Break out of the courtyard

"I told you before, Mom asked you to hand over your salary, why did you give it to their family?" Zhang Cuiya tried to grab the money from Zhang Cuishan, but unfortunately failed, and said anxiously:

"Our mother said that if you don't pay your wages back home, I won't recognize you as my son!"

coming! As expected, he came here in advance to ask for his salary!

Seeing Zhang Heping looking at Zhang Cuiya with a half-smile but not a smile, Lao Zhang touched Xie Ermei, the mother next to him, and motioned to her to take his two grandsons outside to make trouble.

After Xie Ermei pulled the person out, Lao Zhang stopped Zhang Heping and talked about his idea of ​​opening a shoe repair stall.

Zhang Heping took out a big black ten and two industrial coupons from his salary and handed them over. "These coupons are used to buy tools. If they are not enough, please tell me. In addition, have you gone to the street to register?"

"Not yet, I want to discuss it with you first." Zhang Bing took the money ticket in surprise. He didn't expect his son to agree so easily.

"What's there to discuss? The seat has been chosen for you. It's just outside the wing next door, so we can help you move your things. When I find the bamboo, I will build a bamboo shed outside, put two bamboo chairs, and then weave the whole bamboo Toolbox and you’re ready to go.”

Zhang Heping said casually and went back to the right room, ignoring the two brothers' commotion.

Zhang Heping thought that he had done his best to his uncle's family, and the kindness of taking care of his two sisters ended with his eldest brother taking over the post.

From now on, it all depends on how the eldest cousin Zhang Cuishan chooses to deal with this relationship.

As for Zhang Cuiya, hehe... not all your relatives are close to you!

Middle courtyard, Jia's house.

"Huairu, with this salary, you can't support these three children at all!" At the Sifang table, Jia Zhang pressed her hands on the 3 yuan, stared at the 11 yuan and 5 cents in front of Qin Huairu, and patiently advised:

"Being Yi Zhonghai's apprentice will allow you to quickly be promoted to first-level worker, and your salary will double."

"To put it bluntly, if you didn't drag Silly Zhu until the day he couldn't find a wife, would he be willing to marry you, a widow?"

"Listen to me and put the ring on, and you won't have so many worries."

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Zhang Heping originally thought that Zhang Cuishan would compromise and hand over his salary. After all, Zhang Cuiya used the trump card of severing the relationship between mother and son.

However, when I came back from school in the afternoon, I found that my uncle Zhang Cheng had brought his third daughter, Zhang Cui'e.

Looking at Zhang Cuiya's swollen left face, it looked like she had been slapped.

"The third baby is back!" Uncle Zhang Cheng said hello to Zhang Heping beside the small flower garden and introduced his third daughter, "This is your cousin Cui'e, who is 4 months younger than you."

Zhang Heping grunted, dealt with it briefly, and then looked at the aunts queuing up outside the east wing door to receive food stamps. There were still three people who had been given out.

Zhang Heping went to take the radio out of the house, intending to play some sound, but unexpectedly, one of the plastic knobs for adjusting the station fell off.

When I picked it up and looked at it, I found that half of the straight cylindrical groove in the plastic knob was missing, and it was obviously broken by strong twisting.

Zhang Heping looked at Zhang Cuiya who was looking away from the flower garden, frowned and asked: "Where did the small piece of plastic that broke inside go?"

Zhang Cuiya pointed at the two little girls playing at Yan's house and lied: "Li Cuihua broke it this afternoon. Ask her!"

"Let me ask you!" Zhang Heping raised the plastic knob with his left hand, pointed the index finger of his right hand at the middle groove, and asked coldly: "Where is the broken piece of plastic?"

Snapped!

Uncle Zhang Cheng didn't give Zhang Cuiya a chance to quibble. He slapped the second child on the back and said angrily: "Go find him!"

Zhang Cuiya searched around the vegetable cellar for a while before returning with a small piece of black plastic.

"It's Li Cuihua who threw it over there!"

Zhang Cuiya wanted to quibble, but Zhang Heping ignored him and took the plastic knob and the small piece of plastic to the small coffee table in the north. He only heard him say to Zhang Bing who was sitting by the coffee table mending his shoes:

"Master Zhang, please use your cobbler glue to stick it on for me."

After Lao Zhang glued the broken plastic piece into the plastic knob, Zhang Heping went back to the house to find a needle and thread, wrapped a layer of the cylindrical groove in the plastic knob, then applied some glue into the groove hole, and inserted it The radio is on.

The FM works fine and the radio still works, it's just a minor issue.

Grandma Xie Ermei was beside the flower garden when she heard the radio blaring, and she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

When she saw her second grandson destroying the radio in the afternoon, she was really shocked. It cost more than 100 yuan.

The eldest son Zhang Cheng slapped the second grandson Zhang Cuiya for this.

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During dinner, uncle Zhang Cheng rambled on for a long time, which can be summed up as follows:

He and his wife had a conflict over their eldest son's salary!

His wife brought him the second son, and he was against it.

Ma Xiuzhen didn't want to get involved in her elder brother Zhang Cheng's family affairs, so she went to the sewing machine to make clothes.

The two sisters were not interested in listening and took Zhang Cui'e and the two little girls outside.

Grandma Xie Ermei, father Zhang Bing, and uncle, father and son, all looked at Zhang Heping who was still eating.

"What are you looking at me for?" Zhang Heping took a sip of water and said calmly: "Our family and the uncle's family have been separated. It is not my turn to make irresponsible remarks about the uncle's family."

"Oh, that's right!" Zhang Heping seemed to have just thought of something and asked doubtfully: "I listened to the news on the radio last week. The country has imported several more batches of grain. Is the production team back home still short of food this month?"

Zhang Heping didn't ask his uncle and second aunt if their family was short of food, but asked about the production team, which made Zhang Cheng hesitate.

"No!" Zhang Cuiya said without even thinking, "We want to borrow more food this month."

Zhang Heping said noncommittally: "My dad and I will call the commune in my hometown later and ask if someone in the production team has embezzled grain."

"No! No need!" Zhang Cheng was a little scared of the township commune. He had been detained by the township commune for a few days because he had to apply for the household registration transfer form for his eldest son, so he hurriedly said: "Don't listen to Erwazi's nonsense. The production team this month... "

Zhang Cheng suddenly couldn't talk anymore. If he said that the production team was not short of food, his family would have no reason to borrow food, and then he would have to take his mother and fifth daughter back.

"As long as there is no shortage!" Zhang Heping said calmly: "Although my father sent living expenses and food every month when my two sisters lived at my uncle's house, this favor still needs to be repaid."

"Now that my cousin's job, household registration, and food allowance have been secured, does this favor count as repayment?"

Faced with Zhang Heping's indifferent expression, Zhang Cheng glanced at the frowning third brother Zhang Bing and the complicated-looking second sister Xie, and nodded heavily: "Forget it!"

"Zhang Cuiya!" Zhang Heping looked at his second cousin with his hair parted and said coldly: "Listen clearly, my family doesn't owe your family anything! Let alone you!"

"Whenever you come to my house from now on, be polite and respectful! Remember to call my parents when you see them! Otherwise, don't blame me for falling out!"

Zhang Cuiya pursed her lips and said disdainfully: "You don't owe anything if you say you don't owe it. Do you think you are..."

Snapped!

"Shut up!" Zhang Cheng turned around and gave his second son Zhang Cuiya a slap, "Get out, you have no right to speak here!"

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