You must listen to your mother's words.
Boss Mu rolled up the money and put it in his pocket.
Originally, he and his second son went up the mountain to carry grapes and make wine, largely to make their little niece happy.
As for whether the wine can be successful or whether it can be sold, he doesn't care much.
Unexpectedly, not only was it sold, but it was also sold for a sky-high price.
Mu Qi also accepted the money and said warmly:
"Thank you Nan Bao."
Mu Laoer, who also received the hard-earned money, felt his heart beating wildly.
Liu Yan is in the same state.
More than a thousand dollars!
Xiaoyang and Xiaotian will no longer have to worry about going to school, getting sick, or even getting a wife.
But she also knew who the money was for.
She hugged Mu Nannan and kissed her on the face:
"Nan Bao, the second uncle misses you so much!"
"The second uncle doesn't make so much money with you. This money is for you and the second uncle." I accepted it."
"But the second uncle will always think of you and treat you like a daughter as before."
Mu Nannan chuckled.
She knew that the second uncle was very happy.
Zhang Chunmei on the side saw that Liu Yan had said what she wanted to say, so she quickly ran to her room, dug out a loose brick from the corner of the wall, and then reached into the hole in the brick and pulled out a golden object.
He covered it with his hands and exposed what was in his hands in front of the whole family.
They are two small golden bells with long chains.
Mr. Mu stood up in shock:
"Daughter-in-law, where did you get the gold?"
Zhang Chunmei put the bells on the two small bags on Mu Nannan's head and said in a meaningless tone:
"I brought the gold from my parents' home. I melted a pair of gold earrings and asked my father to make two small bells. I plan to give them to Nan Bao as a birthday gift when she turns one year old."
"Although the purity of gold is not high and the luster is dark, it is always my heart. ."
She is not as nice to talk as her second sister-in-law, but she will treat Nan Bao as a pain in the ass in practical actions.
"Thank you, uncle!"
Mu Nannan shook his little head, and the two small bells on his head jingled.
Zhang Chunmei smiled and pinched her little face.
Ma Yuehong's satisfaction with her two daughters-in-law increased again.
Don't be jealous, be grateful.
It's no wonder that Nan Bao worked hard to find ways to make money for this big family.
...
New Year's Eve.
Everyone who slept with their money in their hands last night woke up early and refreshed.
Especially Mu Jianfeng, who has saved the most money.
When he opened his eyes, he went to the corner of the kang to check the iron box containing more than 30,000 yuan.
Seeing that Qian was lying inside, he tucked his wife and daughter under the quilt, then quietly carried the iron box out of the room.
Mu Lao Da, Mu Lao Er and Mu Lao Si had already been waiting for him in the yard.
"Third brother, you got up too late."
Boss Mu muttered, then picked up the basket containing the three families' money and left the house with his two younger brothers.
Mu Jianfeng raised his head and looked at the groggy sky. There was not even a rooster crowing.
Why did he get up late?
It was obvious that the eldest brother was too anxious to go to the county town to save money.
The last day of 1971.
On a cold and windy morning, the state-owned hotel had just opened.
The four Mu brothers held their bankbooks in their pockets and looked at each other, feeling reassured in each other's eyes.
It is not safe to keep so much money at home. If there is a thief or the house accidentally catches fire, they will have no place to cry.
It's safest to put it in a bankbook.
Mu Jianfeng took his food stamps and went to a state-owned restaurant to buy twenty meat buns, which cost him sixteen or seventeen yuan.
Mu Lao Da and Mu Lao Er also packed a few dishes.
All are meaty.