Chapter 3, Financial Power

Chen Guohua couldn't help but smile.

These three sisters are really innocent and cute.

Throw away the newspaper wrapped in the iron box.

You can see that the small iron box is stained with rust, but it is cleanly scratched.

From the pattern on the surface of the small iron box, it can be seen that this thing should be a material box from the liberation period.

There are four big words on it: Labor is glorious!
After opening the iron box, you can see many large black tens and other banknotes, all neatly folded and lying in the box.

"Wow, that's a lot of money!"

Chen Xiaoyue's three younger sisters suddenly exclaimed, their eyes filled with light.

"Xiaoyue, how much do you count?"

Seeing how excited they were, Chen Guohua smiled gently and handed the box to them directly.

The three little ones quickly declined, saying that they would let the eldest brother do the counting.

"No, just count them."

Shaking his head, Chen Guohua said softly:

"Xiaoyue, you are the eldest sister in the family. From now on, you will have to take care of the two younger sisters."

"Although I am the eldest brother, I often live on campus. If there is an emergency, I may not be able to help you."

"So, from now on, you have to take on the responsibility of the eldest sister, do you hear me?"

After saying these words, Chen Xiaoyue suddenly felt pressure.

The childish face is full of seriousness and maturity, forming a strong contrast.

After some sorting, I finally determined how much money was in the iron box.

The total is 230 seven yuan, and there is no receipt or anything like that.

Just the cash.

But the four brothers and sisters Chen Guohua are already very satisfied.

The four brothers and sisters counted the items several times before finally confirming the amount.

After feeling satisfied, Chen Xiaoyue suddenly put all the money into the iron box.

Then she solemnly handed the iron box to her eldest brother.

"Brother, I will leave this iron box to you for safekeeping from now on."

She was reluctant to hand over financial power.

But very self-aware.

The three sisters kept their eyes fixed on the iron box.

Chen Guohua pushed the iron box back and said softly:
"No, the money has to be left to Xiaoyue for safekeeping."

"Don't refuse. The day after tomorrow is my father's seventh day. After the memorial ceremony, I have to go back to school to take the exam. It's inconvenient to carry around so much money. Who's to blame if I lose it then?"

"You three sisters are all at home, just stay the same as before."

In the past, Chen Guohua went to school and Lao Chen went to the mines. There were only three little ones at home, Chen Xiaoyue and the others.

Apart from the inconvenience of carrying so much money, the reason he didn't want to take charge was to give the three little ones a sense of security.

As long as the money is still at home, they are not worried that Chen Guohua will leave them.

Because going to school requires money.

On the contrary, when Chen Guohua left Majiafen with the money, weren't the three little ones afraid that he would pocket the money?
Maybe the three little ones don't think so, but they definitely don't feel safe inside.

Finally, it was Chen Guohua who had just traveled through time.

I haven't figured out my golden finger yet, so I don't want to take on so many things yet.

"Okay, brother, I will definitely take good care of the money."

Chen Xiaoyue, who was persuaded, was not happy about being in charge of so much money.

On the contrary, she looked serious.

"Well, we all believe you."

At this time, Chen Guohua gave this sister enough trust and comfort.

In fact, human growth often happens in an instant.Chen Xiaoyue has indeed grown up a lot after the family suffered such a catastrophe.

The matter of financial power has come to an end.

The day after tomorrow is the first seven days, so we need to pay homage to Lao Chen and purchase livestock.

Now that I have money, I feel more confident.

Chen Guohua went to the supply and marketing cooperative at the entrance of the village to order roosters and pork.

Naturally, the three younger sisters also went with them.

The supply and marketing cooperatives in the 50s did not sell many things, but they had a rich and complete variety.

Matches, salt, soy sauce, snacks, mountain products, etc.

However, you can’t see high-end and expensive things such as lip balm, watches, and clothes.

"Hey, the intellectuals are here?"

At the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative, Qian Dongsheng, who is in his 40s, looks as if he is 70 years old. His old face looks like a high slope of loess with crisscrossed ravines.

As the only high school student in Majiafen, Chen Guohua is always called an intellectual.

Some people even directly call him Wenquxing.

Without him, illiteracy is too common in this era.

Even though we have been working on literacy in the past few years, there are still fish that have slipped through the nine-year compulsory education, let alone literacy education?
"Uncle Qian, it's like this. My father will be the seventh child the day after tomorrow. He needs to order a rooster and two pounds of pork as tribute. Could you please help someone bring them back."

Chen Guohua said politely.

Five or seven years later, everyone cut off their tails, and each household could only raise two chickens, and there were requirements for male and female chickens.

Lao Chen's family originally raised two chickens, but after Lao Chen's accident, they ran out of chickens.

The first seven days are very important. It is the tradition of paying homage to the deceased, and naturally tributes are indispensable.

A few days ago, the four brothers and sisters of Chen Guohua were very sad, and they had to find the deposits, so they delayed it until now.

The supply and marketing cooperative is not like the city.

Roosters and pork are always on display, so you can choose from them.

Besides, now that unified purchasing and sales have been implemented, even if you make a reservation, you still need to get a ticket to purchase it.

Qian Dongsheng took the money and tickets and sighed:

"Alas, Lao Chen left too suddenly."

After chatting for a while, Qian Dongsheng said:
"Then you can come over tomorrow afternoon. The deliveryman should have brought the rooster and pork by then."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Qian."

Chen Guohua was still very polite, and suddenly pointed to the empty fishing net next to him and said:

"Uncle Qian, are you still collecting fish at this time?"

There are two rivers near Majiafen, namely Dashi River and Yongding River, as well as Qinglong Lake.

The adults and young people nearby would go to the river to catch fish and shrimps in their spare time.

If the harvest is good, it will be sold to the supply and marketing cooperative.

After the supply and marketing cooperative collects it, deliverymen will come regularly to bring fish, medicinal materials, mountain products, etc. back to the city.

In previous years, as a nerd, Chen Guohua actually did not like activities such as fishing.

What's more, Lao Chen's monthly salary of 28 yuan is enough for the family's food and clothing.

But now that Lao Chen is gone, of course Chen Guohua has to find a way to open source.

"Okay, but where can I catch fish at this time of year?"

Qian Dongsheng smiled and looked Chen Guohua up and down:
"You don't want to go fishing, do you? It's so cold outside, don't freeze your body, and the ice on the river is at least as thick as this cup. How can you go fishing?"

The cup in his hand is about twenty centimeters long.

"Okay, thank you Uncle Qian, I understand."

Chen Guohua smiled and thanked the other party, turned around and left the supply and marketing cooperative with the three little ones.

On the way back, Chen Xiaoyue and the others chattered about how to catch fish.

Their participation in this matter is quite high.

(End of this chapter)

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