Chapter 431： Stationery

Chapter 431 Stationery

Wu Jinsheng's side is probably even.

The Wu family will not pursue the beating and hospitalization, and the money owed outside will not be repaid.

It’s just that Wu Jinsheng was injured and hospitalized, and the old man of the Wu family had a stroke. I don’t know where the money came from.

There are also those relatives of the Wu family who want to follow the glory, but now they don’t take advantage of it, and all their own money is invested in it. I don’t know how the Wu family is arguing with those people.

"Then, what's wrong with the fourth daughter-in-law? Didn't it mean that she borrowed money from outside?"

Xu Shiyan was a little worried, if Wu Qiuyan borrowed a lot of money outside, would the fourth child make any mistakes?

After all, the fourth child works in the financial office. If he embezzles public money to pay for the famine, he may even lose his job.

"The fourth daughter-in-law didn't borrow too much outside, so she borrowed 500 yuan.

The fourth child works alone, and the salary is not too high. It is not counted to support a family of four, and he has to supplement the husband’s family. How many can be left?

Even the savings at home and borrowing from outside, a total of 800 yuan was given to Wu Jinsheng. "

In this day and age, most people don’t have much money to spare, and those who have money will not easily borrow from others.

Wu Qiuyan was able to lend five hundred yuan, which was considered quite capable.

But when Xu Chenghou mentioned this matter, he became very angry. The fourth daughter-in-law is too courageous to borrow so much money from outside.

"Don't worry about them, the fourth daughter-in-law can find a way to repay it if she borrows it, and it's her business if she doesn't." Xu Cheng snorted thickly.

"Since ancient times, the father's debt has been repaid by the son. I have never heard of the son's debt being paid by the father. Anyway, if you want to expect me to repay his debt, there is no way."

Xu Shiyan curled his lips and looked towards Zhou Guilan.

My mother is so soft-hearted, she probably slipped money to the fourth child secretly.

Alas, this old couple is not worried at all, and they are full of moths.

"Mom, didn't you say to ask the fourth child to send the two children over?

The Wu family is probably very busy, so the fourth daughter-in-law has to go back to her mother's house to take care of her? What's wrong with those two kids? "

Xu Haiyang is eight years old this year. His birthday is enough. He should be able to go to elementary school in autumn, but Xu Jingyi is still young.

There is no Yuhong class at the other end. Wu Qiuyan is busy, afraid that she will not be able to take care of the children.

"What to give? I used to look down on your mother and me, and the children never left us to care.

I'm too busy now, do you know how to send it here? in spite of.

The fourth daughter-in-law doesn't have a job, and she takes care of her own children. Who cares to help her? "

Xu Chenghou, a stubborn old man, has a stubborn temper again, and he also deliberately wants to punish Xu Shide.

Anyway, I don’t care about anything, I do it on my own, and I find a way to do it myself.

Well, since the old man said so, Xu Shiyan didn't bother to care about it.

At this time, Su Anying led the two young ones in from the outside.

The two little babies each held a walking stick in their hands, and Su Anying took two bundles. It seemed that there were nearly twenty sticks.

As soon as the three mothers entered the room, they saw Xu Shiyan, and the two younger ones immediately widened their eyes, "Father."

Now, I don't care about the dimethoate in my hand, and I just rush over to let my father hold it.

Xu Shiyan picked up the two babies and put them on his lap, one in each hand.

"Look you two are hot and sweaty. Are you good at home? Do you listen to your mother? Do you miss your father?"

It's late July, the weather is hot, and it's one or two o'clock, and the two children have to go out with them. Isn't that sweaty?

"Huihui is good, my brother is not." Xu Jinhui glanced at Xu Haiqing who was opposite, and the little girl decided to sue. "Brother steals popsicles."

"Huh?" Xu Shiyan didn't react for a while.

"Dad, my mother went to the popsicle factory to buy some popsicles and put them in the refrigerator.

It was agreed to have one a day, but Xu Haiqing always secretly opened the refrigerator to get popsicles, and when we wanted to eat, there were no more popsicles. "

On the other end, Xu Haiyuan, who was wandering around a kraft paper bag brought back by his father, wanted to open it but didn't dare, took the opportunity to file a complaint.

Oh, Xu Shiyan remembered, he has a refrigerator at home.

Cooperating with my youngest son who is a foodie, the problem of gluttony has been committed again, and he always steals popsicles.

"Hey, every day, let's see what has happened to your brothers and sisters? They are all here to sue you."

Xu Shiyan can't laugh or cry, eat more and take more, little brat.

In hot weather, it’s okay to hold the child for a while, but it’s actually uncomfortable for both adults and children after a long time.

So Xu Shiyan put the two babies down and asked them to eat together.

"Mom, um, let me use the scissors. Look at those two. I'm so anxious that I want to read a book."

Inside the kraft paper bag, there are naturally books for children.

The two children also knew what was inside, but their father didn't speak, so they didn't dare to move.

I can only squat in front of it and watch it eagerly, waiting for my father to open it.

Xu Shiyan stepped forward with scissors, cut off the rope outside the kraft paper, unpacked it, and revealed the book inside.

In the past two years, Xinhua Bookstore has a much richer variety of books than before.

Besides, Xu Shiyan has also improved compared to before, so he picked a lot of good-looking books this time.

"Children's Literature", "365 Night Stories", "The King of Stories", "Grimm's Fairy Tales", etc., even Xu Shiyan got two issues of "The King of Fairy Tales", which was launched in May this year.

"Wow, a lot of books." Xu Haiyuan and Xu Jinping looked at the books in front of them, exclaimed, and they were so happy that they didn't know what to do.

"Dad, can we read two books?" Xu Jinping picked out two books, looked at her father expectantly, and asked.

"Let's see, choose which one you like." The book is bought for children to read, so why not let it?

Xu Haiyuan and Xu Jinping carefully moved the books to the small desks, and then they took the books and flipped through them.

The two older ones have presents, so the two younger ones can't be left behind either. Xu Shiyan pulled a back pocket and dumped all the things inside.

"Huihui's doll, Haiqing's car."

Xu Shiyan gave the toy to the two younger ones, and then rummaged through to find three pencil cases.

The stationery case this time is beautiful. It is the kind of plastic with magnets on it and a pencil sharpener.

Xu Jinping's is pink, and Xu Haiyuan and Yang Haoyu's are blue, with cartoon patterns on them, exquisite and unique.

It is said that it is new, and Xu Shiyan does not know whether it is true or not. Anyway, he saw it and thought it looked good, so he bought it for all three children.

"Yuanyuan, Pingping, look at the pencil case and adhesive tape that Dad bought for you."

The adhesive plaster that Xu Shiyan mentioned was the kind of rubber with bright colors, various shapes, and fragrance.

When he went to buy a pencil case, the salesperson recommended it, saying that it was a particularly good and new product.

Xu Shiyan thought it was very delicate, and thought his daughter would like it, so he bought it.

In addition to these, Xu Shiyan also bought two boxes of crayons, two pens, two brushes, and some odds and ends.

The crayons are thick six-sided, not as thin as those sold in local stores.

Xu Jinping loves to paint and paint, so she happened to see it, so she simply bought two more boxes to make her daughter happy.

The fountain pen and writing brush were bought for Xu Haiyuan. When school starts again in autumn, Xu Haiyuan will be in the third grade.

After the third grade, students should start using pens and calligraphy lessons.

Hero brand pens are of good quality and durable.

The writing brush is only purple. That kid Xu Haiyuan likes calligraphy very much, so I bought two better brushes for him to use.

(end of this chapter)