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"Neighbors good game treasure. We are free all day. Why don't we practice selling snacks together? Hmm (expressing hesitation, etc.) ... selling small wonton, big wonton, jiaozi and tea eggs. We are too busy to move. The right to play. " Tian Jie and I hit it off at once.

Although it was suspected to be a whim, it was finally put into action. After a week of preparation, snacks are set.

"Brothers liquidation accounts. This expenditure and income have to be recorded in the book. As everyone knows, it is divided into 50-50. " Sister Tian suggested.

Think carefully, calculate slowly, and finally clarify: the food stall * * * invests 4000 yuan. Share 2000 yuan each.

Sister Tian frowned: "I ... can only get 1 0,000 yuan ... I only need 65,438+0,000 yuan to buy pots, pans, spoons, tables, chairs and tableware ... I have no money."

My neighbor hasn't known Tian Jie very well for five or six years, but she has always adhered to the rich woman line in terms of style, manners and appearance. How can you not even come up with a mere 1000 yuan? Yesterday, she spent more than 800 yuan to buy a bottle of table tennis-sized cream, so bold that she handed out a pile of powder hair that was not her own at all. What's more, in addition to her husband's "cash cow", she also has a monthly pension of 2,500 yuan.

I think since we are partners in the practice booth, we should be friendly and make money, and we should not engage in infighting first. So I deliberately pretended to be stupid and rich, and I said, "It doesn't matter. The remaining 3000 yuan is on me. " In order not to hurt friendship and feelings for money. Besides, when it comes to money, Sister Tian does have secrets and "internal injuries".

Sister Tian is adjacent to me because she remarried.

According to our little interaction before, her life is not as rich and beautiful as it seems. It is a gorgeous plaid cheongsam written by Zhang Ailing, which is covered with lice.

Tian Jie's current husband is called "Chief X", with three or two machines and seven or eight workers, but the scale is only a small workshop. In recent years, the figures in the current account are as dense as ants moving before the rain, but they have been entangled in bank loans. At two ends of three days, when Tian Jie was drinking, his palms were up: "Hey, there is no money to buy food at home tomorrow ..." He gave 200 or 500 like toothpaste. This kind of drama is Tian Jie's daily life. It happened that Tian Jie's son regarded his chubby mother as the queen of the palace and came to talk to her about money from time to time.

The only fruit left by Tian Jie's first marriage is naturally unwilling to hurt the mother-child affection for money. So, while quietly cashing in my son's pension every month, I racked my brains and tried my best to get money from my current husband's pocket. I only hate those two smart eyes, not hands, who can quietly withdraw money from checks and wallets.

Besides, Tian Jie is arrogant about this insurance son. Collect all acquaintances, colleagues, classmates, acquaintances of acquaintances, colleagues' colleagues, classmates' classmates from mobile phones and memories ... condescending to personally greet each other with smiles to enhance feelings and sell (protect) gold bullion. Therefore, Tian Jie has a date all day, riding her husband's happy motorcycle to get rich, and has little time and energy to manage the stall.

The food stall is busy, I can't take care of it alone. A little overwhelmed, overwhelmed. Later, the city management came to Luochan every three days, which scared away a lot of business. After two months of hard work, I lost weight and hair, my passion dropped, and my wallet dried up, which made her very disappointed.

Do business to make money. Tian Jie and I discussed that she quit, but she wouldn't withdraw. I am not reconciled to the failure of the first practice booth. Sister Tian and I agreed to support the stall for the time being, and it will not be over until we pull back the 4000 principal. Tian Jie agreed and asked her bluntly that she was too busy. I'm too lazy to cook when I get home. When you are hungry, you can eat anything at the stall, and it's free. Not only do I have no problem with it. When the business is good and there is not much "surplus grain" left, let her eat first and continue to run around for her son's money.

In the late autumn evening, the sun seems to be afraid of the cold, so it leaves work early, and the wind blows the dust all over the sky wantonly. I shivered and struggled in the corner: close the stall? Cold? Cold? It is not easy to earn two dollars. Tired and bitter!

