Some people made a fortune during the reform and opening up.
Especially in the part of township enterprises, there are quite a few with hundreds of thousands of net worth.
But Zheng Shuqin has never met such a person who can come up with 1 million cash. 1 million, the salaries of the employees of the entire provincial construction institute will not cost 1 million. Can personal wealth support the entire provincial hospital?
This number is beyond the imagination of the couple.
It was because it was too unreal, Zheng Shuqin preferred to believe that Xia Xiaolan was bragging, and did not want to admit that Xia Xiaolan had so much money. Hmph, the cowhide was blown so loudly that the old man was taken aback. Let's see how it ends in the future!
This 1 million made Zheng Shuqin's talk a big disappointment.
She didn't discuss Xia Xiaolan's starting a company anymore. Such things are too illusory. Why not talk about something practical, such as the pile of things in the living room on the sixth floor.
Zheng Shuqin pushed Mao Guosheng hard:
"Xiao Xia respects so many things, can the old man eat them? They are very stingy, don't eat them if they are rotten, what a waste! There are Maotai wine and Zhonghua tobacco, Mao Guosheng, what did you do in the Provincial Construction Institute? For many years, I haven't been able to enjoy the treatment of these special offerings. You are worthless as a son-in-law, and I have no face in my natal family. I don't care. You go and ask for two bottles of wine and two cigarettes, so that I can also honor the grandpa of the child If you look at me like this, if you want to drink and smoke, you can ask for more! Anyway, if you don¡¯t want it, it might be cheaper for others.¡±
Zheng Shuqin meant something, talking about the other sons and daughters of Mao Kangshan.
Why did she and Mao Guosheng want to take care of the elderly at close range, but let others take away the benefits?
The parents-in-law are usually stingy, but they are actually in Zheng Shuqin's arms.
What to do with so much money when you are old, you should save it, and it will be her and Guosheng's in the future.
Anyway, she and Guosheng live downstairs. If anyone takes a needle from her in-laws' house, they can't hide it from Zheng Shuqin's eyes!
Mao Guosheng didn't speak this time.
He was still thinking about what Xia Xiaolan said about changing houses for the second elder.
Mao Guosheng knew nothing about Xiaoxia's family background except that Xiaoxia was a student of the Huaqing Department of Architecture.
Xiao Xia said so casually, did he really not know the leaders of the Provincial Construction Institute?
How could it be so simple for a young girl who casually puts 1 million on her mouth!
In addition to being curious, Mao Guosheng was also a little in awe.
Even a little ashamed.
Even though Zheng Shuqin kept nagging, he didn't let go this time and went to the sixth floor to beg for things.
Xia Xiaolan's words seemed to have magical powers, and they kept echoing in Mao Guosheng's mind, making his face feel hot.
On the third floor, Zheng Shuqin didn't achieve his goal, and the couple had an unpleasant fight.
At the same time, on the sixth floor.
Mao Kangshan and Aunt Song were also talking about Xia Xiaolan.
Aunt Song first reviewed herself:
"Old Mao, I was confused today. I shouldn't have agreed to go out with Xiao Xia, so I didn't want to embarrass you?"
Aunt Song was very disturbed.
She and Mao Kangshan had an arranged marriage, she was uneducated, and the words she knew were taught slowly by Mao Kangshan after they got married.
Having given birth to five children, he has been busy with family affairs all his life and has never worked.
However, Mao Kangshan is a leading figure in the architectural circle. Not to mention the professional knowledge related to architecture, Mao Kangshan can also speak Russian and English, which makes Mrs. Song look up to her all her life.
Mao Kangshan is still in a hurry.
When a husband and wife get along, if both of them are tough, they can't live a life. Mao Kangshan has a quick temper, and Aunt Song is soft.
She is used to giving way to Mao Kangshan everywhere, and looks at her husband with admiration.
Mao Kangshan wanted to scold someone, but Aunt Song dared not persuade him.
Mao Kangshan wanted to be frugal, and Mrs. Song felt sorry for him eating boiled noodles.
What about yourself?
She felt that she had had a good enough time.
