Living like a salted fish in the end times

Chapter 310
After Li Dajuan and Mother Zhou went out, Zhang Chongxin couldn't help complaining to his son: "Why didn't you wake me up when your second uncle left?"

"Dad, you are not in good health. It was the second uncle who didn't let me wake you up. They said that you don't need to send it."

Zhang Hao spread his hands.

"It doesn't matter whether you send it off or not. I originally wanted to accompany your second uncle back to move the grave, but now it's all gone."

Zhang Chongxin said helplessly.

If he directly expresses his attitude that he wants to go back to his hometown, his wife will definitely not agree. After much deliberation, it is best to use the name of giving away, and then come first and then play, and then it will be too late for his wife to stop.

Zhang Hao glanced at his father with a face full of rejoicing: "Dad, you've done this really unreasonably. If you really let you run away all the time, why don't my mother blame me to death?"

"Moving the ancestral grave is a big event..."

"No matter how big it is, you can't make fun of your own body?" Zhang Hao retorted.

"Your second uncle can do it, why can't I?"

Zhang Hao persuaded with bitter words: "Dad, don't you know about your old body? Just like what my second uncle said, I worked too hard when I was young. Now I need to take good care of it, and try not to travel far without special circumstances."

"Hmph, I'm all worried about you. If you can be sensible earlier, I won't be here."

Zhang Chongxin said unhappily.

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault." Zhang Hao quickly coaxed, "You can enjoy your old age in peace, don't worry about it, when my wife is born, you will help us take care of the child!"

"It's enough to have your mother and your mother-in-law here. I'm an old man who doesn't know how to take care of children."

Speaking of unborn grandsons or granddaughters, Zhang Chongxin couldn't help showing a smile. He has nothing else to pursue now, he just wants his son and daughter-in-law to have more precious grandsons and granddaughters.

"Humble, aren't you? Aren't Big Pudding and Little Pudding well taken care of? Don't look at the two of them clamoring for a father all day long, but you two are the closest."

Zhang Hao sighed.

Zhang Chongxin snorted coldly: "Don't you blame yourself for this matter? Feel your conscience and say, do you owe too much to the two children?"

"Dad, I'll make it up to them."

Zhang Hao said with a guilty conscience.

"It's useless to just talk about it. Big Pudding and the others don't lack food, drink, and toys. What they lack is..."

"Dad, I understand. The summer vacation is coming soon. I won't go anywhere for the past two months. I'll just stay at home and spend time with them." Zhang Hao interrupted quickly.

"Don't patronize and play, you can't lose the company's affairs."

Zhang Chongxin made a reminder.

"Don't worry! I know it well."

Zhang Hao promised with a smile.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Li Dajuan and Zhou's mother finally came back. They talked and laughed all the way, and they were in a very good mood.

"Mom, have you received the relief money?"

Zhang Hao stepped forward to take the handbag from his mother, opened it and looked, and there were indeed several wads of fresh banknotes lying inside.

Li Dajuan smiled all over her face: "Didn't you see it? Including your mother-in-law's share, 7 yuan is not a lot."

"Mom, what are you going to do with the money?"

Zhang Hao asked casually.

"Your mother-in-law and I just discussed that we plan to go to the temple to offer incense in a few days, and then donate all the money to collect blessings for Da Puding and his brothers."

Li Dajuan replied.

This money is a windfall, and it is not safe to hold it, so it is better to use it to do good deeds.

When Zhang Hao heard this, he frowned immediately: "Mom? If you want to donate, you should donate to the orphanage. What's the matter with donating to the temple? The Buddha is not greedy for money."

"This is incense money, you don't understand."

Li Dajuan explained casually.

"Then it won't take so much?"

Zhang Hao felt unwilling.

In the dream, he has lived through more than 20 years of hard life, and he has long understood a truth, the gods and Buddhas in the sky can't be relied on by anyone, but can only rely on himself.

Li Dajuan said impatiently: "I remember you told me that it seems that you have spent a lot of money on public welfare, right? Several hundred million have been donated, isn't it enough? I have to keep an eye on the 7 yuan in my mother's hand." ?”

"All right, I won't say anything, donate to the temple if you always want to!" Zhang Hao gave up persuading helplessly.

Let mom ask for psychological comfort!
……

A few days later, the summer vacation is coming.

Li Dajuan immediately decided to go to Guangxiao Temple to burn incense.

Guangxiao Temple has a long history and is the most famous temple in Huicheng. Even in such a difficult situation, the incense remains undiminished.

On the first day of summer vacation, the whole family woke up early.

After breakfast, Zhang Hao set off with his parents, ex-mother-in-law, and two sons.

