Chapter 1220 Control group in the 1990s (29)

On this day, Jiao Dongmei got angry and beat her son for the first time.

 In the past, her son was her darling, and she was reluctant to scold him, let alone beat him.

 This time it’s really exciting.

 When have you ever seen your son rolling on the ground over something? Is this still the well-behaved and sensible son before?

 She was so angry that she moved faster than she could think of, so she raised her hand and slapped him.

Zhou Tao was stunned for a moment, and then he started crying again. This time, the cry was so loud that everyone in the whole building heard it, not to mention the whole floor.

Ma Chunfang, who was preparing to go out to the night stall in a single room on the first floor, went out to take a look in surprise, and came back and said: "It's weird, weird, weird! Jiao Dongmei actually beat her son! She used to show off to me how well-behaved and sensible her son is. , What kind of evil did you commit this time to be beaten like this..."

I didn't expect that this was a "blood case" led by Sister Xu Yin.

Xu Yin was teaching her younger brother to write his name when he heard this and said: "It seems that he did something really bad that made his parents angry. But don't worry, Mom, if we, Xiaoxiao, dare to do anything bad, we don't need you and me to do anything bad." My dad plays mixed doubles, I can teach him a lesson by myself..."

 Xu Xiao: “…”

Thinking of his uncle's bruised and swollen face, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. He quickly hugged his sister's thigh and said, "Sister, I must be good."

Xu Yin nodded with satisfaction: "Just be good and practice your name well. Don't go to elementary school and still can't write your name."

"It's too difficult..." Xu Xiao chewed on the newly sharpened pencil holder, fretting over the complicated strokes of the character "潇", "Do you have to give me such a difficult name to write? Can't my name be Xu Xiao? I know small characters. Write."

Before Xu Yin could speak, he shook his head and rejected the request: "No, no! They obviously know they should laugh at me. Xu Xiao, Xu Xiao, is short and has a small head..."

Xu Yin couldn't help laughing when she heard him talking to himself alone.

Xu Xiao turned around and asked: "Sister, what are you laughing at? By the way, sister, can you teach me kung fu?"

 “What kind of effort?”

"Just..." Xu Xiao was about to say that he had beaten his uncle that day, and immediately stopped the car. His sister didn't know that she had seen her beating her uncle, "It's okay, it's okay."

Xu Yin raised her eyebrows, hiding a secret at such a young age?

 It seems that I need to pay more attention to my younger brother's movements in the future, so as not to fall back into the old plot path accidentally.

Recently, more and more laid-off workers have come out to set up stalls, but everyone is still in harmony. The things they sell are as different as possible. For example, you sell wontons and I sell dumplings; you sell noodle soup and I sell noodle soup; you sell soy milk and I sell soy milk. They sell spicy soup...only cakes, including Xu's sesame cakes and sauce-flavored cakes, are here, but no one dares to try them.

Xu's cake stall has made a name for itself in this area, attracting waves of diners. About 70% to 80% of these diners have become repeat customers, and the remaining 20% ​​to 30% are not because Xu's sesame cakes or sauce-flavored cakes are not good. Eat, but because it’s too troublesome to go there.

 This small road between the gate of the machinery factory and the employee compound of the iron ore factory started with the first stall in the Xu family and has developed to the current twenty or thirty stalls, forming a well-known morning and night market.

The morning market mainly sells breakfast, and occasionally there are a few stalls selling vegetables, fruits, eggs and duck eggs freshly picked from the fields; the night market is more abundant. Since Xu Yin took the lead in selling daily necessities, some people followed Xu Yin's example and went to the wholesale market. There are those selling goods, including clothes, shoes, socks and hair accessories, rice, flour, grains, oils and condiments, children's toys... there are all kinds of goods.

After his younger brother started school, Xu Yin went to help his uncle run a stall in the morning, because the business was really good in the morning, and he couldn't do it alone. In the evening, he didn't buy as much cakes for food as in the morning, so he could do it alone. Xu Yin put it in front of his house. Street stalls.

 There is no cheaper stall selling daily chemical products than hers. Small profits but quick turnover, business is pretty good.

Under the supervision of his niece, Ma Jianbing honestly sold cakes at a stall. During the two-month summer vacation, he really paid off the installments owed to Luo Ge as he wished.

In September, after the primary and secondary schools near the textile factory started school, business was better than during the summer vacation. Not only did Luo Ge get paid 400 yuan that month, he actually had a surplus of about 100 yuan, which made him happy.

