Chapter 817
Several people were too busy to calculate all of them until very late, and Zhao Xiaohu went home with a flashlight after eating supper at Zhao's house.

"You're finally back, there's hot water in the pot, hurry up and take a bath." Zhao Xiaohu's wife hurriedly said as soon as she saw Zhao Xiaohu came back.

"I'm hungry. I have the chicken cake I bought last time."

Zhao Xiaohu's daughter-in-law wanted to ask her husband what he was up to?
But after waiting for her man for too long, she soon fell asleep as soon as she lay down.

Hearing what was broadcast on the radio early in the morning, Zhao Xiaohu's wife knew what her man was up to last night.

"Didn't you say before that you will distribute the money after the corn is collected?"

She had asked her man before.

"There are a lot of people in the brigade who can't control their mouths. It's better to divide them up early."

Zhao Beibei didn't go to help the garment factory today, but followed his sister.

In summer, the dawn is early, and the harvesting of corn is even earlier.

But today the corn is not collected, but the money is divided, which confuses many members of the commune. Didn’t they hear that the money will be divided after the corn is collected?
But they still went to the drying yard.

"Line up to get the money, line up to get the money, and the family sends a representative, one by one." Zhao Zhishu and the team leader talked at the same time.

Zhao Xiaohu asked them to line up to sign one by one, and Zhao Jiaojiao and Lianqiao counted the money together.

"Where are my parents'?"

Zhao Zhishu snorted coldly, "You and your parents have separated. The money that belongs to your parents is of course yours. Next."

"Don't think that the cadres of our brigade are all blind, hurry up."

The aunt wanted to say something, but was pulled away by her man.

"Secretary, can I receive the money alone?" A skinny girl suddenly appeared and asked.

"Damn girl, what do you want to do?"

Zhao Zhishu narrowed his eyes slightly, "What do you want to do? Give it a try and see if you want to be invited back to your mother's house?"

The sister-in-law's arrogance dissipated immediately.

"Ms. Bamboo, look at your bamboo, and at the clothes of Mai, you can tell that you are biased."

"Can I take it myself?"

The captain and Zhao Zhishu looked at each other, "Do you want to take it yourself?"

Mai Mai lowered her head and whispered, "I want to take it myself."

Zhao Zhishu immediately took the trumpet and said, "Yes, but you have to be the last to receive it."

Zhuziniang wanted to clean up the wheat, but Zhao Zhishu saw through her mind, "Zhuziniang, if you dare to beat wheat, then we have to invite you back to your mother's house, and you will get it later, the next one."

I don't want to talk nonsense with her.

Zhao Zhishu's majesty is getting bigger and bigger.

After all, he has food and money in his hands.

Zhuziniang wanted to say something, but Zhuzi's father covered her mouth and dragged her out.

Then there are some parents-in-law who are unwilling to let their sons come to pick them up.

There are also some daughters-in-law who are unwilling to let their parents-in-law come to pick them up.

Zhao Zhishu and the team leader both satisfied them.

Small stone home.

Both Xiaoshitou's parents knew that a girl would come to their house to see her later.

But then I thought about money.

"Little Shitou, who gets the money?"

Xiao Shitou said nonchalantly, "I told Jiaojiao that I'll go get it in the afternoon. The house needs money for repairs and weddings."

I don't know, my parents are still thinking about my eldest brother.

"Mother, please tidy up the house again, otherwise the girl sees that our family is so poor, and wonders if she will marry me?"

Little Shitou's father and mother heard what their youngest son said, and hurriedly packed them up.

The youngest son is not young, almost 30 years old.

Forget about the eldest son.

(End of this chapter)

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