Chapter 58 The Pressure is So High

"It's very thick when pinched, and it feels like a bit too much. I'll bring you something else next time."

"for free!"

Chen Hui saw that Huang Xiulian wanted to show that she had given a lot, so he immediately expressed his opinion.

"You still have to pay for it. How can you sell goods without paying for them?"

"It's not all payment for the goods. Half is for the lobsters, and the other half is my red envelope for you when you get married."

Huang Xiulian said, wiped her hands and sat down opposite, and asked with a smile:

"When was your wedding?"

"On the sixth of this month."

"The sixth day of the first lunar month. That's only a few days away. Today is already the second day of the first lunar month. What's the auspicious time?"

"It was 10 o'clock in the morning. We didn't have a wedding banquet. We just picked up the bride and had lunch to have some fun. Then it was over."

"Okay, I got it! I'll prepare something for you, I guarantee you've never seen it before."

After Huang Xiu Lian finished speaking, she covered her mouth and giggled.

It looks like she is happier than when she got married herself.

Chen Hui also laughed.

What else could there be in this small county town that I, a person who has been away for half my life and has not seen before?

But it sounds worth looking forward to, and An Wenjing will probably like it.

In the net bag, several large shrimps had been trapped for a long time, and they were bending their bodies and jumping around inside.

Huang Xiulian noticed it, pointed and asked, "Hey, what else is in here?"

"It's an ordinary sea shrimp, but it's quite big. Do you like it?"

Chen Hui brought up the fish box and opened the smaller net bag to show Huang Xiulian.

"Is this normal? You can only catch shrimps this big in the open sea, right?"

“Most of them are dead after returning from long days at sea.”

Huang Xiu Lian took out a prawn and placed it on the palm of her hand.

From the fingertips to the end of the palm, a shrimp is exactly as long as her palm.

"Here are six. If you like them, I'll give them all to you."

Chen Hui had originally planned to take these shrimps to Chen Yaozu to see how much he could sell them for, and to take the opportunity to sell them.

Since Huang Xiu Lian had noticed it, it would be difficult to take it away.

After all, nice words can’t just be said.

"Give it to me? That would be so embarrassing. I'd better pay you for it." Huang Xiu Lian said.

"no, I'm fine."

"When we first bought the fish, you said you didn't want shrimp. If I had known you liked it, I would have taken it out just now." Chen Hui explained.

"I didn't make it clear. My daughter-in-law didn't eat it during her confinement period, but I still ate it."

"Thank you very much!"

Huang Xiu Lian called the nanny again and asked her to bring out a small basin to put the shrimps.

"Wow!" The little nanny received batch after batch of prawns and couldn't help but look at Chen Hui.

This guy looks fair and clean, but is he so good at seafood?
The nanny took the shrimps into the house, made two cups of tea and brought out a small plate of dried fruits.

Chen Hui happened to be thirsty, so he drank half a cup and politely praised the tea. Huang Xiulian immediately asked the nanny to fill half a bag of tea for Chen Hui to take back.

When we returned to Dasa Village, An Wenjing had already gotten up and was playing games with Wu Dianhai's two sons in the yard.

Seeing Chen Hui carrying the bag, the two little guys immediately surrounded him, calling him "uncle" one after another and clamoring to see what was inside.

"It's tea leaves. No! I'm not lying to you."

Chen Hui opened the bag.

The two little heads put together to look, and went into the house shouting "Mom" in disappointment.

"Brother Dianhai and Aunt haven't come back yet?" Chen Hui put the tea leaves aside and pulled An Wenjing to sit on the bench.

Take the envelope out of your pocket.

"Not yet, how much did it sell for?" An Wenjing asked expectantly. "I don't know, but it should be a lot. The rich woman said half of it was for the goods, and the other half was a red envelope for our wedding."

Chen Hui opened the envelope and took out all the money inside.

He would count one and hand it to An Wenjing, who would then read out the number.

Two quiet and tacit voices were heard in the yard.

"One, two, three, four, five"

"One, two, three, four, five"

"Thirty! Wow, three hundred yuan!?" This number surprised Chen Hui.

Three hundred, plus a deposit of one hundred, a total of four hundred yuan.

In 1985, someone would spend 400 yuan on a lobster?!

After living a new life, Chen Hui once again felt that poverty limited his imagination.

"Wow! One hundred and fifty yuan!" An Wenjing was very surprised and felt very pressured.

Receiving red envelopes from others when getting married means that you have established a personal relationship.

From now on, you have to visit whenever there is a wedding or funeral at the other person's home.

If you are invited to a happy event such as a wedding or a housewarming, you must return the gift.

Normally, the red envelope given as a return gift cannot be less than the one given when receiving the gift, and it is assumed that some more money should be added.

The twenty yuan from Huang Miao's family made An Wenjing feel that she would not be able to pay it back in the future.

One hundred and fifty yuan
An Wenjing didn't feel any joy at all about receiving the big red envelope. She just wanted to find a place to hide it, and then take it out and add ten or eight yuan to it when she needed it in the future.

"Oh, yes! There's another 150 yuan in red envelope!"

"With this money, we will have working capital, and the 500 yuan saved at home can be used to buy land."

After thinking about it this way, Chen Hui felt much more acceptable and put the money back into the envelope and handed it to An Wenjing.

"Brother Chen Hui, why did you buy so much land?"

"If you want to farm, just ask Uncle Xiang Dong to return the land to you." An Wenjing asked in confusion.

"Hey! What you said reminds me that my family's vegetable garden and farmland are still in the hands of my uncle!"

Chen Hui suddenly remembered.

After his parents passed away, Chen Xiangdong planted vegetables and rice on the land allocated to him without any further notice.

Later, when the land acquisition compensation was paid, Chen Hui was not in the village, and the money quietly went into Chen Xiangdong's pocket.

Although the land on the mountain is not as valuable as the land on the seaside.

But now that I'm back, I have to take back the land and the money.

"Well, after we get married we will have to grow our own food, so it's best to bring it back."

"But will uncle be unhappy about this?"

An Wenjing's thoughts have been led away by Chen Hui.

I no longer thought about why Chen Hui wanted to buy the land. I was only worried about whether the relationship between Chen Hui and Chen Xiangdong would deteriorate.

"Don't worry, I have a solution."

"I promise to take back our land smoothly, so that my uncle can only go home to vent his anger."

Chen Hui said this confidently and reminded An Wenjing to keep the money.

As they were talking, Chen Huihong and Wu Dianhai also came back from outside.

The handwritten receipts and deeds densely signed or stamped with thumbprints were all handed to Chen Hui.

"So soon? Nothing unexpected happened, right? Are all the members of the team here?"

Chen Hui took the deed and read it carefully twice, and there was no problem with the content.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you about this process later."

As Chen Huihong spoke, she poured a small cup of cold tea from a large enamel cup.

He finished his drink and complained, "There's not even a cup of tea to drink in the village community."

Then he rolled up his sleeves and sat down on the bench, looking like he had a lot to say.

(End of this chapter)