Chapter 150

Back in the house, only Zhang qiankang and Huang Yanan were working, and the whole house was full of lottery tickets.

To avoid being seen, the gate is usually closed.

So far, the neighbors next door all know that most of the lottery tickets they are buying now are packed next door, and the room next door is full of lottery tickets.

At this time, Huang YA'NAN had already fully realized how big the business Zhang Qian Xiu was doing. He had already won hundreds of thousands of lottery tickets. Every one of them was worth hundreds of thousands of yuan!

In Huang Yanan's eyes, Zhang Qianxiu is not a simple rice shop owner.

Zhang Qianxiu's mind is much simpler. He doesn't want to do this at all. He will do whatever Zhang Qianxiu asks him to do. He never has any other mind.

Zhang Qianxiu closed the door and asked, "sister-in-law, how much have you done today?"

Huang Yanan said, "I made more than 10000 this morning."

Huang Yanan's answer is very vague, never like Su Yuwei. As long as she asks him how much he has done, she can immediately tell a number that is accurate to 1000 digits, because there are still some just wrapped and not counted on the table. One bag is 100 pieces, and there must be several hundred pieces. She can't be sure.

Zhang Qianxiu nodded and said, "when the girl is in the store, she has more than 100000 pieces in stock. Don't be too tired."

Huang Yanan's body has not fully recovered, so we should pay attention to this.

Huang Yanan smiles and says, "boss Zhang, it's OK. I'm much better now."

Zhang Qianxiu sat down opposite Huang Yanan and packed the lottery ticket together: "let brother Liu take you to the hospital for examination sometime, or you can know a specific situation."

Huang Yanan said: "this is not urgent. Old doctor Ge said that my physical condition is much better. I take these traditional Chinese medicines and go to the hospital for examination. Otherwise, I will have to go to the hospital for examination again at that time. The cost is not small."

Hearing this, Zhang Qianxiu couldn't help thinking of the welfare of the state-owned factory.

From a certain point of view, this era is really the era of workers. Almost all the directors of state-owned factories try their best to win over the employees. They never dare to go too far. If you go too far, one or two people can suppress it by force. If a large number of employees are dissatisfied and make trouble, they can only be investigated by the above authorities.

This situation has been going on for decades, and has begun to change over the years, because of the restructuring of state-owned factories and the rise of private factories.

Compared with those workers with medical insurance, the life of farmers and ordinary citizens is in dire straits.

Ordinary farmers struggle in the field for a year, and finally all the good ones have been paid. All kinds of taxes are too heavy for them to breathe.

Huang Yanan, who do not farm for a living and are not employees of state-owned factories, have a hard time. They dare not go to the hospital for any illness.

Zhang Qianxiu sighed and said: "nowadays, the life of ordinary people is too sad."

Huang Yanan looks at Zhang Qianxiu strangely. He doesn't know how Zhang Qianxiu suddenly sighs. In Huang Yanan's opinion, Zhang Qianxiu should have a good life.

However, Huang Yanan said: "yes! It's hard to make a little money. I dare not go to the hospital when I have a cold. I can't endure it any more. I only dare to take a little medicine. Like me, I've got such a big illness and I'm in debt. It's estimated that I won't be able to pay off in more than ten years. "

Zhang Qianxiu and Huang Yanan talked without a word, but time passed quickly.

At noon, Zhang Qianxiu and Huang Yanan said hello, and then went back to cook.

Now Zhang Lanmei has gone to Pengcheng, and Su Yuwei is going to start school. After signing up, she can rest for a few days. It's estimated that she won't have much time to come when the school officially starts.

In the future, Zhang Qianxiu can only cook by himself. These days, Zhang Qianxiu is thinking about inviting someone to take charge of cooking.

I went to the market to buy vegetables. I went to the store to have a look. Huang enquan and Liu Biao were both here. These days, I recruited two rice delivery workers. One of them was introduced by Liu Biao and was his relative.

Zhang Qianxiu didn't want this kind of introduction. If it becomes bigger in the future, it's easy to form a gang. However, Zhang Qianxiu is optimistic about Liu Biao's character, so he won't say anything more and let him come.

After chatting with Huang enquan and Liu Biao, he rushed to Shude hall to cook.

As soon as he walked into Shude hall, Zhang Qianxiu saw Zhang Aibing and Hu Jine. He was stunned. He reacted and said in surprise, "Mom and Dad, how are you here?"

At this time, Zhang Aibing was not pleased with his son. He said with an iron face, "let's have a look at Mr. Ge."

Ge Qingshan sat on the edge, smiling, but shaking his head slightly.

Zhang Qianxiu was choked when he came up, and immediately felt a little boring: "I'm going to cook."

Hu Jin'e was much better now. She immediately stood up and said, "I'll do it! This is about to start school, your father went to see your former head teacher, your head teacher said that you were admitted to the first middle school, and the admission notice was also brought to you, didn't you sign up today? Your father and I have money to send you Hukou book and admission notice. "

Then Hu Jin'e took the dish from Zhang Qian Xiu's hand and asked, "where's Wei Wei?"

