Chapter 60 Are you planning to be a street kid?

Chapter 60 Are you planning to be a street kid?

The three grandsons and grandsons arrived at their destination smoothly. The compound was very quiet. Except for those who went to work and went to school, the rest were retired employees and children.

I successfully found Uncle Niu's mother's house. She is a very cheerful old lady. She has been retired for a few years and is now using her spare energy to help out on the street.

Grandma looked at the firewood and was very satisfied. She didn't even need an ax to chop it. The size was just right. She gave her one yuan and five cents. Old Songtou said that there were also shepherd's purses in the car that were going to be sent to relatives. They were just picked this morning. Although they were Wild vegetables from the countryside, but in this season, I just want to eat them fresh.

Song Yunuan took down the baskets of shepherd's purses and said with a smile, "Nanny, we can't charge for this. You've already given us too much firewood. If you insist on giving me money, then my brother won't be able to pay for the chicken cakes you gave me." Sorry to eat it.”

Grandma just brought two pieces of chicken cake to Asheng.

When the old lady heard this, she really liked the freshness and juiciness of shepherd's purse, and the little girl's voice was very pleasant. She smiled and said: "Okay, I will accept it, and you can give me some dry firewood next time." "

After agreeing, Song Yunuan left the basket, and then the three of them happily left the textile compound.

The shepherd's purse business has a limited time limit, but dry firewood can be sold all year round.

There is a lumber factory in Nanshan County, and naturally there are also mountains and forests, located southeast of Erdaohe Village.

Across the river from the Song family's land is Danan Mountain.

Xiaonanshan is to the north of the county.

The dry firewood is all dry tree branches collected by the old man in winter, and there are many in the back yard of the house.

In the past few years, they were not allowed to enter the mountains, but in recent years, it has become casual.

As long as you don't cut down trees secretly.

Although it was impossible to sell firewood every day, it provided another source of income.

One dollar and a half can buy almost two kilograms of meat.

Old Songtou is naturally happy.

Now that we have white noodles at home, the shepherd's purse steamed buns with Erhe noodles I made this morning have no meat and only use meat oil, but they are still fragrant and delicious.

The weather was not hot, so I wrapped ten of them in cotton cloth and sent them to Song Mingbo.

Just in time for him to have lunch.

Only when I arrived did I find out that Mr. Ji’s grandson was named Ji Hao and was in Class 1, Grade 1, while Song Mingbo was in Class 2.

Ji Hao used to live in the dormitory, but now that Old Man Ji has recognized him as a guest, he naturally goes to study there.

Then he became friends with Song Mingbo, and Ji Hao brought him some delicious food almost every day.

Song Mingbo touched the heads of his younger siblings and said that the midterm exam was coming soon and they would be given three days off after the exam.

Only then did Song Yunuan remember that the electronics factory she was applying for had an exam in a week.

By the way, she also has to report to No. 2 Middle School.

After all, she couldn't get into No. 1 Middle School with her high school entrance examination results.

It was time for Song Mingbo to go to class, so he ran back to class. Lao Songtou stuffed him with one yuan, and then drove the carriage to the East District Police Station.

Song Yunuan went in alone and happened to see short-haired Xiaoyu in the corridor.

It turned out that I was wearing a wig that day.

Xiaoyu winked at her and took her to find Director He.

Director He happened to be in the office, and he said to Song Yunuan: "Xiao Nuan, Liu Jincui's case is of great importance, and there may be fish that slipped through the net. For the safety of you and your family, I have hidden you from this case. However, your contribution is great, and the institute has decided to give you a bonus. The application has been applied for, and the total amount is 300 yuan, but it has not yet been received. Just as you are here, the institute will advance it to you, and you can take it now. "

Song Yunuan's eyes lit up, it was a timely surprise.

She thanked Director He for his kindness. Director He wanted to say that this was Huai'an's intention, but he still swallowed what he wanted to say.

