Si Chen's box of money, 200,000 and 50,000, was lent to Grandma Mao Yuanchao for medical treatment.

The remaining 150,000 was paid to the Bureau of Commerce in one lump sum, and all the home appliance franchise and inventory were taken.

In the office area at the back, Yan Lixia pointed to the account book and said:

"After all, it is a public store. Previously, some of the accounts were indeed inconsistent."

"Look here, there are two 14-inch black and white TVs missing."

"And here, five tape recorders are missing."

"Also, here, here..."

"Needless to say, electric fans and ceiling fans are relatively cheap, and they are in short supply."

"There is no shortage of big items like refrigerators and washing machines. After all, it's too obvious."

Si Chen looked at these accounts, raised his eyebrows indifferently, and said:

"These things, the bad debts accumulated over many years, are not the result of unclean hands of today's tellers."

"The tellers here have been changed several times, and there are now eight instead of ten."

"Some people come, some leave, some get promoted, some stay, it's normal."

"This bad debt cannot be pinned on a specific person."

Si Chen thought about it and told his wife the truth:

"If we investigate seriously, the person responsible can only be Uncle Seven. Who makes him the leader of the Commerce Bureau now?"

Yan Lixia frowned slightly and argued:

"Uncle Seven took office just at the beginning of the month. This should not be his responsibility at all!"

"Then, is it possible to go through all the previous leaders one by one?"

Si Chen shrugged and said, "Don't get excited, there's nothing you can do about it. Be good and don't take it seriously."

Yan Lixia also felt helpless for a while.

"Daughter-in-law, this world is not black and white, but there are many gray areas."

Si Chen looked at his wife's relatively innocent appearance and comforted:

"I would rather you hide under my wings and not see the dark side of this world."

"But you said that you would like to be a kapok plant near me."

"Li Xia, this is the price of growing up. You will see many truths clearly, but you are still willing to work hard to live."

"We need to be more transparent, look at it, accept it, and stop competing with ourselves, and our life will be more comfortable."

Yan Lixia was stunned for a moment by Si Chen's words, and said in a low voice:

"Sichen, these are just a few bad debts. You, why are you feeling so emotional?"

Si Chen:......-_-||

You're careless, my wife is a science student, not sentimental! Facepalm.jpg

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At the entrance of primary school.

After school, a group of eight or nine-year-old children rushed to Sili Ge's tobacco, alcohol and non-staple food counters, talking all over the place:

"I want a bag of 'Hao Chi Tou' crispy noodles!"

"I also want!"

"And I!"

"Me, me me!"

A group of primary school students waved their dimes and bought snacks.

It took them a week to save enough pocket money!

The "Haochitou" crispy noodles produced by the county food factory cost 50 cents a bag.

Not only is it delicious, it also contains Journey to the West character cards!

The sky is so pale!

That’s a small card of monsters and monsters from Journey to the West!

Who can not love?

In this era without mobile phones, computers and iPads, the small card of Journey to the West, which is as big as a bareheaded photo, is simply astonishing!

Song Tianjin was guarding the counter, getting crispy noodles for the children one by one:

"Stop collecting. There won't be a single Sun Wukong in a box. Are you stupid?"

A group of primary school students shouted:

"You are stupid! A Sun Wukong plus a hundred monster cards can be exchanged for a box of instant noodles!"

Song Tianjin was not angry either. On his fair and round face, with a pair of big eyes with double eyelids, he smiled like a waxing moon and said:

"Every time you open the noodles, your monster cards are almost the same."

"Not to mention Sun Wukong, even if you collect 100 different monster cards, it will take a long time."

"On your own, you may not be able to gather them all by the time you graduate from elementary school."

"Hey, let me give you an idea. Twenty people will collect the cards together. When the time comes, they will redeem them. Then you will share a box of crispy noodles equally. How about that?"

When the children heard this, they suddenly realized that it made sense!

"Come on, come on, open the crispy noodles and see what kind of noodles you have!" A little fat man took the lead in shouting.

In an instant, a dozen young boys were tearing into their own bags of crispy noodles.

"Oh! Why am I still a yellow-robed monster? I already have two!"

"Damn it! I'm a yellow-robed monster too!"

"Hey! I'm a scorpion spirit this time!"

"Mine is a centipede spirit, last time I was a spider spirit, and last time I was a jade rabbit spirit!"

"Mine is a black bear spirit..."

"I am a vixen..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of children burst into laughter, haha, hahaha!

"Laughing, laughing!" The little boy became angry and cursed:

"I mean, my card is a vixen, the mistress of the Bull Demon King!"

At this time, Zhao Yueran came in with a group of little girls, and everyone bought dry noodles together.

Song Tianjin knew who Zhao Yueran was and couldn't help but joke:

"Zhao Yueran, your dad is the director of a food factory. Do you still need to buy crispy noodles?"

Zhao Yueran smiled generously and replied with a high-sounding voice:

"My dad said you can't poach the public, you have to buy your own food!"

Song Tianjin burst into laughter, he is really a little adult.

The boys didn't reach Sun Wukong, so they all looked at the girls eagerly.

Children these days are more "men and women guarding each other", and boys and girls are not very close to each other.

The children in the third grade, when their consciousness is budding, are divided into two groups: boys and girls.

For those in third grade and below, the two teams are relatively close together.

For those in third grade and above, the distance between the two teams becomes wider and wider.

That fifth-grade team can turn into an "eight" while walking in labor class!

Although girls are also excited, they don't yell and roar like boys.

"Ouch! It's so annoying, another white-bone spirit appears!"

"I opened Xinghuayao, but I don't have this card."

"Mine is the King of Golden Horns, and the one I had last time was the King of Silver Horns."

"Yueran, what is yours?"

"Oh, mine is Zhu Bajie." Zhao Yueran showed his monster card.

"Hey, that's not right. Zhu Bajie is not a member of the four-man group. How did he become a monster?"

Zhao Yueran said nonsense seriously:

"When Zhu Bajie was in Gao Laozhuang, he was just a pig demon. Even if he followed Tang Monk to learn Buddhist scriptures, he couldn't change the fact that he had not achieved enlightenment, right?"
To be continued...