I really just want to make money

Chapter 135 Worshiping God
Fallen leaves really need to get back to their roots. There are always very few people who work outside and settle down for a lifetime. More people earn some money and come back to build a house, and then rent a house outside to continue working.

Even working for more than ten or twenty years, there are many people who can't afford to repair a house at home, and can't save money, so they just reap a bunch of memories.

There is no definite number of people who come and go from a part-time job. Some people had a good relationship at the time, and even fell in love with each other. In the end, their memories will gradually fade away. Instead, the relatives and friends in their hometown will finally meet one day.

Hearing Kang Rushan's words, Zhang's father couldn't help frowning and said: "It's almost enough, I can't rely on Huazi alone!"

"That's true!" The old man nodded and said with a smile: "Huazi did a good job, I thank you on behalf of the folks!"

"Don't dare!" Zhang Hua shook his head and smiled, "There is really nothing to develop at home. Everyone has to go out after all. I can't do anything about it. Just take a look. If you need anything in the future, give it to me." Just say it, I will not refuse if I can help!"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the future, and I don't have a few years to live. In fact, I know that everyone can only have a good life if they go out. It's just that in the past two years, I have seen young and strong going out, leaving some old and weak at home. It's never a good taste."

The old man took a sip of his wine, and then said: "I, the village head, have led the big guys all my life, and when I am old, I always feel lonely when I encounter such a big market.

Those who were capable ran out, leaving some trash at home. I don't worry about other things, even if I die, I won't be able to find a successor! "

"You don't have to worry about this, the country will find a way!" Zhang Hua said with a smile: "If there is really no suitable candidate at that time, the higher-ups will find a way to transfer one for you!"

The old man smiled noncommittally, picked up the wine bowl and continued to drink, maybe because he felt uncomfortable, the old man inevitably drank too much, but the old man's wine was very good, and he would not be noisy if he drank too much, Father Zhang told him After a few words, he helped him into the house to rest.

After Zhang Hua finished his lunch, he went to the town to make a phone call, and asked him to send money by post. In this era, it is a bit troublesome to withdraw and remit large amounts of money, mainly because in many places, you can't send money at all.

If Zhang Hua wants to withdraw 30 yuan, he also needs to make an appointment. If Zhang Hua goes to the city to operate it, it will take at least two days to get it done. Originally, he wanted to take Kang Rushan to the city, directly apply for a bank card for him in the same industry, and transfer the money to him It's over, let him do the rest slowly.

It’s going to be mailed now, and it’s hard for Zhang Hua to find someone to handle it for a while. Rich people like Wang Chao and Xu Feng are too embarrassed to bother them. After all, Zhang Hua is worse than others. , In fact, I am making myself uncomfortable.

Ordinary people don't have that much money, Zhang Hua thinks about it, and Li Yiran is more suitable. First of all, just after the New Year's dividend, Li Yiran will definitely be able to take out 30 yuan, and he doesn't have to worry about Zhang Hua not paying.

Besides, Zhang Hua is not afraid to bother him, it doesn't matter if the status of the two is high or low, they are equal.

So Zhang Hua called Li Yiran's cell phone, and after a while, Li Yiran's voice came from the microphone.

"Hello!"

"Brother Li, hello, I'm Zhang Hua!"

"Ah Hua? What's the matter? Didn't you go to Ah Jun's house?"

"Well, I'm going back to my hometown now, like this, I want to invest some money at home, isn't it inconvenient, I want you to help me mail some money!"

"How much do you want? Tell me first, I don't have too many here!"

"Not much, only 30, don't worry, I'll return it to you when I come over in a few days!"

"Oh, 30, no problem, I'll mail it to you later, what's your address!"

"As for the address of my hometown, you can write the village head of our village, and the village chief Kang Rushan will accept it!"

"Are you giving it to your village?"

"Ah, what's wrong?"

"Well, if it's a public account, it seems that money can be given in the form of donations, which can be tax deducted!"

"It's not a corporate account, it's for private individuals. If it's a corporate account, the 30 yuan will be a lot of money. It's a matter of time before we can really get it. Two to three million yuan is not enough to make a fuss." heart!"

Now there is a shortage of money everywhere, if you really want to donate 30 yuan to the village, I am afraid that you will have to reach out your hand from nowhere.

"That's right, that's right, anyway, you don't care about it now, boy, okay, I'll get it for you later, by the way, tell me the address again, I'm too lazy to check the contract!"

"Okay, take your notes!"

Zhang Hua finished speaking word by word, and after confirming repeatedly, he was relieved.

After cutting the tops of the pepper forest in two days, Zhang Hua started to take Chen Jun and Chen Tao to ride around on bicycles. The two temples have a history of hundreds of years, and they are still well preserved inside, which is a bit worth seeing.

The Qingyuan Palace in the town has a history of more than 500 years, but the gods inside are somewhat confused. Before entering the hall, the second brother Guan is the master, and there are both Bodhisattvas and gods around.

Chen Jun was a little confused and asked, "Is this a temple, a temple or a temple?"

Zhang Qin said cheerfully: "It's nothing!"

"This is the temple, Chuanzhu Temple!" Zhang Hua smiled wryly, and introduced: "The temple of Chuanzhu Li Bing, the main hall is Li Bing!"

Several old men and women were ordering oil lamps inside. When they saw Zhang Hua and the others coming in, their eyes lit up and they shouted, "Light an oil lamp and pray for blessings. The Bodhisattva will bless you."

"How much?" Zhang Hua asked!
"It's only one yuan to light the lamp, and it's two yuan to write down the name!"

Zhang Hua nodded, took out 20 yuan, and reported everyone's names. Together with Chen Jun and his family, plus his cousin Liu Xue, they made up ten people.

Chen Jun said cheerfully: "I'm afraid the Lord Chuan will not bless you as far as Lingnan!"

The old lady who lit the lamp quickly said: "Whoever can be blessed, the whole country can be blessed!"

Zhang Qin curled her lips and said, "IQ tax!"

Zhang Hua smiled indifferently, and said, "For the poor, it's called IQ tax."

"What's that called for rich people?" Zhang Qin asked.

"I'm happy, I'm happy!" Zhang Hua smiled, and then stepped forward to bow to Guan Erye!

The old lady next to her hurried over to ring the bell.

Chen Tao asked curiously, "Why do you want to ring the bell?"

"Because I want to remind Erye Guan that someone here is worshiping him!" Zhang Hua said with a smile: "After all, Erye Guan has so many temples, it may not be able to manage it, even if it can be managed, let's ring the bell here, Guan Second Master, you can pay more attention to this side!"

(End of this chapter)