Mao Kangshan saw Aunt Song's expression in his eyes, no matter how hot his temper was, he couldn't say a single serious word. Can he accuse Mrs. Song of being confused and coaxed by Xia Xiaolan's sweet words? Mao Kangshan still has a conscience, he can't say it.
"Nothing, we just happened to go see what Xiaoxia is doing in Pengcheng. She wants to start a company. I promise to find her a relationship, but I can't let her mess around outside under my name. You promised just right, we will go there in person Pengcheng will be relieved to see it!"
Mao Kangshan tried his best to speak lightly, and Aunt Song was really happy:
"Then we're really going to Pengcheng? Tomorrow I'll get some money out of my passbook at home. It's not good."It's called Xiaoxia to spend money. "
Aunt Song looks very kind, and when she is happy, the few wrinkles on her face are smoothed away.
Seeing his wife happy, Mao Kangshan also blamed himself.
Xia Xiaolan was right in saying something, while he and his wife can still move, they should go out for a walk.
He now suspects that there is something wrong with his saving strategy.
Eating white boiled noodles to save money now, and saving the money for the old woman in the future, what good food can she eat if she has lost all her teeth?
Perhaps, he made a mistake!
He should spend half of his salary and save half No, spend one-third, save two-thirds. Having been an iron rooster for several years, Mao Kangshan couldn't change his frugal habits for a while.
Aunt Song said to withdraw money, Mao Kangshan did not object, but refused to admit defeat:
"What kind of money is taken, and where the master goes, of course it is the filial piety of an apprentice."
Aunt Song did not argue with Mao Kangshan, but pointed to a pile of things in the room:
"The third daughter-in-law has been thinking about how to divide these things in the house for a long time. You need to come up with a charter. You are not allowed to smoke and drink. What about fruits and other food? Do you want to break it up for the children?"
Mao Kangshan snorted:
"Guo Sheng's daughter-in-law can't stand on the stage, and Guo Sheng is also timid. He only dares to ask you for things. If they have the ability, they will come and ask me for it. Let me tell you, things are not allowed to be divided. Xiao Xia said filial piety to make up for you. You should take a good supplement. What about red dates and royal jelly, you can start eating them tomorrow!"
Aunt Song was worried.
She followed Mao Kangshan all her life, and never thought that she would worry about too many good things when she was old.
What Lao Mao said was angry, even if other things are not given, can the fruit be kept for a long time?
A box of melons and a box of pears are only eaten by her and Lao Mao, and they won't be able to finish them in half a month. What's more, if you're going to Pengcheng soon, you won't have time to eat it. Forget it, the old man in the family is angry, who let Zheng Shuqin drag Guosheng over during lunch, but he didn't wink, and made Lao Mao angry
The Mao family talked for a long time, and the family building of the Provincial Construction Institute could not hide secrets.
Every family is discussing the rare affairs of the Mao family. It is nothing to pluck an iron rooster, but Mao Kangshan, which is smelly and hard, has turned his head and is willing to accept gifts and even a closed disciple.
What everyone talked about the most was Xia Xiaolan's origin.
Including Vice President Zhong of the Provincial Construction Institute, after listening to his family talk for a long time, President Zhong didn't pay much attention:
"It's none of our business that Mr. Mao is willing to accept apprentices? It's just right that someone restrains his energy so that Mr. Mao won't scold people everywhere in his old age."
Dean Zhong thought he didn't care about his own business, but early the next morning, before he went to work, someone knocked on his door.
When he opened the door, there was a young man holding two boxes of things, calling Dean Zhong's name, leaving the things behind and leaving.
How dare Dean Zhong accept it!
"Come back, what are you doing, how can you throw things around."
The young man offered a cigarette to Dean Zhong: "It's not about throwing things around, but I want to trouble you with something, and I'll give you some cheap souvenirs. It's Comrade Mao Guosheng from the Provincial Construction Institute. I want to help him ask for leave. I have something to do." If you want to trouble himmaybe ten days, maybe more than half a month, please trouble Dean Zhong for convenience." (Remember this website website: www.hlnovel.com