After listening to his mother's words, Zhang Qianxiu was in a mixed mood. No matter what, his parents still love him: "sign up for school, go to school."

"That's just right. I'll tell you that Weiwei is a good child. Try to get along with her. If she wants to be with you, you'll find treasure." Then Hu Jin'e went into the kitchen with the vegetables.

Zhang Qianxiu took a look at his mother's background. Walking is really sharp. There should be no problem in cooking.

"Your mother is very well. Come and sit down." Ge Qingshan said to Zhang Qianxiu.

Zhang Qianxiu went over and sat down on the side.

Zhang Aibing had a green face and didn't know who to show it to.

Ge Qingshan poured a cup of tea for Zhang Qianxiu. Zhang Qianxiu learned etiquette and tapped twice on the table to express his gratitude.

Ge Qingshan said, "Qian Xiu, your parents came here, and they also want you to go to school. Today, they start to sign up. What do you think?"

Zhang Aibing also looked at Zhang Qianxiu to see what he meant.

Zhang Qianxiu didn't plan to go at the beginning. At this time, he saw his parents coming. At a certain moment, he really wanted to sign up.

But after thinking about it, he decided not to go. He admitted that reading is very useful, but it takes too much time to go to school, and the time is not free. He must have enough free time, so it is impossible to have so much time to go to school.

Zhang Qianxiu said, "master, I still won't go."

"You..." Zhang Aibing heard this promise, and his anger came up immediately.

"Love soldiers!" Ge Qingshan patted Zhang Aibing on the arm, indicating that Zhang Aibing should not get angry.

Zhang Aibing had no choice but to bear it down and said bitterly, "Uncle Ge, tell me about it. He has done a few small businesses. He doesn't even read books. Reading is the way out."

"Besides, when can't this business be done? No matter how bad it is, I can help him keep the shop! After reading, people will respect them anyway, don't you think? "

Ge Qingshan quietly listened to Zhang Aibing's words and said with a smile, "Aibing, in fact, you have mistaken the purpose of reading."

"Reading is not to be respected by others, but to learn knowledge, to be sensible, to understand morality, to be ambitious, to be loyal, to be able to serve the country and the people, and to be able to cultivate one's morality and family."

"This is the purpose of reading."

Zhang Aibing couldn't understand this, but he still nodded: "what you said is, but anyway, he must go to study?"

Ge Qingshan nodded slightly: "it's good to read."

But Zhang Qianxiu said, "I can also study outside. I definitely want to study in University. I want to study by myself."

Ge Qingshan puzzled to say: "you do not study, how do you test university?"

Zhang Qianxiu explained helplessly, "I can learn by myself."

"How do you learn to do it yourself? If you can learn by yourself, what else do you want the teacher to do? " Zhang Aibing said discontentedly, "you must go to school. If you don't go, you don't go back. I don't have your son."

Zhang Qianxiu has been immune to this threat from his father. He always says "go away" and "I don't have your son". At the beginning, Zhang Qianxiu still feels sad, but now he doesn't feel anything at all.

Zhang Qianxiu didn't want to explain so much to his father. He didn't understand and didn't speak at all.

When GE Qingshan saw that Zhang Qianxiu was silent, he said: "Qianxiu, I know the headmaster of No.1 middle school. You go to report your name, and I'll tell him. You can come out when you have something to do. You don't need to have a class. You can go there when you have time. You can make up for the courses you left behind."

Zhang Aibing said quickly: "Mr. Ge, it's not possible! How can he keep up with so many classes when he comes out and goes back

"Other people's children study there every day, and they come out every three to five to do business. That's not possible."

Ge Qingshan was also helpless with Zhang Aibing's persistence, explaining: "I will arrange time for him to make up for the courses he left behind. I know the headmaster of No.1 middle school, and there are also acquaintances in the Education Bureau."

After hearing this, Zhang Aibing put a snack. Thinking of his son's attitude, it's better to go than not, so he said, "that's OK. Zhang Qianxiu, you'll sign up later."

Zhang Qianxiu looked at the master in doubt, but he didn't know whether the master really knew him or whether he wanted to reassure his father.

Ge Qingshan nodded slightly to Zhang Qianxiu, indicating that Zhang Qianxiu agreed.

Compared with his father, Zhang Qianxiu actually listens more to the master now, because the master is more reasonable. The master just makes decisions for you recklessly and thinks it's for your own good.

Zhang Qianxiu had no choice but to promise: "I'll go then!"

"That's all right. I'll go to No.1 middle school later and talk to the headmaster." Ge Qingshan turned his head and said to Zhang Aibing, "Aibing, don't you mind?"

Although Zhang Aibing still has some dissatisfaction, his son is willing to go to school, which is very good: "Mr. Ge, I have no problem, as long as he is willing to go to school."

"All right, that's it! What's the harvest like this year? " Ge Qingshan immediately opened the topic.

Speaking of the harvest, Zhang Aibing shook his head again and sighed: "the late rice has not been harvested yet, but it depends on the situation. It's just as usual. After paying the agricultural tax, there is nothing left."