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Chapter 30 I still don't understand

After the topic of borrowing money, the atmosphere suddenly cooled down, and Zhang Xingwen stopped asking Zhang Zhong about his work.

After chatting about other things, the atmosphere became warm again.

Zhang Zhong is also a little more relaxed, just sit by and watch them chatting.

Pengpeng was lying on the sofa watching TV from the beginning to the end. She didn't seem to care what the adults said, and she didn't pester Zhang Zhong like usual.

After listening for a while, Zhang Zhong felt a little bored, so he got up and left to go to the kitchen to help his mother prepare dinner.

With so many people and a table of meals, she must be too busy alone. The two sisters-in-law have no intention of moving their buttocks to help. As a son, Zhang Zhong should come to relieve his mother's pressure.

"What are you doing here? Go and chat with them. You can't help here." Hu Huifang was frying fish, holding a spatula and waving at Zhang Zhong.

Zhang Chong didn't respond with a smile, but picked up the garlic and began to peel the garlic.

"I can still use it for some odd jobs. I can't understand the uncle and the others chatting. Just let Dad accompany them."

"I don't understand anything. It's either Zhang's parents or Li's family. I don't think you want to hear it. Your uncle's words are not virtuous, and one sentence can kill people. Don't be angry if you can't hear it at a young age. From the left If it goes in through the ear, it should come out through the right ear, don't make things difficult for your father."

"Oh, I see."

Zhang Zhong lowered his head and carefully peeled the garlic, but he laughed in his heart. After all, Comrade Hu Huifang should be the one who gets angry easily.

Uncle and the others said that he would not be angry at all.

Even the matter of borrowing money just disgusted him because he didn't want to hear him talk about himself, it was too noisy.

People are different. Listening to Pengpeng, even if she said ten thousand or one hundred thousand sentences, Zhang Zhong wouldn't even frown, but he didn't want to listen to a word of his uncle Zhang Xingwen.

And after Zhang Zhong went to the kitchen, he became the topic of everyone again.

"Second brother, your Zhongzi seems to be a different person. I remember he was not like this before." The third aunt said.

Zhang Xingjun was stunned, "No, isn't he always like this?"

The third aunt shook her head, "No, he used to speak so slowly like now."

The uncle also said, "Well, and he seldom spoke before, and he didn't say anything when asked."

"After all, I'm 28, and my daughter is already old, so she can still be the same as before."

Everyone nodded and looked at Pengpeng lying on the sofa. Perhaps the root cause of Zhang Zhong's change was this girl.

"When Chongzi was here, I didn't say anything out of concern for his face. I'll tell you between us brothers. He has been awake for more than a month. He wants to go out and adapt to society. What's the matter with staying at home all the time. A big man, if he doesn't go out to earn money to support his family, he will be destroyed sooner or later."

Zhang Xingjun quickly said, "No, no, although he didn't go out, he has been working online, and I heard that his income is pretty good."

Not wanting to hear others say that his son is useless, Zhang Xingjun said a few words for Zhang Chong.

But Zhang Xingwen didn't believe it, "Just listen to him fooling around, he just woke up, what kind of money can he make online?"

"No fooling around, he said it very seriously, saying that he can earn more than 2 yuan a month."

More than 2 a month!
Everyone was startled, what is the concept of more than 2 a month?
Zhang Xingwen's son, Zhang Yu, was in his early [-] a month, which they all thought was a big deal.

After all, Jiangyang is a second-tier and fifth-tier city, with a per capita salary of just over 4000, and those with a monthly salary of more than [-] are rare.

Let’s say that Zhang Yu can’t get more than 1 yuan a month. After all, he is a newcomer, and his monthly salary in the company is only 1 to 1 yuan. It’s just that he took on some private work last month. It is more than [-] a month.

It's just that he doesn't have private jobs every day. He has average skills and can't take on too many jobs, so if he calculates normally, he can earn an average of seven or eight thousand a month.

Does Jiangyang City have a salary of [-] yuan?Unless you are the boss.

This was what Zhang Xingwen and the others thought. After all, the people they came into contact with were ordinary working-class people, not to mention those entrepreneurs, and they had never even come into contact with gold collars.

What Zhang Yu thought in his heart was that the supervisor of their department has been working in it for more than ten years, and he is already a big hand, and only [-] a month, and it is still before tax...

His first reaction was not how powerful his cousin was, but that his second uncle was bragging.If it is possible to work online, he himself takes private jobs online, but with Zhang Zhong's level five years ago, it is impossible to receive big jobs and do small jobs, which can cost two to three thousand a month.

"Second, do you believe this too? Twenty thousand, how much money can you make by opening a shop and guarding it all day long? He makes twenty thousand by squatting at home?" said the uncle.

"Yes, second brother, we all understand that you wish the child well, but don't entertain us." The third aunt clapped her hands and laughed, looking at her as if she had heard a big joke.

Seeing that they didn't believe it, Zhang Xingjun became a little anxious, "I'm serious, my son really told me that. He never lied since he was a child, and he wouldn't use this to lie to me and the fuck."

"Second brother, don't tease us. Just now Zhong Zi said that he was worried about Peng Peng's tuition. He can really earn more than 2 yuan. Do you have the 9000 yuan?"

Yes, everyone suddenly remembered what happened just now.Isn't this self-defeating? I just said that tuition fees are hard to pay, and now I say [-] a month. This is a lie.

"He was just now—" Zhang Xingjun suddenly stopped talking in the middle of his sentence. He couldn't say that his son just said that on purpose just to gag them.

"Anyway, I trust my son." Zhang Xingjun hummed.

"Second boy, it's useless for you to believe me. You can still get 2 yuan by then?"

The movement in the living room alarmed Zhang Zhong. His mother put the kitchen knife away and was about to go out to argue with them, but Zhang Zhong stopped her.

"Don't be impulsive, I'll go and have a look."

The voice was very soft, but it had an unquestionable power. Hu Huifang paused, and really stood there as if she had been given a body fixation technique.

Zhang Zhong walked out of the kitchen, pursed his lips, and frowned slightly.If Zhang Zhong's subordinates on Earth saw his expression, they would definitely know something bad was going on, because it was a sign of going crazy.

Long has Nilin, and Zhang Zhong's Nilin is his parents and Pengpeng. No matter how much they mock and humiliate him, he can laugh it off, but he can't bear to treat his father like this again and again. .

"Uncle."

Zhang Chong called out heavily.

Everyone looked over.

Zhang Zhong frowned and said slowly.

"I just said about borrowing money, but I just wanted to save you from saying a few words. I thought you could understand it at such an old age, but I didn't expect that I overestimated you. You didn't understand at all. One It’s true that I earn 2 yuan a month, but I don’t need to prove anything to you. Speaking of it, it has nothing to do with you. Are you right? Everyone came to eat today, and my parents are very happy , I hope everyone will be more restrained, if you make people unhappy, please hold it in your stomach, and wait until you walk out of this door."

(End of this chapter)