At 7 o'clock in the afternoon, after my aunt Zhong Xiaomin had dinner and left work, the family of three immediately closed and began to collect the income of the next day. The three of them each had a stack of yuan tickets, and the corner tickets were occasionally mixed with ten yuan, and the twenty yuan tickets began to count the money, and the last one was:

1132!

"Boer, we, we have broken thousand?!" Wang Jichang's voice trembled, and the four-digit number displayed on the calculator almost stopped his thinking.

"Boer, are you right? Do we want it? Do we want it? Do we want it again?" Zeng Fanyu was also excited. How many years have she seen so much money? When she had so much money at home, it can be traced back to the days when Zeng Fanyu was with her first husband. At that time, her husband and several people opened a small winery together. Zeng Fanyu herself used the winery lees in the winery to feed more than a dozen big fat pigs a year. It can be said that the family has never lacked money. The savings can be over 1,000 yuan a year.

That was a thousand dollars ten years ago!

Since following Wang Jichang, the whole family's money has never exceeded 500 yuan, and often cannot even take out 100 yuan, which makes it impossible to force me to find relatives, friends, or even neighbors to borrow money to make a living! If you have a good heart, you will borrow 1200 yuan. If you have a bad heart, you will naturally find various reasons to shirk it. Zeng Fanyu can only endure it, and he has to say something like "I've caused trouble and I'm very sorry" with a smile on his face. Compared with the two, the sadness and humiliation in it cannot be told to outsiders.

Perhaps thinking of so many years of suffering, Zeng Fanyu's eyes suddenly turned red. She used her hands like old tree bark to wipe the tears that were flowing out of the corners of her eyes.

"What's going on? I'm not happy after making money? I'm happy in a happy life, why are you crying?" Wang Jichang was puzzled by his wife's sudden tears.

But Wang Bo, who has lived with his mother for decades, lived a "good life" and a poor life, understood his mother's mood very well. Wang Bo put his mother's hand in his hand, held it tightly, and said with great certainty: "Mom, Dad is right, we should be happy. Don't worry, as long as you have your son here, we will never live the poor life of the past again. The days in the future will only get better and more prosperous!"

"I...I'm fine! I'm... happy." Perhaps realizing that it was not very decent to cry in front of his son, Zeng Fanyu wiped his tears and turned his head to the side, "Baoer, you have to deposit this money in the bank. It's not safe to put so much money in the store."

"That's it! Take it to your aunt and ask you to save it for you." Wang Jichang echoed, thinking of his sister who works in the bank at the first time.

Wang Bo really wanted to curse a pig brain. The guidance yesterday was wasted. Of course, he would not scold him. Wang Bo patiently asked his stepfather: "Dad, we can deposit our money in any bank in all directions, but we can't go to the Agricultural Bank where my aunt is. Do you know why not?"

After all, Wang Jichang was not a pig, so he was anxious and didn't think so much. After Wang Bo asked this, he reacted and said embarrassedly: "Oh, it's also true. If you exist with your aunt, she will know that we have made a lot of money."

"Smart!" Wang Boyan gave Wang Jichang insincerely.

In the evening, Wang Bo took time to read half an hour of textbooks as usual. During this period, he suddenly thought of Zhang Jing, who had not seen for a long time. The two had never seen each other since they went to Sifang. He asked him if he didn't understand anything, but he had been going out early and coming back late during this period, which probably made Zhang Jing's next door run a lot of unjust way. He also ate a duck given by someone, but the promised tutoring disappeared. Thinking of this, Wang Bo felt a little sad.

When I saw the time, it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, so it was obvious that it was impossible to go to inform Zhang Jing. But I and my parents were going to go out at 6 o'clock in the morning and didn't have time. How should I notify Zhang Jing so that she could have time to come to the rice noodle shop so that she could tutor her homework?

Oh, by the way, wasn’t her parents selling high-level ducks in the big market? Just go to the big market tomorrow, tell Uncle Zhang or Li Niang, and ask them to tell Zhang Jing.

