Siheyuan: My anger system is too good at playing

Yan Jiefang took out the money first, and then spoke, "Weidong, I sold all the one hundred catties of rice, seven cotton hats, and five pairs of gloves. Where are the rest? This is the money. You count them. "

Having said that, he reached into his pocket again, "There are still these tickets."

The total amount of money was 32.75 yuan, and there was nothing wrong with it.

But the matter of giving tickets made Jiang Weidong a little confused.

Since he didn't intend to steal these grains or anything, why did he put them in his pocket just now?

Before he could figure out why, Yan Jiefang confessed by himself.

"Weidong, I originally wanted to exchange wood with you for food stamps, but I thought it would be too troublesome. I might as well sell the wood and buy it from you."

Right, that's reasonable.

Jiang Weidong knew that his family didn't have enough food, otherwise Yan Bugui wouldn't have broken a penny into an eight-petaled flower.

But these days, it's the same for every family. If he doesn't have a golden finger, it will be worse than their family.

Regardless of whether he has money or not, Jiang Weidong's character is doomed that he will not be a good person.

His philosophy is that as long as you work hard, I will definitely let you get the reward you deserve.

"How about this, the fifty catties of firewood I promised to give you is priced at one yuan and five dollars. You can see whether you want firewood, money, or a ticket. This can still be humanized."

When Yan Jiefang heard it, his eyes lit up.

"Brother, why don't you give me food stamps this time, our family is almost out of food."

Jiang Weidong asked back, "Then why don't you let your father and brother know?"

Yan Jiefang thought for a while, "To tell you the truth, I originally wanted to earn some money from my own house to make my money more spacious."

"But you said that such a large group of people in our family depended on my dad's salary of more than 20 yuan, and I couldn't bear it."

"So I thought, if the family really can't make it through, I will help. If the landlord's family has surplus food, hehe, I want to save money to buy something myself."

These words amused Jiang Weidong, "You're quite a thief, kid."

In fact, he really hates Yan Pugui, but he just hates that he is always calculating. In terms of character, he is really slightly stronger than Liu Haizhong and Yi Zhonghai.

Seeing that Jiang Weidong agreed, Yan Jiefang immediately said, "Then, can we also replace the thirty catties of firewood with food stamps?"

"Otherwise, it's seven and a half catties, and it's not easy for you to give a ticket."

Honesty, down-to-earth, hard work, and caring for the family, these are the qualities that Jiang Weidong values ​​more.

Thirty catties plus fifty catties, a total of eighty catties for chopping firewood, a total of two yuan and forty cents.

Now reselling food stamps is a crime of speculation, but for a bite to eat, many people still take risks, which has a market price of [-] cents a catty.

When he was watching dramas back then, he remembered that Shazhu sold it once behind the back of the deaf old lady, and it was also at this price.

So, he directly handed Yan Jiefang a twelve-pound food stamp, "Work hard, I won't lose you."

"That's right, I understand!" Yan Jiefang said, and went back to the original place and picked up the ax to chop the wood.

Jiang Weidong went back to the house to warm up a glass of milk, and equipped Artemis with some cat food.

"I'm going to work, what are your plans for the day?"

Artemis was bored in every possible way, "Do you allow cats to go to work?"

"What do you think?" Jiang Weidong glared at it.

This cat is different from ordinary cats, it is annoying!
"If you really have nothing to do, just go out and look around by yourself, Dongdan Xidan, Zhengyangmen, Dashilan, as long as you can find your way home."

"Can you be realistic? When I ran there and back, I lost all four legs! Besides, if someone catches me halfway and asks me to catch mice, that would be overkill. "

Sure enough, the system follows the system, that's how narcissistic it is.

But it also makes sense.

"Why don't you go chat with Xu Damao's chicken, you are all animals, so you should speak the same language?"

"You and Qin Huairu are both human, why don't you two go into the same toilet?"

What the hell!

Is there any medicine that can make this cat dumb?

Or simply don't allow yourself to understand it!

This talk is so choking!

"Well, pretend I didn't say, what do you like to do, I'm leaving!" Jiang Weidong got up to leave.

He suddenly remembered something again, "Why don't I give you a task, so that you won't be bored."

"You go to each house to scout and see who's sewing is good, and then I'll hand over the padded jacket to her."

Artemis raised her tail, looking very proud, "You want me to scout for you, and whoever has anger points can let you collect it?"

Jiang Weidong laughed, "You are really smarter than Xu Damao's chicken, no wonder it was turned into a beggar's chicken by a stick."

After finishing speaking, he opened the door and left without even giving the other party a chance to retort.

Artemis was like an elegant royal princess. After eating her cat food slowly, she lay down on the window sill to bask in the sun. When she woke up, it was almost noon.

It took a mission to walk from house to house.

During the general meeting yesterday, the neighbors saw it standing on Jiang Weidong's shoulder, so they didn't drive it away.

What's more, the people in this courtyard really hope to have a cat to catch mice for them.

It's just that he didn't think about it, Artemis didn't bother with that kind of grassroots work at all.

As for what other abilities it has besides eating cat food and eating dried fish, even Jiang Weidong doesn't know.

After turning around, I didn't encounter anything that could make it stop.

The aunt is cleaning at home.

The second aunt scolded the youngest son at home.

The three mothers are washing clothes in the yard.

Lou Xiaoe was knitting a sweater while listening to the radio.

The deaf old lady sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Fangba, recalling those events when she was young.

Only Mrs. Jia and Zhang, while stealthily eating white steamed buns in the back kitchen, glanced at Little Sophora japonica who was playing alone on the kang from time to time.

"No wonder Brother Dong always looks down on Jia Zhang. It turns out that she never eats fine grains at the dinner table, it's all pretend."

Artemis jumped onto the shelf next to Jia Zhang, watched her stuffing big white steamed buns into her mouth, and said to herself.

When Jia Zhang heard the sound of "meow meow", she lowered her head and pulled her face down immediately.

"Isn't this Jiang Weidong's cat? What are you doing at our house?"

"If you want to eat at our house, there is no door!"

"Let me tell you, that kid lacks great virtue, and I have a sworn feud with him!"

"Don't look at you as a cat, then I won't give you a good face!"

Artemis really wanted to go up and scratch her face.

Forget it after thinking about it, after all, I am a pure man, good men and cats don't beat old women.

Seeing your resentment, I will ask Brother Dong to come to your house to eat melons at night.

Artemis "meowed" a few times angrily, turned around and was about to leave, but Jia Zhang said so again.

"Forget it, you bastard, why should I make things difficult for you."

"I'm afraid you, like me, live a life of being dependent on others?"

Ok?
Old Mrs. Jia seems to have something to say!