Some cold bracelets were put on my hands. Maybe it was because I was not skilled in the business, or maybe I was nervous. It took a while for Lao Zhou to put them on.

But Qian was sure that he must have practiced. Otherwise, how could he put the bracelet on her hand accurately in the hazy night shining in from outside?

Under the moonlight, Qian stared blankly at the thin bracelet on her wrist, and these thoughts came out by themselves.

She knew something was wrong with him these days. He was acting strangely. He neither followed Lao Si and the others up the mountain to look for mushrooms or poria, nor did she go to the fields to look at his rice and wheat. Instead, she just sat at home all day long.

It swayed this time, then that time.

She thought it was because Aunt Lai was preaching about the absurd things he did when he was young, but she didn't expect it was because of this.

Lao Zhou waited for a long time, but when he saw that she didn't say anything, he couldn't help coughing heavily.

Qian couldn't help but laugh out loud, raised her wrist to look at it, "You can see it at night, why don't you give it during the day?"

Hearing this, Lao Zhoutou felt a little regretful on his face. He muttered: "No during the day..."

"Did you ask me to buy it?"

"No, I bought it myself."

"Didn't you just go to the city once every eight days?" Qian said with a smile, "Did you buy it then?"

Lao Zhou was mumbling without saying a word.

Mr. Qian sat up from the bed, raised his wrist and looked at it carefully under the moonlight, and said with a smile: "It's pretty good-looking. Did you choose it?"

Old Zhou became happy and nodded, "Yeah."

There is no woman, no matter how old she is, who doesn't like jewelry.

Besides, this was the first time Qian had a silver bracelet. She looked at it for a while, then remembered and asked, "How much does this cost?"

"It's expensive," Lao Zhoutou blurted out, "It costs three to two to seven hundred yuan."

Qian raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where did you get the money?"

Old Zhou was startled, and then he remembered that he seemed to have no money.

But Qian remembered that the little girl's eyes had become bigger and bigger in the past two days. She was staring at him, motionless.

Under her gaze, Lao Zhoutou reluctantly whispered: "I borrowed it from Man Bao."

Qian: "...How do you plan to repay her?"

Don't ask her to pay it back...

Lao Zhoutou coughed lightly and said, "Man Bao is still young. I have already discussed it with her and will pay it back when she gets married."

Qian looked at him for a while, nodded slightly and said, "Okay, as long as you have an idea."

She didn't ask him whether he planned to make money to pay it back. She knew that he must have hidden private money, but she didn't know how much he had hidden in total.

But over at Manbao...

Qian smiled slightly and went to bed with the silver bracelet on. The next day Man Bao came over for breakfast and saw the silver bracelet on her mother's wrist. She became happy and said, "Mom, show me."

Qian smiled and showed her his hand.

Man Bao looked at the style and asked, "Mom, do you like this look?"

Seeing Lao Zhou listening with his ears perked up, Qian smiled and nodded, "I like it."

Manbao then noted down the appearance of the silver bracelet.

Only then did Xiao Qian's daughters-in-law notice that their mother-in-law was wearing a silver bracelet on her hand, and they all complimented her, "My mother looks really good wearing this."

Qian smiled and said, "Your father-in-law gave it to you."

The daughters-in-law praised "my father-in-law has really good taste", and Lao Zhoutou beside him also became happy.

Manbao then quietly asked his sister-in-law, "Sister-in-law, do you like this too?"

Xiao Qian smiled and nodded, "Where's the silver bracelet?"

No matter what it is, I like it.

Man Bao nodded, it seemed that his father still had a good taste.

When everyone dispersed, and Lao Zhoutou went to see the family's precious cow with his hands behind his back, Qian pulled Man Bao over and asked, "Did your father borrow money from you?"

Manbao nodded.

She then asked, "Your father's private money is not enough to buy a bracelet?"

Man Bao looked disgusted, "Dad only has more than 100 yuan of private money, how can he do this?"

Mr. Qian:...Have you spent so many years earning more than 100 pieces of literature?

Man Bao also looked around and whispered to her mother: "There are still about twenty yuan that were withheld from the second brother."

Qian looked confused, "Why did he deprive you of your second brother?"

"Last year, my second brother wanted to go to the city to sell things. Dad deducted half of his money and gave him ten cents a day. My second brother and I talked about it in private for a long time."

Qian rubbed his forehead, but after thinking about it, Lao Zhoutou really had no chance to make money.

The family had a good harvest of food, and basically only the first leg was sold, and the money from the second leg was in her hands.

Even if Lao Zhoutou and his sons went to work at Bai Landlord's house, the sons would pay 60%, but he would pay the full amount.

So how did he save the rest of his private money?

As soon as Qian came back to her senses, she saw Man Bao hunching his neck and smiling proudly. She knew what she was proud of. She nodded her forehead and said, "You old Zhou family members are quite similar in this way."

"What does it look like?"

"Just hide your personal money."

That's right. Manbao, who currently has the most private money in the family, smiled, left her mother and went into the kitchen to find food.

The atmosphere in Lao Zhou's family is good. Although for some reasons, the young people in Qili Village know that the now diligent Lao Zhou was a lazy man when he was young, this does not prevent the teenagers from Lao Zhou's family from becoming kings and dominators in the village.

Because at the same time that Lao Zhoutou's reputation for being lazy was publicized, the fact that he had a smart second brother was also spread in a small area.

Adults don't talk about Zhou Yin very much, but they are not as shy as before. But some particularly old people will occasionally mention him.

For the teenagers in the village, this is a new person who has never heard of him before, so they will naturally pay more attention to him.

So much so that Datou and the others had reasonable explanations for their sister-in-law's and their own intelligence, "Looking at how smart my uncle is, it is right for my sister-in-law to be smart, and it is also right for us to be smart. This is all given by our ancestors."

The friends all looked at them with envy. When I went back at night, they couldn't help but look at their grandparents and parents and sigh, thinking that this was inherited from their ancestors, so they are not as big-headed as they are smart. I really don't blame them.

Yes, Datou and his brothers and sisters are very smart in the eyes of their friends in the village.

Not only can they count, recognize, and read, but they also know many, many things.

If Zhou Lang in the past dominated the village with his hard fists and many brothers, Wu Lang and Zhou Lang dominated the village with their money and many brothers, then Datou, Daya and Ertou Erya and others used their wisdom to dominate the village.

My friend kept that position.

Many children don't know that intelligence can grow, especially in childhood.

At least Keke feels that as her host grows older and learns, she becomes smarter and smarter, and now, she is able to handle people who come to her through the forum with ease.
Chapter completed!