Chapter 4 The laptop has arrived
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In the living room, everyone nodded slightly to Zhou Xing’s education to Mo Jingchun, the same ledger , none of the families here have a nearly identical account book.
After Mo Jingchun’s mother Zhou Wan passed away, why did the folks from the countryside spontaneously come to Mo Jingchun’s house to busy themselves, and people came to pay their respects and give gifts for several days in a row.
All the respect and favors were slowly accumulated by Mo Jingchun's mother and father, and now, this "account book" has been inherited by Mo Jingchun.
Mo Jingchun, who lowered his head and his vision was a little blurred, hummed softly, and then said:
"I understand, uncle."
Zhou Xing raised his eyebrows and asked casually : "Do you really understand, or do you pretend to understand if you don't know?"
"Really understand."
Zhou Xing nodded, "It's best to really understand and be sensible."
"I'm not forcing you. Now you have to take on the burden of the family if you don't want to."
After saying that, Zhou Xing stood up and gave up his seat.
"Sit down and take your time and remember, don't make a mistake in the account, it will make a joke later."
In the countryside, it is important to come and go. Each time you give a gift, you have to pay attention to how much you give. , and the account in the ledger is the most important reference amount.
The joke in Zhou Xing's mouth is that he is worried that Mo Jingchun will make an oversight and underwrite the amount. It is like someone giving your family a gift of 200 yuan, but it will be recorded as 100 yuan in the account book. When someone else's family has something to do, When you need to give a gift, you add 100 yuan to 100 yuan and get 200 yuan as a gift. What will the host family think? If he gave away 150 yuan, wouldn't it make the owner unhappy?
As the saying goes, good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles. In a few days, the whole village will know about it.
On the table, Mo Jingchun counted Grandpa Mao one by one with trembling hands, silently counting in his heart.
The dozen red Mao Zedongs that Mo Jingchun was counting in his hands were those taken out by Zhou Xing.
After Zhou Xing saw his nephew Mo Jingchun counting the last card, he knowingly asked:
"Finished counting? How much is it?"
"The total is six thousand yuan." Yes, Mo Jingchun counted it down, and there were sixty in total, which was much more than he had guessed before.
“Yeah.”
Zhou Xing hummed, then said nothing, stepped aside and stopped talking.
Zhou Xing: 6,000 yuan
Mo Jingchun recorded it on the blank page, and then continued to pick up a dozen reds and count them slowly.
Mo Jingchun, who was focusing all his attention on accounting, didn't notice that when he reported the 6,000 yuan, several of Mo Jingchun's aunts and uncles had strange eyes and a little embarrassment on their faces.
No surprise, the uncle and aunt's family also gave 6,000. Mo Jingchun knew that the uncle and the others must have discussed it before they came.
The reason why Mo Jingchun was so sure was not only that the amounts given by his uncle, uncle and aunt were the same this time, but the main reason was that Mo Jingchun often saw him when giving gifts in the past. My mother called her aunt and others to discuss how much to give.
Mo Jingchun, who became more and more proficient in his movements, opened the uncle's red envelope in front of everyone. After counting, he looked back at his uncle Zhou Xing who was leaning against the window and threw it at him. A look asking for help.
After all, Mo Jingchun is still a child who has just graduated from high school. He can't tell the difference between this situation and whether he should read out the amount before recording the account like before.
"Look what I did, read it."
"Three...three thousand..."
Mo Jingchun saw that his uncle Zhou Xing remained silent, and Mo Jingchun did not dare to raise his head. He looked at Uncle Mo Changyou.
Still the same, as expected, the other uncles all gave 3,000 yuan. What Mo Jingchun didn’t expect was that both aunts gave 5,000 yuan.
Mo Jingchun bit his lip, his nose sore.
The two aunts were not in the living room at this time, but were busy in the kitchen. It was also the two uncles who had just taken out the red envelope.
At this time, Zhou Xingcai, who was leaning against the window, spoke again in a deep voice: "Take the account books and money and lock them up. After dinner, I will go with you to the bank to deposit them, so that you won't lose them carelessly. "
Mo Jingchun nodded obediently, returned the money and the account book to the room and locked it in the drawer where the account book was originally placed. It was thirty-seven thousand yuan. This was the first time that Mo Jingchun had taken it like this. Lots of cash in hand.
I was admitted to Peking University in the college entrance examination. Although the school also gave out rewards, including a bonus of 50,000 yuan, the school paid it directly to the bank card instead of cash.
The number 50,000 is really different from holding 37,000 in hand.
After having lunch cooked by two aunts, Mo Jingchun, accompanied by his uncle Zhou Xing, rode a motorcycle to the bank in the town and deposited 37,000 yuan in cash into the account.
Out of the bank lobby, Zhou Xing patted Mo Jingchun's shoulder with his rough hands.
"Xiaochun, sometimes a penny can stump a hero. When it comes to money, you can never be too careful."
Mo Jingchun was nervous. Opening his mouth, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said yes.
“Let’s go, I’ll take you back.”
"Your aunt and I will be going back soon. We still have a lot of things to do at home."
After returning home, Mo Jingchun was a little shocked to find that his aunt was the only one left holding candies. The other people have disappeared, and the motorcycles and cars originally parked in the yard have also disappeared.
"They have all gone back. As you know, every family has been busy harvesting rice these days."
As he spoke, Yu Yaqin spoke again: "Although you want Bringing candy won't help them much, but when you have nothing to do during the day, you can help your uncles keep an eye on the children so that they can work with peace of mind. Cooking is not.”
"I understand, aunt."
"Okay, he's not young anymore, he's still a bit measured." Zhou Xing, who didn't get off the motorcycle, waved his hand.
Mo Jingchun took the sleeping candy from his aunt's arms and watched his aunt get on the motorcycle.
"Xiaochun, call your uncle if you need anything."
Yu Yaqin's voice gradually lengthened, and finally the small motorcycle carrying the two of them disappeared around the corner of the road.
For a time, the house became quiet again, and Mo Jingchun felt a little uncomfortable.
For several days, Mo Jingchun followed the instructions of his aunt and helped you take care of the children every day. Although taking care of the children is really a painful thing, Mo Jingchun felt that his heart was no longer so empty. , and there are many more smiles on my face.
On August 16, Mo Jingchun finally got the long-awaited laptop. Although the computer was a bit more expensive, Mo Jingchun gritted his teeth and bought it when paying.
It is said on the Internet that software development is very demanding on computer configuration, but Mo Jingchun couldn't even think about letting the computer in his hand with a higher configuration run the full version of AI Smart Butler.
Mo Jingchun felt that it was extraordinary that this computer could run ten threads of the AI intelligent housekeeper at the same time. (End of chapter)