The Notre Dame system is arrogant again

Chapter 429
There are still more than ten days until the Chinese New Year, Zhao's work has stopped first, and Boss Zhang probably won't be able to work for a few more days.

Sitting on the kang, Mrs. Zhao counted the money with a smile on her face.

Zhang Xiaohua lay there watching, and couldn't help saying.

"Mom, you've already counted five or six times, you still count!"

"It's more than five or six times. The first time I got the money, I counted it for a day!"

After counting the last penny, Mrs. Zhao happily looked at the pile of small coins with a satisfied face.

"One day!" Zhang Xiaohua was surprised, "How much is that, I told you to count a day?"

There are always several thousand texts, right?When Zhao Shi was still so rich?
"51 words."

Mrs. Zhao put the copper coins into the purse one by one, pausing every time she took a penny, fully enjoying the touch of money.

"It's only 51 papers!" Zhang Xiaohua was speechless, "Mom, you still count so long for such a small amount of money!"

"That was the first time I saw so much money..." As he spoke, he became depressed again, "It's a pity that your father will hand it over to your grandma after counting. I never counted money again."

"What kind of money is that, why did you give it to my grandma?"

"It was given by my natal aunt. Your father said that the married family ran out of money, so he told me to give it to your grandma."

Zhang Xiaohua smiled.

"Mom, do you regret it?"

"Regret? No, I don't regret it." Zhao thought for a while and said, "It's just that now that I think about it, why am I so stupid? I don't even find a place where there is no one to count the money. If your father didn't see it, I don't have to pay the money." gone."

"You're wrong. Even if you didn't tell my father to see it, you would have handed it over when you heard that the family had no money."

Zhao smiled wryly.

"It seems so."

"Now, you won't do such a stupid thing, will you?"

"That's right, I earned it all by hard work. For this little money, my fingers are calloused, and I won't give it to anyone if I am killed!" Zhao said this with a smile on her face. Kind of murderous.

Who said that women are only possessive of men, and possessive of money is no worse than men!
"This is 320 Wen, and here is the 110 Wen that your father gave you last time. I plan to deposit all of it in the bank." Mrs. Zhao packed the money and said, "I asked them, and they said that it is safe to store in the bank, so I want to save it in the bank." Give some money to the bank, but it’s not enough to put it on your body.”

Zhang Xiaohua thinks of modern banks. Although they have been criticized in various ways, compared to the ancient times where saving money requires spending money, modern banks still have interest, which is good.

"Mom, why don't you let me stay here, I don't want your storage fee."

Mrs. Zhao gave her a blank stare.

"Mom, why don't I give you an extra penny every month? How about you letting me not only get no storage fee, but also earn an extra penny?" Zhang Xiaohua didn't give up.

Of course, Mrs. Zhao refused.

Zhang Xiaohua sighed, she had done so much and solved some problems, why did her parents still treat her like a child?Look at those novels, whether the protagonist is three years old or eight years old, he will be able to take charge of the family in a short time. If there is any problem, the parents will ask, baby, what do you think?
In comparison, my own mix is ​​bad enough!
Mrs. Zhao didn't know what Zhang Xiaohua was thinking, and thought that the children wanted the money she earned, just like she did when she was a child, so she left Liuwen.

"These two coins are for you, and the rest is for your elder brother and second brother. This is earned by mother. You keep it. Don't waste it. I will give it to you after mother earns money."

Zhang Xiaohua looked amused at Zhao's solemnly putting the two Wen coins in her hands.

But still look happy.

"Well, thank you mother, I won't spend it recklessly, I will save it, and when my mother makes money for me, I can save a lot of money by this time next year!"

Mrs. Zhao laughed, but then she remembered something, became worried again, and sighed.

"Can mother still come out to work?"

This is a problem.

Zhang Xiaohua inquired, this place does not open until the [-]th day of the first lunar month after the Chinese New Year. During this period of time, most of the gatherings are at home. Otherwise, they would not have bought a large number of New Year's goods before the new year.

There is only one exception, and that is the brothel, where there is no division of festivals, and even the business will be even hotter during the festival, but can Mrs. Zhao go to that place?
She doesn't care, it's nothing to do with normal work, but Mrs. Zhao will definitely not agree.

Also, there is no such saying in Kyoto. After all, it is under the feet of the emperor, and the business of the store is more prosperous as the New Year comes.

There are many dandies in Kyoto, and the New Year's Day is the best reason for them to have fun.

But can Mrs. Zhao go?
In addition, after the new year is the time for relatives and friends to visit each other. There are many relatives in the Zhang family, and they will welcome and send them off. Not to mention anything else, they need a competent manpower to eat and drink.

It’s not like modern times here. When guests come to the restaurant, they don’t need to cook or clean up. They just need to bring their mouths. You will be exhausted at the end of the day!
With the coolie of the daughter-in-law, the mother-in-law will certainly not let it go.

Speaking of it, New Year's Eve is the most tiring time for women!
"Mother, why don't we go to Kyoto, where there is work, every year and year after year."

Zhang Xiaohua rolled her eyes and seduced Mrs. Zhao.

"Mom, let me tell you that you can make more money in Kyoto than here, and then you won't be counting copper coins, but silver! Just imagine, if the white money is thrown in front of you, doesn't that feel better than counting?" How much better are copper coins?"

Mrs. Zhao reached out and tapped her forehead.

"Little girl, why are you so crazy? You still go to Kyoto, why don't you go to heaven!"

"I want to go to heaven too, but I can't. Besides, it's not like I haven't been there before. My brother and I have been there. Mother, have you forgotten? Let me tell you, mother, there are many places to eat and play in Kyoto." , only what you can't think of, what it doesn't have!"

In the end, Mrs. Zhao was not tempted, which made Zhang Xiaohua feel that she had failed again.

In the evening, Boss Zhang came back, and his work was over. This is a hurry to go home. Do you want to encourage Boss Zhang?
Zhang Xiaohua was thinking about it.

After dinner, Boss Zhang soaked his feet.

"When will the big cow and the second cow have a holiday?"

"I heard from my brother that it's only two days, soon." Zhang Xiaohua said.

"That's good, wait for them to go home together."

Mrs. Zhao didn't say anything, just sat there and took care of her hands, that is, rubbing oil on them.

I don't know where this oily flower is extracted from. It is similar to the hand oil of the modern 80s and [-]s.

Boss Zhang saw no one to talk to, so he talked about other things.

"I went to his uncle's school today."

Zhang Xiaoshu's school is different from Zhang Daniu's school. The former belongs to the strengthening class for the college entrance examination, while the latter is the elementary school for enlightenment and literacy.

Mrs. Zhao still didn't speak, Zhang Xiaohua asked.

"My uncle is studying there, where is my aunt? What is she doing?"

"I was just about to say that I didn't see your uncle. When I inquired, I said that your uncle left after studying there for a few days."

"Gone? Where did you go?" Mrs. Zhao couldn't help asking.

"They said they went to Yuezhang's house."

"My aunt brought my uncle back to her mother's house again!" Zhang Xiaohua was surprised.

"It's still growing up in my mother's house." Mrs. Zhao muttered.

Zhang Lao Dao.

"Go back and don't talk about this."

"Who cares to say this!" Mrs. Zhao wiped her hands and got up to go out.

(End of this chapter)