As for Yang Huaqing, since she is about to give birth, it is safer to stay at home. Li Dajuan is afraid that her daughter-in-law will be bored, so she specially invites her mother-in-law over.

At 08:30 in the morning, the group finally arrived at Guangxiao Temple.

It was the first time for Zhang Hao to come here, and it felt a bit new. Guangxiao Temple was indeed the largest temple in Huicheng, and it was crowded with pilgrims early in the morning.

"Grandma, there are so many people here!"

Little Pudding said excitedly.

Children like to be lively.

Li Dajuan quickly grabbed her little grandson's hand: "Follow grandma, don't run around, you know?"

"Well, I won't run around."

Little Pudding nodded obediently.

Although the little guy is naughty, he is also very obedient.

Zhou's mother on the side immediately took the grandson's hand: "Big Pudding, did you hear what your grandma said? Don't run around."

"heard it."

The big pudding is crispy.

Zhang Hao comforted with a smile: "Mom, don't worry too much. Dad and I are watching from behind? Besides, there are Captain Fang and the others. Nothing will happen."

"It's better to be careful. No matter how many people there are, there will always be negligence. Don't be careless. A few days ago, your Aunt Fan came to chat with me and said that there is a family in the next village..."

How could Li Dajuan feel at ease.

Seeing his wife nagging endlessly, Zhang Chongxin hurriedly interrupted: "Okay, it's getting late, let's go in quickly!"

"What's the rush, pray to Buddha with peace of mind."

Li Dajuan said unconvinced.

Before entering the door, Zhang Hao casually reminded: "Mom, there are many people in the temple, so be careful of pickpockets."

You know, my mother has a huge sum of yuan in her pocket, so it is easy to be targeted by thieves.

"Okay, your mother, I'm not a child."

Li Dajuan waved his hand.

Guangxiao Temple does not charge tickets, so everyone first went to the place where the incense was sold and bought a lot of incense for 50 yuan.

The first thing to worship is the Daxiong Hall.

The group lined up for five or six minutes before it was finally their turn. Li Dajuan and Zhou's mother hurriedly pulled the two little guys to kneel on the worship mat, and kowtowed a few times seriously.

Seeing that there were not enough prayer mats, Zhang Hao simply stood up and worshiped, praying to the Bodhisattva to bless the whole family with no disease, no disaster, good health, and a safe delivery for his daughter-in-law.

After kneeling down, Li Dajuan took out a stack of unopened banknotes from her carry-on bag on the spot, and stuffed them into the merit box without any hesitation.

It attracted the attention of everyone around.

Generally speaking, it is enough for ordinary people to take five or ten yuan. Some generous pilgrims can only get 100 yuan at most, while those like Li Dajuan can get 1 yuan for a single move, which is very rare.

It's just that the opening of the merit box is a bit small, and Li Dajuan couldn't get it in after stuffing it several times.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao immediately went forward to take the banknotes from his mother, unsealed them, and divided them seven or eight times, finally stuffing all the 1 yuan into them.

Zhou's mother also stuffed 1000 yuan.

After leaving the Daxiong Palace, Zhang Hao obviously felt that there were a lot of eyes cast on him. He nodded slightly to Captain Fang, signaling the other party to be more vigilant.

The next door to the Daxiong Palace is a building under repair. Looking around, there are several similar scenes inside the temple, which are probably caused by the snow disaster in the past two years.

Seeing this situation, Li Dajuan quickly stopped her son: "Xiaohao, please ask someone quickly to see if there are any houses in the temple that need to be rebuilt. If so, let's build one."

"Mom, look at the incense here is so strong, the temple must not be short of money, so it's useless to ask."

Zhang Hao said reluctantly.

"Since there is no shortage of money, why wait until now for repairs?" Li Dajuan is not so easy to fool.

"Maybe it's a lack of building materials. After all, the disaster was so severe before. The main work of the government is to rebuild, and the temple must stand aside."

Zhang Hao tried to explain.

After hearing this, Li Dajuan couldn't help but feel disappointed.

……

By the time I came out of the temple again, an hour and a half had passed.

Why it took so long:

On the one hand, the area of ​​the temple is relatively large, covering an area of ​​nearly acres, and there are many people, so it takes a lot of time to walk around; on the other hand, Li Dajuan and Zhou Mu are very devout and don't want to miss a bodhisattva.

"Big Pudding, Little Pudding, are you two hungry?"

Li Dajuan said with concern.

It has been four full hours since breakfast, and with so much walking, it is normal to be hungry.

Little Pudding raised the biscuit on his hand: "Grandma, I ate several biscuits, and I'm not hungry at all."