“Uncle, don’t forget to pay back the last installment of one thousand and one cents before the year.” Xu Yin poured a ladle of cold water on him in time, “I will keep this hundred for you.”

 Ma Jianbing: “…”

　Okay, the niece is doing it for his own good.

 Besides, there are still eight yuan left, so at least my pocket is no longer empty. "Work hard! When the debt is paid off, you can save up enough to marry a wife!" Xu Yin patted her uncle on the shoulder.

Ma Jianbing went out of the stall happily.

 After sending her uncle away, Xu Yin began to settle this month’s salary for the couple:

“Comrade Ma Chunfang’s salary this month is 300, and his bonus is 20, totaling 320; Comrade Xu Wuyi’s salary is 300.”

 The couple are very happy.

Even though many breakfast stalls have been opened this month, Lao Liu and his family said that business is much worse than at the beginning, but their own business has not been affected much and is as prosperous as ever.

"Dad's salary is still deposited with me. This is the interest from last month." Xu Yin took out an envelope with 12 yuan in it and gave it to his dad as pocket money. He also gave him a plastic water cup with a strap and went out. When setting up a stall, you can fill it with water for drinking, and screw on the lid to prevent it from spilling.

Ma Chunfang felt like she had eaten a lemon, and her tone was sour: "Why are you only buying it for your dad? I'm thirsty too."

“Dad lent me money to purchase goods. This is his interest and dividends.”

　　　…”

Ma Chunfang curled her lips: "Lending it to you is like giving it to you for free. Do you want it back in the future?"

Xu Yin opened a booklet and showed it to her: "This is the pension plan I made for my dad. Now his monthly salary is deposited with me, and I pay him interest and occasional dividends. The dividends for one quarter are Water glass, save it for a year and replace it with a watch for my dad. After his fiftieth birthday, I will give him a thousand yuan a month as a pension."

"One thousand per month?" Ma Chunfang opened her mouth in disbelief, "You will be married by then. If you want to give it, can my son-in-law agree?"

"There's nothing I can't agree with. Dad supports me now. When he gets old, of course I will provide for him to live a good life."

 Ma Chunfang: “…”

This means that she is not using her salary to support her daughter’s street stall business, and she will not be able to get a penny from her daughter in the future? Heartbroken!

 But I couldn’t say anything to refute.

After all, my daughter is now the head of the household, and she is responsible for all the household expenses. The money earned by the couple belongs entirely to themselves.

 In fact, even if you hold it in your hand, there is very little extra money to spend. At most, you can give her some money when you go back to visit me.

But after knowing that she had money, her sisters had been asking her to pay off her brother's debts. They said that her brother still owed a lot of money to the villagers. They urged them when they saw her. Some of the words were unpleasant. If she continued like this, soldiers would come. Finding a partner is difficult.

As soon as Ma Chunfang heard about the impact on her brother's search for a partner, she wanted to wait until this month's salary was received to collect enough 1,000 yuan to pay off the debts of those in the village for her brother.

Originally, if the man was willing to hand over his salary to himself, he wouldn’t have to wait this month. But he didn't know where to put it, so he insisted on depositing the money with his daughter. With just a little interest, there was nothing to save.

●Only did she find out today that not only is there interest every month, but there are also dividends every quarter and year. After the age of 50, she can receive one thousand a month. She was a little hesitant with envy.

Xu Yin tried to persuade him while the iron was hot: "Mom, it would be better for him to handle uncle's debt by himself. He has gone through the hard work of setting up a stall and doing business. Paying off the debt by himself will make him feel that he owed so much for gambling in the past. Excessive debt is such a ridiculous waste and not worth it. If you pay it off for him, he won't feel that way. Maybe the pressure on his shoulders will be relieved and he will go back to his old business of gambling."

Ma Chunfang trembled: "Yes, then am I not harming him? Your aunt and the others are really, wishing that your uncle was not good... Okay, then I don't care, I will keep this money for you! You When my aunt and others asked me, I also had a reason, saying that I was borrowed by you to do business."

Although Ma Chunfang was heartbroken, she thought about the retirement plan her daughter had made for her husband. She gritted her teeth and took out all the money she had saved in the past few months: "Here, Mom gave all the money to you!"

Xu Yin was also happy and gave her a drinking glass on the spot.

Ma Chunfang happily held the cup and showed off to the man: "Look, I just deposited the money with my daughter, and she gave me a cup. Unlike you, I have to wait three months."

　　　…”

 What's there to show off?

 Did your daughter not tell you? I deposited my first month's salary with her, and she gave me a bottle of good wine.

 (End of this chapter)