Siheyuan: Rebirth of He Yuzhu, God of Cooking starts

Jia Zhang originally wanted to happily enter the house with the money, but after hearing He Daqing's words, she immediately stopped and turned to look at He Daqing.

Qin Huairu half believed and half questioned He Daqing: "Uncle He, are you telling the truth? Is it safe to deposit money in a bank? Banks don't cheat people, right?"

Jia Zhang nodded repeatedly and asked: "That's right, He Daqing, listening to what you said, it seems that you have deposited money in the bank. Can you really earn so much interest in a month by depositing money in the bank?"

He Daqing quickly explained: "Where do I have spare money to save in the bank? I heard it from Manager Xu of our tavern. As you all know, Manager Xu opened a tavern and a large convenience restaurant on Qianmen Street. His business How prosperous it is~."

"I heard what our manager Xu said. She said that if you put a thousand yuan in the village bank, you can earn more than five yuan in interest every month."

"I see that your family has just asked for a thousand yuan from Yi Zhonghai, plus the funeral expenses given to your family by the scrap collection station. Added together, it is definitely not a small sum."

"I just feel that it is too unsafe to keep such a large amount of money at home. To prevent both fire and theft, it is safest to deposit it in a bank."

"The bank is run by Guojia, how could it be possible to deceive people? If you really can't trust me, you can go to the street office and ask Director Wang."

He Daqing trembled. He did not dare to say that he had deposited a sum of money in the bank.

It was He Yuzhu who gave him the idea to deposit the money in the bank behind Bai Cuihua's back.

Although the money is not much now, it is still more than one hundred yuan.

As for why he knew that depositing a thousand yuan in the bank would earn more than five yuan in interest every month, it was He Yuzhu who told him.

He Daqing was embarrassed to ask how much money his son He Yuzhu had deposited in the bank.

But he was certain that the money his son had in the bank must exceed the amount of one thousand yuan.

He Daqing was also arrogant just now. When he saw Jia Zhang taking 300 yuan from Yi Zhonghai, he hurried home.

Doesn’t this silly bitch know the truth of sitting on your butt?

With more than a thousand yuan in the bank and interest earned every month, wouldn't it be good for the family to live in peace?

Qin Huairu believed He Daqing's words a little more.

After thanking He Daqing, she turned around and took Jia Zhang back home.

"Huairu, what's the matter? Do you really believe He Daqing's words?"

"That old boy He Daqing has the same virtue as his son Shazhu, but they are both so bad that they are sour."

"What he said might dig another hole for our family. It's safest for me to lock this money in my money box."

Jia Zhang was an old feudalist, and He Daqing's words moved her very much, but she really didn't dare to take risks with such a large sum of money.

Qin Huairu took a deep look at Mrs. Jia Zhang and said sincerely: "Mom, Dongxu is gone, but I will never remarry. I will provide for you in your old age, and I will also raise our three children to adulthood. Get them married, let Banggeng get a wife and have children."

"But now that our family has lost its backbone, who will make money to support the family?"

"Although I can work in the street and do odd jobs, I can only earn a few yuan at most in a month."

"I think what He Daqing just said makes some sense. Think about it, it would be unsafe for us to keep such a large amount of money at home. We must not only prevent a fire from burning your money box, but also prevent others from letting others know. Stolen."

"I think it's safest to deposit it in the bank, and we can earn more than five yuan in interest every month. Of these five yuan, two yuan will be used to buy you painkillers, and the remaining three yuan will be used to pay for it." It will be used as our family’s living expenses.”

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"Of course I have to work part-time at the street office to continue to earn money to support my family. This way, the pressure on our family has been reduced a lot, and we can still buy a few meals of pork every month."

"Mom, you said this is such a good thing, don't you think so?"

After Qin Huairu's persuasion, Jia Zhang became even more excited.

"But I'm still worried. I don't really believe He Daqing's words."

Jia Zhang's eyes flickered, and her mind was obviously shaken.

Qin Huairu hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and said: "Why don't we wait until tomorrow? Let's take this money and go to the subdistrict office to find Director Wang to hear whether Director Wang's matter will be successful? Director Wang is highly respected and represents the government. They won’t lie to us.”

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Jia Zhang thought for a long time and finally nodded.

"Sure, Huairu, I will listen to you this time."

"As soon as the subdistrict office opens tomorrow, we will go to the subdistrict office to ask Director Wang."

"As long as Director Wang says this is true, we will deposit the money in the bank."

Jia Zhang finally relaxed, and Qin Huairu also breathed a sigh of relief.

After dinner, Mrs. Jia Zhang told Qin Huairu to lock the door from the inside.

In order to prevent the thief from sneaking into their house in the middle of the night and stealing this huge amount of money from their family.

Qin Huairu finished feeding Sophora japonica and went to bed early.

Banggan and Xiaodang also fell asleep.

But Mrs. Jia Zhang could not fall asleep no matter how much she tossed and turned.

The one thousand yuan extorted from Yi Zhonghai and the three hundred yuan pension given to their family by the scrap collection station were all contained in the package under Jia Zhang's pillow.

This money was the money her son Jia Dongxu had sacrificed his life for. Only when Jia Zhang had such a large amount of money under her pillow could she feel at ease.

That night, Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't sleep much.

As soon as she closed her eyes and took a nap, she suddenly woke up. During her short sleep, Jia Zhang dreamed that someone came to steal her family's money.

That night, Jia Zhang could not sleep.

She had finally made up her mind. She would ask Director Wang tomorrow and deposit all this huge sum of money in the bank.

I don't dare to sleep with such a large sum of money on my back.

The next day, when Qin Huairu woke up, she found that Jia Zhang’s eyes had turned into panda eyes.

Qin Huairu looked at Jia Zhang and was startled.

She asked in shock: "Mom, what's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Jia Zhang rolled her eyes angrily and said angrily: "Can I sleep well? "Two, four, seven"? With such a large amount of money under my head, I turn a blind eye while sleeping. Unlike you , sleeping like a dead pig, unable to wake up even if it screams."

Although she complained about her daughter-in-law, Jia Zhang became even more convinced of one thing.

That was when Yan Jiecheng died in Qin Huairu's bed for no apparent reason. Even though Qin Huairu slept so soundly, damn Yan Jiecheng really didn't have anything happen to her daughter-in-law.

Qin Huairu couldn't laugh or cry after being complained by her mother-in-law.

She quickly got up, washed and cooked.

Today is a very grand day for their family.

Her man died, but their family suddenly became rich.

One thousand three hundred yuan, that’s a huge sum of money!

Qin Huairu was very confident and deposited the money in the bank. The monthly interest would be enough for their family's living expenses for a month.

From now on, she no longer has to work in the street office and work exhausting odd jobs.

I made breakfast, served Banggeng and Xiaodang to eat, and finished feeding Sophora japonica.