiaoli entered the bank for the first time, and she didn't understand what it meant. “……”

Gu Mai said. "It's not public money, it's personal, it's called Zhao Xiaoli!"

"Did you bring the hukou?"

"Brought it." Gu Mai handed over the red household registration book.