Meng Youyou bought four meat buns with food stamps, ate two by himself, and put the remaining two into a handbag, planning to take them back to Wu Qingmei to eat.

After filling his stomach, Meng Youyou rode his bicycle to another supply and marketing cooperative in the county seat, bought two bags of concentrate feed for the little piglets, and spent two yuan and six cents.

A bag of twenty catties is said to be able to eat for about a week, and two bags are almost half a month, Meng Youyou plans to see the situation in half a month.

I also saw that I had bought some daily necessities for the family, which were not worth much, but the miscellaneous ones were put together, and it also cost Meng Youyou more than five yuan.

If the money is used for other things, she may be reluctant, but to improve their lives, Meng Youyou feels that it is worth spending.

Meng Youyou is happy to buy things, but Meng Gui is not happy to sell things here.

"Forget it, then you can give two yuan for these things," in the end, Meng Gui compromised.

Pots and pans and covered clothes or something, the sum of seventy-seven-eighty-eight is too much, he picked up what he could use at home, and looked at the new things to pack, which was enough to fill three big bags.

He really couldn't take the rest away, he wanted to come over again tomorrow and take it home, but thinking of Mrs. Meng's words, he could only find someone next to him to sell it.

Unexpectedly, the money from others was too low, Meng Gui bargained with him for a long time, but in the end he couldn't get him to increase the price.

If you sell it, you can save a lot of money.

Meng Gui put the two yuan in his pocket, touched it, and found that the only five yuan he had left was given to Hu Tingting when he left the public security bureau just now.

Now he still had two dollars left from selling things, and after thinking about it, he still didn't want to go to lunch, so he only spent five cents to rent a wooden cart and think about pushing these things back.

But before he could go back, he had other things to do.

Depositing his things at the place where the cart was rented, he went to the supply and marketing cooperative, bought a bottle of wine for a dollar, and carried it to someone else's house.

"Lao Du, can your mother-in-law still teach people to learn how to cut clothes?" After some pleasantries, Meng Gui finally asked.

Lao Du glanced at him, "What's wrong?" Is your daughter willing to learn again? ”

Before, he clearly said that he would let Meng Gui's niece come to study, but he couldn't come a few days later, saying that he wanted his daughter to come to study, but there was no news when he waited.

In contrast, Lao Du is naturally dissatisfied, isn't this playing him like a monkey?

Meng Gui said bitterly, his face was ashamed, "What I said before didn't count, I really can't live with you." ”

He knew that he was going back on his word and doing things immorally, so he apologized cheerfully.

"Don't say these words," Lao Du knew that he was honest, and he didn't want to embarrass him, so he just said, "If you still have a girl at home to learn now, it's not impossible." ”

"That's really good," Meng Gui's heart fell to the ground and said happily.

Now I can go home and have an explanation.

"You listen to me first," Lao Du waved his hand, signaling him not to be too happy, "It's just that I have to charge fifty yuan for apprenticeship after I said thirty yuan before." ”

Since he told others that his daughter-in-law could teach people how to cut clothes, and those who knew each other and those who didn't know each other asked someone to come to him, Lao Du had hundreds of yuan in his pocket.

If you can make money, why not make more?

"Fifty?" Meng Gui was taken aback and said.

Originally, it was thirty yuan that was said before, but now it has become fifty yuan, and Meng Gui can already predict how Mrs. Meng will react without going home, and can't help but shrink his neck.

"Yes, and there is no time for this month, and we have to wait until August," said Lao Du, "there are several girls in the front row, so we have to go in order, right?" ”

Meng Gui licked the corners of his mouth, thought for a while, and said, "Shall I go home and discuss it first?" ”

He didn't work now and couldn't make money, and he only had a few cents left in his pocket, and he couldn't directly agree to the extra twenty yuan.

Lao Du sighed and didn't say much, "Cheng, if you want, it's best to pay the money in a few days, so I can queue up for you." ”

In fact, he and Meng Gui are not particularly good friends, but they are a little pitiful when they look honest, they are always bullied openly and secretly, and they don't know how to resist.

Besides, it's a fool not to make money if you have money, and Lao Du doesn't want to miss an opportunity to make money.

"Cheng," Meng Gui agreed.

As he thought, when he came home sweating profusely with the cart, he was greeted not by the cold and warmth, but by Mrs. Meng's anger.

"Fifty bucks? Why do you want another fifty dollars? Mrs. Meng couldn't believe it and asked loudly.

When she said thirty yuan before, she was reluctant to pay this money, but she didn't expect that now it has risen by another twenty yuan, and Mrs. Meng only feels that her heart hurts.

Those black-hearted.

"There are too many people who learn to cut clothes, and they say that they have paid fifty yuan, and the time has to be arranged until August," Meng Gui found a stool and sat down, explaining.

He was so tired now, hungry and thirsty, his lips were cracked and peeling, and he wanted to drink but had little strength to get up.

Glancing at the other three people in the room, he found that it was not appropriate for him to ask anyone to pour him a glass of water, so he could only struggle to get up by himself.

"Mom, you agreed before," Zhang Guiqin didn't notice Meng Gui's movements, and only said, "No matter what, we have to learn a craft from Xiaoping." ”

Meng Fu followed Wu Qingmei's younger brother Wu Qingbai to learn carpentry, although he can't take over the job independently, but he can still earn a bowl of food.

Zhang Guiqin can see that no matter what he does these days, he has to have money in his left and right pockets, and he can do whatever he earns, this is a smart person.

"Learn and learn, you know how to learn every day," Mrs. Meng said angrily, "If you want to learn at your own expense, I don't have any money." ”

In order to give Meng Youyou a retreat before, she was forced to give Zhang Yidao fifty yuan, and Mrs. Meng felt sad when she thought about it now, if she took out another fifty yuan now, it would be one hundred yuan before and after.

A hundred dollars, how many days does it take for her to save a hundred dollars?

"Mom, all the money earned by Meng Fu was handed over to you, and the food I earned in exchange for work was also eaten by you, why are you not happy when it comes to spending money?" Zhang Guiqin was very angry and asked.

She really hasn't seen anyone who searches more than Mrs. Meng, and it's not spending money on others, and her granddaughter is even reluctant.

In Mrs. Meng's heart, I am afraid that every penny in her hand can only be spent on herself, and others are all unthinkable.

"If you really don't want to, then let's split up too!"

Mrs. Meng didn't expect someone to propose to split up the family, and when she was about to speak, she only heard a loud "dong", followed by Meng Xiaoping's exclamation.

"Second uncle!"