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Chapter 133

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

Chai Mi was not someone without brains; it was just that many things needed to be done step by step.

Her parents' social standing in the village could be described as neither good nor bad.

But in reality, whether it was her father Chai Youqing or her mother Su Wan, they were both decent people.

Essentially, they were simple farmers who worked all day, had little education, and didn't understand scheming; logically, their relationships should have been quite good.

But there was a very realistic situation: the family was poor. Those people, in order to save on share money, would rather you not hold a celebration at all.

That way they could save five or ten yuan in share money.

Moreover, relatives generally loved to gossip about such things, but it was obvious that the relatives hadn't been asking much. Especially the relatives centered around the Chai family.

Whether it was Chai Youfu or Chai You De, or Chai Mi's three aunts from the Chai family, almost no one asked.

Especially the three aunts: when Su Wan gave birth, she didn't return home to visit; when Su Wan was sick, she still didn't return home to visit.

By this time, Chai Xin's full-moon celebration was just two or three days away, and there wasn't the slightest movement.

These relatives' behavior made it very hard for Chai Mi not to decide to oppose them.

So regarding Chai Youqing getting back the money Chai Zhongxiao owed, Chai Mi felt not a shred of guilt; instead, she felt she hadn't even charged interest and was already being magnanimous to the point of sainthood.

Moreover, wasn't 250 yuan also sent to Wang Huirong...

How could that be considered magnanimous?

250 yuan was still money!

So Chai Mi set her daughter's full-moon banquet not on the actual full-moon day: first, because time was indeed rushed; second, so outsiders could see the Chai family's joke.

"If someone asks you why your daughter's full-moon banquet was delayed by seven or eight days, just say: our family has no money to hold a full-moon banquet, my grandfather is scraping together money to buy food..."

Chai Youqing's facial expression stiffened a bit: "Uh..."

"What's wrong? Can't say it?" Chai Mi put the money Chai Youqing had given her into her pocket, then said unhurriedly: "Dad, do exactly as I taught you and get the money back. But I dare to bet, my grandfather will definitely regret it."

Chai Mi actually understood the Chai family's financial situation very well.

In her previous life, Chai Zhongxiao never took out those five thousand yuan until he later suffered a brain hemorrhage; after he died, Wang Huirong also insisted on not taking it. In the end, Chai Zhongxiao successfully remained in a vegetative state for over seventy days—what a sin—before he finally died.

As a result, right after Chai Zhongxiao died, Wang Huirong gave that money to Chai You De.

As a result...

Wang Huirong developed a heart problem, but Chai You De stubbornly refused to send her to the hospital, just letting her tough it out there...

Later, Wang Huirong toughened it out for over an hour before finally drinking hatred at the Yellow Springs.

Of course, none of that was the point.

The point was that Wang Huirong and Chai Zhongxiao indeed had only those five thousand yuan left; everything else had long been given to Chai You De.

In this reborn life, Chai Mi had Chai Youqing coax and threaten them into getting the money back from those two old geezers. Those two old things were fine for now, but who knew if they'd regret it afterward.

After all, why spend four or five thousand yuan on a full-moon banquet?

Even if held grandly, by the purchasing power of the 1990s, it was more than enough.

In this era, vegetable prices were basically in fen or jiao, and cigarettes were only one or two yuan a pack.

The most expensive might be pork, but that was only two or three yuan a jin. Buying a live pig, the price of a live pig was now only 1.6 or 1.7 yuan; a big fat pig of three to four hundred jin, at most, was only a few hundred yuan.

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