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The next day, when there were few people in the afternoon, Wang Bo took his mother Zeng Fanyu to open an account in major banks in all directions. He used his mother's ID card to open four accounts in ICBC, CCB, Bank of China and Postal Savings. Zeng Fanyu was quite puzzled by this. Wang Bo could only explain to his mother:

"Mom, do you know there is a saying that "wealth is not revealed"? If we only open an account in one bank, and go to save money in two days, and go to save money in two days, will the saver be surprised and curious? It's so big in all directions. If this person reveals our wealth status as a joke, it will probably cause trouble in the city in two days. Everyone knows that our "Sao Zeng Mi Mi Noodles" has made a lot of money. It doesn't matter if the ordinary people know it. If the bad dolls and the second-rate guy knows it, they come to our store to borrow money, what should you do then?"

Wang Bo's words naturally have exaggerated elements, but they are not completely alarmist. Even if they go back to ten or twenty generations, they can't find an official, all of whom are local farmers facing the loess and facing the sky. It doesn't matter on the white road, it doesn't matter on the black road. If an ordinary family without any background accumulates wealth too quickly and is still full of excitement, it's no different from a child holding gold and swaggering the market, and the fate will usually be more miserable.

When he heard the bad doll, the second-rate guy was likely to "borrow money from the door". Zeng Fanyu, an ordinary peasant woman with no knowledge, was completely frightened. He quickly asked his son what to do and never have any major problems! For Zeng Fanyu, his son's safety and life are completely worth mentioning compared to money!

"It's okay, mom. We now have four accounts, each of which puts some money, so it doesn't look so conspicuous. Also, what I told you yesterday is that if someone asks you about our income, such as selling a lot of bowls and making a lot of money, you keep it confidential and don't say it." Wang Bo explained to Zeng Fanyu.

"If you don't say it! If you don't say it, how dare I say it?" Zeng Fanyu responded hurriedly.

Wang Bo secretly confessed his "sin" to his heart, but then he thought, this was a good thing. There was such a possible threat in front of him. I believe that if anyone else wanted to ask his mother about his income, the honest mother would keep her mouth shut.

Zeng Fanyu is just honest, but not stupid.

"I really spare no effort to turn an honest person into a slightly scheming person!" Wang Bo said self-deprecatingly. But the reality of society is like this, what can I do? There are too many jackals, tigers and leopards around me who are suffering from red-eye diseases, and I don't have the ability to protect myself, so I can only clamp my tail and be careful when I am a human being.

After getting four bank cards in hand, Wang Bo rode his bike to the door of No. 4 Middle School and asked his mother to walk back. He turned around and went to the big market to inform Zhang Bo and Li Niang about Zhang Jing coming to the store for tutoring. Before leaving, Wang Bo said to Zeng Fanyu again:

"Mom, when Dad asks, you said you only got three cards. I secretly saved some private money for the other one just in case. The rice noodle shop is doing well now, but no one knows how long it can be done. Dad, you also know that one can use two, and you can't afford to save money."

"I know this. I told him to get three cards when he asked." Zeng Fanyu nodded, agreeing with Wang Bo's idea very much, "By the way, don't go empty-handed when you go to your Uncle Zhang and Li Niang. Last time, they gave us a duck, so you can buy something for them."

"If you want it, mom, then I'll leave."

In the previous life, the day after my mother died, my uncle gave herself a card, saying that it was left to Wang Bo, which contained more than 5,000 yuan. This money was saved for seven or eight years. She saved it from her daily life one or two yuan. For every two hundred yuan she saved, my mother walked more than ten miles back to her parents' home and handed it to her uncle for her to save it. Over the years, Wang Bo gave her money to her during festivals, and his mother didn't spend a penny, so she saved it for him, saying that Wang Bo would have a child in the future and leave it for her to buy things for her children. Looking at this card, Wang Bo cried on the spot!

It is precisely because of this memory of his previous life that Wang Bo believes that his mother's approach, which was not very authentic to his stepfather, would be approved by his mother.

Before his mother died, there was a long time, especially in the rebellious teenager, Wang Bo felt sad and dissatisfied with his mother being too weak in front of her stepfather and being at mercy by her stepfather.

It was not until the moment my uncle handed the card to Wang Bo that he realized that in the face of the stepfather who could not bear the minimum responsibility for his family and his children, his mother was not without "resistance". As a kind and honest person, she also had her own form of resistance, but she didn't let him know.
Chapter completed!