There were no formalities, it was quite simple.

Song Yunuan asked about Liu Jincui's case, and Director He told Song Yunuan what he could tell.

Sure enough, it was Mrs. Wang who told Liu Jincui that she could sell it at a good price.

Mrs. Wang also participated.

As for whether Lao Wangtou knew about it, Mrs. Wang was the only one who spoke to Liu Jincui that day, and Lao Wangtou was waiting outside.

What is surprising is that Liu Jincui killed his relatives out of justice and reported many things to Sun Dazhuang. He also said that his lax parenting led to his current fate.

Song Yunuan searched and found no clues about Sun Dazhuang.

Could it be that the old kidnapper really had his conscience discovered?

Director He gave Song Yunuan the new household registration book that the film police had just registered, and told her with concern that if she had any difficulties in the future, just come to him.

Song Yunuan immediately asked Director He if he knew anyone from the textile factory. She wanted to buy some rags or defective products.

Director He pondered for a moment and then agreed happily. So Director He took his grandfather and grandson to the textile factory on his bicycle.

Director He had a good relationship with Section Chief Cui of the Sales Department. After a few words of greeting, he explained his intention.

Chief Cui said jokingly: "Old He, do you know that we have to deal with a batch of defective products?"

Director He denied it with a smile.

It was just a coincidence, he really didn't know.

It's easy to do things with people.

Several people went to the cloth backlog warehouse.

Although there is a backlog, if it is sold, there will be many people to grab it.

Moreover, they didn’t originally plan to sell it externally, they were all digesting it internally.

After going through the normal procedures, Song Yunuan picked out 100 yuan worth of cloth, the kind that didn't require cloth stamps, the kind that had dyeing problems or the weaving was unqualified, including floral silk cloth, corduroy cloth, and plaid cloth. And it's really cool.

Chief Cui was a smart man and gave him an extra sack of rags.

After Lao Songtou drove the carriage away and found a place to stop, he asked Xiao Nuan in a trembling voice, where did the money come from?

The total cost was one hundred and twenty yuan, which was terrifying.

Old Songtou didn't dare to say anything the whole time, but now he couldn't help it.

Fortunately, there are barriers on both sides of the car, and there are a few baskets blocking it.

Only then did Song Yunuan have the opportunity to tell Lao Song about the first three hundred yuan. She also said that we would not talk about it on the road until we got home.

Old Songtou shut up. There were baskets of shepherd's purses in the car for Mr. Ji.

Song Yunuan took Asheng to Ji's hometown. She heard that Lin Jia's leg was getting better. She praised Mr. Ji as a miracle doctor. Mr. Ji glared at her and asked, "Are you planning to become a street kid?"

Then, without waiting for Song Yunuan to speak, he told Song Yunuan that he would not take the electronics factory exam. He agreed to go to No. 1 Middle School and also found textbooks and tutoring materials, many of which were old man Ji's previous inventory.

Ji Lao scolded: "I will make arrangements for you before I leave. Now go home and review. Don't run to the county town all day."

Song Yunuan left a basket of shepherd's purses and left Ji's house obediently carrying a basket of junior high school textbooks.

When I got home, I quickly moved everything on the carriage into the house.

Remove all the fresh grass and wild vegetables covering it.

Lao Songtou quickly returned the car, and the whole family sat together and looked at Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan said this was a bonus.

Mrs. Song said without blinking: "This money belongs to Xiao Nuan, don't worry about it. Besides, I bought so much cloth. Xiao Nuan, do you want grandma to help you collect it?"

Song Yunuan:......

The little old lady stared at the pile of money, motionless.

When she came to her senses, Mrs. Song stood up in fright, glanced out the window, took a deep breath, and finally said after struggling for a long time: "Don't tell anyone about this money. It all belongs to Xiao Nuan. Buy it today." Let’s borrow the fabric from Xiao Nuan, and grandma will keep track of it.”