In the courtyard, everyone is afraid of the little boy who is so smart!

Seeing that Cheng Hai still had no reaction, He Yushui's eyes turned red and her voice was already a little tearful. She raised her head slightly, looked at Cheng Hai eagerly, and continued to plead:

"Brother Hai, if you really think that this time's expense is too high, let's do it next time. Next time we come, I will definitely not be picky. I can spend a night at the train station. I will definitely follow your arrangements. Don't take it to heart."

After He Yushui's earnest words fell, Wang Jianguo seemed to be struck by an electric current and came back to his senses in an instant.

He thought about it carefully, a trace of regret flashed across his face, and he realized that what he had just said was too harsh, like a blow to Cheng Hai, which might have made Cheng Hai feel uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Wang Jianguo's heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly raised his foot and strode forward, his face full of guilt and uneasiness. He said to Cheng Hai:

"Brother Hai, I...I really didn't mean that. You know I'm young and impulsive. Sometimes my mouth is faster than my brain, and I blurt out words without thinking."

"Maybe that's not right. If you're unhappy, you can scold me, but don't argue with me. If you get sick from anger, I'll be guilty."

Wang Jianguo's voice trembled slightly, his eyes were full of regret, and he thought Cheng Hai would scold him.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Hai just waved his hand gently, and his broad palm drew an arc in the air, directly interrupting Wang Jianguo's speech.

Cheng Hai raised his head slightly, his eyes showing some self-reflection and open-mindedness, and said calmly:

"No... Jianguo, please don't say that. I've thought about it carefully and I think you're right. It was me who got stuck in a dead end and didn't realize the problem."

"We are used to being frugal on a daily basis, which is a good thing. Moderate frugality is definitely a virtue. It can help us save money and live a stable life."

"But if you are too frugal like I did just now, regardless of the occasion and the actual situation, you will appear petty in the eyes of outsiders, and if you are not careful, people will look down on you."

Cheng Hai paused for a moment, looked down at his uniform representing the supply and marketing cooperative, his expression became more solemn, and then he said:

"Especially in my current capacity, I am representing the supply and marketing cooperative when I go out to do things. Our supply and marketing cooperative has a lot of weight in the hearts of the people."

"Everyone expects us to do a good job and allocate materials properly. If I were outside, I wouldn't pay attention to food, clothing, housing and transportation."

"If others see us being sloppy and stingy, they will probably criticize the supply and marketing cooperative and think that we have no strength and are unreliable. That would have a huge impact."

"I can't bring discredit to the supply and marketing cooperative because of my momentary confusion."

Cheng Hai narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression showing some self-reflection. After he finished speaking, he paused, as if trying to sort out the habitual thinking in his heart for many years.

After a while, he raised his head, his eyes showing a hint of determination and hope for self-change, and continued:

"But...but you also know that my thriftiness has been with me for more than ten years, like a callus growing on my body."

"You can't just peel it off, you have to polish it slowly and modify it slowly."

There was a hint of helplessness in Cheng Hai's voice, but more of it was the determination to transform.

Wang Jianguo stood aside, staring at Cheng Hai without blinking, his ears perked up, not missing a single word.

Hearing Cheng Hai say this, his originally frowned brows instantly relaxed, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, and his eyes were full of relief.

"Brother Cheng Hai, I am so happy that you think this way. I am so happy."

As Wang Jianguo spoke, he walked forward excitedly, held Cheng Hai's hands tightly with both hands, and shook them vigorously.

"Just now my heart was in my throat, and I was afraid that what I said would be too harsh and make you angry. Now it's better that you understand this."

Wang Jianguo let go of his hand, patted Cheng Hai on the shoulder, and his tone became increasingly gentle, like a caring little brother.

"It's okay. We are not in a hurry. It's impossible to change habits overnight. Just take your time. Just one thing. When you go out in the future, don't be afraid to spend money. Spend what you need to spend."

"There's an old saying that goes, the most painful thing in life is to die without spending your money. We can't let this make ourselves suffer, right?"

Wang Jianguo's eyes were full of sincerity, and his words were like the warm spring sunshine, shining into Cheng Hai's heart.

He felt more and more that it was a blessing to have a sober and considerate companion like Wang Jianguo by his side during this trip.

When He Yushui heard the unfamiliar old saying, her small eyebrows instantly wrinkled into the shape of the Chinese character "川".

His eyes were full of doubt and curiosity. He blinked and tilted his head to ask Wang Jianguo:

"Brother Jianguo, where is this old saying from? I have lived in our area since I was a child, and I have heard a lot of idioms in the streets, but how come I have never heard of this one?"

As she spoke, she took a few steps towards Wang Jianguo, looking determined to get to the bottom of the matter, as if she would not give up until she got to the bottom of it.

Wang Jianguo was caught off guard by this sudden questioning, and his mind was racing.

But for the moment, I really don't know how to explain this slightly sarcastic saying in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping himself. After hesitating for a few seconds, he simply put on the dignity of a brother and said to He Yushui:

"Children should not ask about social matters."

There was a sense of unquestionableness in the tone, trying to end the topic there.

When He Yushui heard this, she playfully stuck out her tongue at Wang Jianguo, her cheeks puffed up slightly, and she pretended to be angry and said:

"Huh, you always talk about me. You always treat me like a child. It's just an old saying, so mysterious."

As she muttered, she gently patted her waist with her hands, and a hint of fatigue appeared on her face.

"I'm tired. I'm going to rest."

After saying that, he walked briskly back to his room to rest, and before closing the door, he did not forget to make a face to the outside.

Cheng Hai stood aside and witnessed the little interaction between the two. He couldn't help laughing and then said:

"Let's take a break. We've been traveling all day and we have an important inspection task tomorrow. We need to get enough rest."

After listening to this, Wang Jianguo nodded in agreement. The two of them tidied up briefly and lay down to rest.

The room gradually became quiet, with only the occasional sound of wind coming from outside the window accompanying them into sleep and gathering strength for tomorrow's busy day.