Du Xuze stuffed the fold into Zuo Ranjia's hand, and continued to say nervously: "The bonus issued by the unit is not fixed, I have more sports cars outside, and it may be less on weekdays, but it is higher than the salary, which is enough for the family's usual chewing."

Don't worry, from now on, as long as I have money for my livelihood, I will ask the guys to give me half of it, and the rest will continue to be invested in the production money.

You just have to be happy at home, have nothing to do shopping, read books and listen to songs, and you will never let you suffer at all. ”

Zuo Ranjia bit her lip, smiled brightly, and opened the passbook in her hand. This is a paper fold, on the front of which is written "Current Savings Passbook Huaxia People's Bank Kyoto Branch", inside a page is Mr. Mao's quotations, "It is not difficult for a person to do some good deeds, but it is difficult to do good deeds all his life, not to do bad things, to consistently benefit the masses, to always benefit the youth, to always benefit the revolution, and to work hard for decades as a day, this is the most difficult and rare!" Then there was a handwritten paper slip with a bank stamp.

The strong atmosphere of the times is coming, and at this time, the money people make is tightly enough, where will there be any surplus money in the bank? Even if you work hard to save some money, people's concepts are not ahead of their time, and they feel at ease in their hands.

She looked back from the beginning, and there was a running account in six or eight years, from the beginning of twenty yuan, gradually increasing every month, to one hundred and ninety-six yuan last month!

"Is the prize so much?" Zuo Ranjia was a little surprised, in this era, workers can be satisfied with a salary of thirty or forty, sixty or seventy is considered a high salary, and even the uncle of the Jin family as the head of the regiment is only more than eighty yuan.

Du Xuze shook his head and smiled, "It's a bonus, but it's just a hard money for me, my lord has done a good job, and I have got a lot of benefits, so I have to give my lord some broth to drink?" ”

Zuo Ranjia looked at the little bit of accumulation, the huge amount of 5,500 yuan in this era, Rao is she has seen the world and once had a million savings, and her heart still beat violently.

"I took 3,000 and gave it to a few godmothers and asked them to help Zhang Luoxia." Du Xuze explained the flow of 3,000 yuan in the passbook this afternoon, and said with joy and gloom: "Godmother has found someone, saying that the 21st of this month is a good day to marry." The solar calendar also happened to be in February, avoiding the month of Mr. Zhou's death. ”

Zuo Ranjia's face also quietly turned red, the seventy-five lunar calendar is the month of Runla, although the Chinese people use the Gregorian calendar when doing things, but some days such as marriage, burial, and birthday celebrations are still habitually according to the lunar calendar.

Mr. Zhou's death made the sincere and simple people very sad, and more than half a month has passed, and they still touch two tears from time to time. Everyone also moved the date of marriage from January to February in the Gregorian calendar to show respect for Mr. Zhou.

In fact, it is already the end of January in the 76th year of the solar calendar, and it is only five days before the 21st day of the lunar calendar.

"My father died very young, and my mother left the three of us siblings to form a family after giving birth to Kiki, and we are orphans without a father or mother. I have a few very good brothers, and their parents also treat me as if I were their own son, so I recognized a few godfathers and godmothers, and you will probably see them one by one in the past few days. ”

Zuo Ranjia nodded obediently, in the eyes of outsiders, Du Xuze's temperament was uncertain, and the scar at the corner of his eye also made him not angry and arrogant. But when she got rid of all distractions, she found that this man was a person who could make people's hearts hurt, and it was not easy and extremely happy to be cherished by him.

Du Xuze saw that she was listening carefully, and his tone softened and became brisk, and began to introduce a few friends, hoping that she could integrate into her life as soon as possible, and not only herself but also relatives and friends could also give her a sense of belonging.

Du Xuze is a very righteous person, and his previous life to be one of the top 100 companies in the international ranking has a lot to do with his personality and connections.

He has iron buddies around him who have worked together all his life, can be in adversity, and can also be rich and noble:

Liang Huanran, the grandson of the Liang family, is the deputy head of the regiment, with a straightforward personality and an extremely righteous personality; Lu Yasunaga, the precious son of the governor of Kyoto, is now the deputy director of the Ministry of Culture, and his calm temperament is the iron blood of a man; Duan Wenjian, the second son of the director of the garment factory, is a gentleman, and he doesn't have any big hobbies on weekdays, so he likes to follow behind Du Xuze; Feng Kunliang is a flour mill clerk, he was a fierce general under Du Xuze when he joined the army in his early years, and after he was discharged from the army, he was the only one who was Du Xuze; Pang Jingbo is a street scoundrel in the eyes of people, his ancestors were once imperial merchants, his ingredients are not good, and he will be discriminated against everywhere, he can only pretend to be a villain and protect the only little sister in the family.

The godfather and godmother mentioned by Du Xuze are the husband and wife of the Liang family, the husband and wife of the Lu family and the husband and wife of the Duan family, which can be described as powerful, powerful, powerful, and powerful, and rich, even in Kyoto, he can walk sideways. It's just that Du Xuze has always believed that what he earned with his hands is true, and he just calls him a godfather and godmother in private, and he still calls uncle and aunt in front of outsiders, and the deep friendship is not enough for outsiders.