Big Pudding also shook his head, then pointed to a long row of stalls on both sides of the road, and said expectantly: "Grandma, there are sellers over there, let's go shopping?"

Li Dajuan was a little hesitant. When they went out in the morning, they only brought some snacks and didn't plan to eat out at all. If they couldn't catch lunch, they could only go to the cafeteria of their son's company to deal with it.

How can the food in the cafeteria be as good as at home?
Zhang Hao persuaded casually: "Mom, it's hard to come out, let's take this opportunity to go shopping for a while, and it won't be too late to go back in the afternoon."

"What is there to go shopping? I don't have all the things at home." Li Dajuan complained habitually.

"Old Li, didn't Zhang Hao say a few days ago that he wanted to buy a fish tank for fishing? Let's try our luck in the past, maybe we can just buy it." Mother Zhou helped to persuade.

"Grandma, I want to go fishing."

Little Pudding's fishing addiction was instantly hooked.

Li Dajuan patted the little grandson's head, and said dotingly: "Little debt collector, don't tear up grandma's clothes, grandma just promises you."

"Wow, that's great!"

The twins immediately cheered.

Soon, everyone walked along the road.

Seeing a shop selling baked tofu, Little Pudding immediately dragged his grandma over, his eyes lit up:
"Grandma, I want to eat tofu."

Li Dajuan looked at the stall owner: "Girl, how do you sell this tofu?"

The stall owner is a young girl in her 20s.

"Our tofu is sold by weight. A catty of tofu costs ten yuan, plus a catty of food stamps. There is no limit to the variety."

"Why do you need food stamps?"

Li Dajuan frowned.

"Auntie, you're joking. Food rations are so tight now. If food stamps were not collected, our whole family would have starved to death." The stall owner explained with a wry smile.

Hearing this, Zhang Hao quickly took out a few food stamps from his pocket and handed them to his mother:

"Mom, I brought food stamps."

Whenever he goes out, he usually takes a few food stamps with him. This is a habit formed in his dream. If he doesn't bring it, he always feels uneasy.

Li Dajuan counted the food stamps, and they added up to exactly five catties, which was enough for her grandchildren to "spoil", so she picked out a one catty food stamp and handed it to the stall owner:
"Then bring me a catty!"

The stall owner took the food stamp excitedly: "Auntie, wait a moment, I will make it for you now."

While baking tofu, Li Dajuan and Zhou's mother chatted with the stall owner.

"Girl, do you need to pay for this booth?"

"Of course, there are a lot of people in Guangxiao Temple, and the fees are very expensive. The booth fee plus other miscellaneous fees add up to more than 300 yuan!"

"300 yuan a month is not much."

The stall owner shook his head and quickly corrected: "Auntie, it's not every month, it's every day. If it was 300 yuan a month, I would have made a fortune long ago."

"So much? Can you make money?"

Li Dajuan was shocked.

A catty of baked tofu sells for ten yuan, and at least 300 catties of tofu are sold for yuan, which can exhaust people to death.

"It's okay. Recently, the business has suddenly exploded, with small profits but quick turnover. I can barely make ends meet."

The stall owner responded simply.

Mother Zhou echoed with a smile: "Can you not be popular? The relief money was just issued a few days ago, and now everyone has money in their hands, so of course they are willing to spend it."

In addition, the "free" money is not painful to spend.

This is also an important reason.

"Auntie said that I really hope that I can send money every month. In fact, I don't need 1 yuan, and 1000 yuan is more than enough." The stall owner looked forward to it.

"Hey, this is impossible, at least two or three years will not be possible to send money again."

Zhang Hao couldn't help but interjected.

"I also know that there is little hope, but having said that, although disbursement of money is a temporary solution, it does not cure the root cause. Only by truly solving the employment problem can the whole society form a virtuous circle."

The stall owner moved swiftly and talked eloquently.

Zhang Chongxin said "Hey": "Little girl, you have a good opinion. Did you study economics?"

"I used to work in a securities company. I was unemployed two years ago. Now I can only take off my long gown and set up a stall to earn some hard money. Otherwise, I will really starve to death."

The stall owner couldn't help but sighed.

"No wonder! You are self-reliant."

Zhang Chongxin sighed.

After 10 minutes, the baked tofu was finally done.

The so-called baked tofu does not put a drop of oil in the whole process. It is only brushed with a thin layer of soybean paste, sprinkled with a little salt and chili powder, and the taste can only be said to be not bad.

The twins ate happily with their lunch boxes in their arms.

ps: Please recommend tickets and monthly tickets.

(End of this chapter)