A young man went to the front of the truck to pick up a box. Mu Nannan asked him to put it on the stone table and began to count the money among his brothers.
The adults gathered around.
The manager took one look and moved over with great interest. He also counted out 90 of his private money and put it on the table.
Mu Nannan took it easily and handed the nine-piece unity to Ji Beinian.
I was holding a pile of change worth a few cents.
Counting for a long time.
Only good numbers.
She raised her little head and said with some dissatisfaction:
"Comrade manager, is the supply and marketing cooperative very poor?"
The manager who was called "comrade" by a little kid thought and violated the rules.
"Uh,...not poor."
Mu Nannan puffed up her face and said,
"Not poor? Then why did you give my family so much change?"
"Can't you change it all into whole pieces?"
"Look, there's a lot more in there. One cent."
She picked up a one-cent coin and angrily said:
"I reasonably suspect that you are deliberately retaliating against me."
Because she was bargaining with him, he deliberately gave her some scattered coins to embarrass her.
The manager who was wronged hurriedly explained:
"Comrade, it's not what you think."
"It's because the supply and marketing cooperative doesn't have much cash to mobilize, and you only want cash, so I can only bring all the money I can. I just barely scraped together enough."
In fact, I didn't scrape together enough, and even paid extra.
Mu Nannan looked at him several times and felt that he didn't seem to be lying, so she stopped worrying about whether he did it on purpose.
Anyway, as long as the money is in hand.
"Nan Bao, the amount of money is accurate."
Ji Beinian counted the amount of money mentioned by several people and whispered:
"There are no counterfeit coins."
The manager who happened to hear this sentence said:
"..."
Finally What the hell is that sentence?
Is he the kind of person who has no integrity?
You know, the most important thing for businessmen is integrity.
He grinded his teeth, feeling that each of the two children was more cunning than the other.
The big truck drives away.
Hearing the noise and watching the excitement, the villagers walked into the yard from the gate.
"Captain, what good stuff are you selling? Should I ask the manager of the supply and marketing cooperative to drive a big truck to pull it?"
Old Mrs. Li was the first to chirp.
It also has the longest neck extension.
Ma Yuehong saw her rough appearance and ignored him.
Instead, she said to the other villagers who were silent but curious:
"I brewed some wine at home. I went to the supply and marketing department yesterday to ask about it. The manager said I wanted to buy it. I will buy it this afternoon."
Liu Xiuying asked:
"Is it Nan? " Wine made by Nan Rang?"
"Sold?"
Ma Yuehong replied with a smile:
"Yes, sister-in-law, it was sold."
Liu Xiuying was also happy:
"Originally, we went up the mountain to carry grapes, but I didn't really believe in that stuff. I can make wine, but I didn't expect that not only did I succeed, but I actually sold it."
"It's better to read more."
"But our Nanbao is also smart."
"I'm just a little bit big, so I'm not that good as an adult. If you teach me, you will be able to read and write."
Ma Yuehong listened with a smile, and the villagers also began to discuss.
"I've heard that Nan Bao is a child prodigy. I originally thought it was a lie, but I didn't expect it to be true."
"Then how can it be false?"
"My grandson was playing with Xiao Shen that time. As soon as he entered the main room, he saw Nan Bao. Sitting on that bench, reading quietly!"
"The children of the old Mu family are all smart. The fourth child of the Mu family could memorize and write poems when he was just over three years old. Even the teachers at the school at that time I personally came to visit Mu's house."
"But Nan Bao is only one year old, so this is a little too smart."
"What's this?"
"Let me tell you, on the day Nan Bao was born, I saw the captain taking Mu Several brothers from the family went to the Mu family's ancestral grave..."