"They are all very good people, saying that since you are married to me, you are their daughter, and the family does not need to hide when they speak, if they have anything to say, they will not break their friendship," Du Xuze finished speaking, seeing that Zuo Ranjia did not have a trace of annoyance on his face, he exhaled slightly, "You, if you don't like to associate with people, I will take you around every New Year's holiday." ”

Zuo Ranjia shook her head, put away the passbook in her hand and put it under the pillow, and said with a smile: "Brother Xu Ze, I used to be introverted and didn't like to talk, I always walked with my head down, it's not that I don't like to interact with people. It's that I'm not as lucky as Brother Xu Ze, and I met a close friend who shares hardships with wealth and wealth, and I envy you, really.

I know my uncle and aunt through your light, and it's too late to be happy, how can I be annoyed?

Besides, if I marry you, I can't let you lose face and make you in a dilemma. ”

Du Xuze's eyes were bright, he couldn't help but hold her hand, and his eyes were red with excitement, "Daughter-in-law, you are so good!" ”

Zuo Ranjia turned his head sideways, his hands were very large and his knuckles were distinct, and his palms and fingers had some thin calluses accumulated over the years, dry and warm, holding her could give him the greatest courage. In the big palm of the wheat complexion, it was her hand that had been as white and tender as a green onion for a month, and she didn't seem to hate it, and this earnestness swept away the heavy panic of the afternoon.

"Brother, sister-in-law, it's time to eat!" Du Xuqing roared in the courtyard, breaking the two people in the room whose ears were reddening.

"Let's go, let's eat," Du Xuze pulled Zuo Ranjia up from the bed, and took her right arm to the door.

But after a while, it was already dark outside, and the light bulbs in the hall were turned off, and the yellow light was shining in the twilight.

A large round table folded around was placed in the center, filled with maza and small chairs, and all the people they had not seen before were now there. Old man Du is still sitting in front of the gate with a stinky face, and on the left is Du Jialin, who came back from the shoe factory with a tired face, Du Xufeng, Du Xubo, Du Xuhong, Du Jinhan, and Du Jinxiang are sitting next to each other.

A table of rice bowls and chopsticks is Du Xuqing and Du Xuyuan helped Meng Guixiang to set up, each person in front of a coarse porcelain bowl with a few grains of rice soup, in the center of the table is a large basket mixed with black noodles and dry steamed buns, and then there are three kinds of pickles: salted dried radish, pickled cucumber, and bean paste.

However, Meng Guixiang deliberately cut two salted duck eggs, one each for the old lady, Du Jialin, Du Xuze and Du Xuhong.

Looking at the darkness on the table, Du Xuze's face sank.

Meng Guixiang clenched her chopsticks tightly and explained in a low voice: "Xu Ze, it's not that my aunt is reluctant to make good food. It's just that it's winter, and the grain and oil station only supplies cabbage and radish, and the amount is limited. My aunt was busy at home one day, but she didn't catch up.

Xu Ze's daughter-in-law, I have wronged you. However, there will be several waves of supply at the grain and oil station before the year, and my aunt must go early, let's grab cabbage, radishes and meat, and have a good year. ”

Du Xuze sneered, "The family has been together, and my aunt is indeed very busy. What is the real reason, he knows in his heart. He paid 40 yuan a month, plus 50 catties of food stamps a month, one catty of oil, two catties of meat stamps, and various industrial stamps that Meng Guixiang went to his unit to receive.

His third uncle, Du Jialin, can get 35 yuan a month for a third-level worker in the shoe factory, and a number of other bills.

The children in their families are all urban population, and they each have a guaranteed supply of food and clothing, so where will they end up with the same food as rural people? Other people who are not as good as them still eat steamed buns with Sanhe noodles and drink porridge.

His third aunt is going to make trouble!

Meng Guixiang smiled and smiled, sandwiched pickles for her youngest son and daughter, and nibbled on a bun that was quite stiff.

Du Xuhong chewed a few mouthfuls of steamed buns, secretly spit on the ground, only holding the salted duck egg yolk to eat, and then drank two mouthfuls of soup. His mother said that she gave him egg custard in the pot.

"Xu Ze, my aunt knows that you have two dollars on you, but you can't live a happy life, don't drink the northwest wind at the end of the month. Xu Ze's daughter-in-law, you are from the countryside, and you don't know the suffering of our people in the city. It looks like there is no need to farm in the wind and sun, and there is a supply every month, but where can that little thing last for a month? It's not that you can buy food with money, and sometimes you can't buy it, so you have to be considerate and considerate. Who knows that people who are brightly dressed outside don't eat bran at home? ”

"Auntie, my daughter-in-law doesn't need you to teach," Du Xuze slammed his chopsticks on the table and said unhappily.

The old lady trembled, this time he didn't dare to come out, his grandson is not easy to mess with, but he is still filial on weekdays, and he will give him a share of anything delicious. The scene of himself being scolded this morning is enough for him to remember for a long time, and the affairs of his children and grandchildren are their own trouble, as long as there is no shortage of food and drink for him. He is old, and he has to live a comfortable life.

Du Jialin was different, he also slapped his chopsticks on the table fiercely, with a gloomy face: "Xiao Ze, you are still a child of our Du family, this is your third aunt, your elder!" Don't bring it home like a jerk outside, can you forget your ancestors if you marry a daughter-in-law? ”

"Third uncle," Du Xuze glanced at him, and his cool appearance made Du Jialin sweat on his back.

But Du Jialin thought about it again, he was the third uncle, except that the old man was his biggest, and he couldn't say that he was a nephew? So he straightened up.