When Tian Jie came to the booth, I quickly cheered up and rushed to the console. I turned on the lighter valve and asked her what to eat.

Tian Jie said unnaturally, I have eaten, but ... I want to discuss something with you. After a few seconds, she said that it was cold and there was probably no business in this roadside stall. Let me return her principal 1000 yuan. ...

I interrupted her: "You know my background. I really can't come up with a thousand at this time. " When I insist on selling stalls and other businesses every day, I will give it to you as soon as I earn enough. "

Her face was as cold as the sky, and her big bright eyes turned a few times, saying that her 1000 yuan could be given up temporarily, but I had to share the money I earned every day with her. She was afraid I wouldn't understand, so she made an intimate analogy. That is to say, if I earn 100 yuan a day, I must give her 50 yuan. Because, she is an investor.

I thought about it and felt that this request was unreasonable. Don't say I can't earn so much in a day. Even if I could, she voted 1000, and I voted 3000, which is three times that of her. The proportion is wrong! And do everything yourself, and get cold in the wind and rain. I'm playing dumb in front. Sister Tian thinks I'm really stupid? Sister Tian, you can underestimate my IQ, but don't treat me as mentally retarded.

In my silence and anger, Tian Jie danced and shouted, "You won't give me money, will you?" Then you can't think of a stall. I call the city management every day to arrest you. "Say that finish, off her Jinhua ham thick short legs, heavy away.

I held my breath, and the next day, I deliberately set up a stall half an hour in advance. As a result, the city management didn't invite Tian Jie. She asked me to put away the gas stoves, pots, tables and chairs she bought, and the tricycle came and took them away at once. Well, this is a radical move! Take these things away. I must stop eating. But she and I didn't expect that other neighbors who were watching the fun also came to help. Some moved tables and stools from home, some turned out the old gas stoves that I didn't use so that I could make do with them first, and some took the initiative to buy me a new ... my booth, and everything remained the same.

Two days later, the chengguan came. I froze nervously. The urban management kindly informed me that the city would have a health inspection the day after tomorrow, hoping that I could cooperate and close down for a few days. I said yes.

Only after the health check, the weather changed suddenly and it rained continuously. I completely lost the fighting spirit and will to practice stalls. On the website of this city, I transferred the stall to a young netizen who started a business at the price of 400 yuan, and donated 400 yuan to a leukemia child in his name and mine. Successfully ended the three-month training stall life and started to be a housewife again.

Sister Tian and I, still neighbors, looked up and saw each other. Every time she sees me, she looks like an angry old bird with a deep hatred on her face. I am used to anyone's hot and cold, and I have looked down on anyone's drifting away. Although I was hurt by money, I was not hurt or sad. Live a secular life that only reads idle books attentively and turns a deaf ear to people.

Unexpectedly, one night, Tian Jie knocked on my door and asked me awkwardly if I could stay for the night. I hesitated, she said tearfully, and had a quarrel with her husband. For the money. Ask a son of a bitch for money. Life can't go on ...

Money, money, money again. Money, this thing, will only hurt friendship and continue to hurt family and love?

"This son of a bitch, married for five years, as long as you don't talk about money with him, you can live. When it comes to money, you can't live in this life. " Tian Jie began her story bitterly.

Tian Jie's husband has been responsible for making money to support his family, and she is responsible for beauty. Tian Jie spends about one to two times as much money on beauty, health care and nursing products every month as her pension. Of course, Qian Tianjie didn't spend any money. She turned herself into a beautiful lady with a hall and a kitchen. But Tian Jie has always been forced to make soup. What she likes best and what she thinks is the most appropriate thing-going to the guild hall! Be a housewife, not a cook. Fortunately, she is usually responsible for cooking dinner for her husband. Husband pays her living expenses every month 1500 yuan. To be fair, her husband still maintains a fine tradition of thrift. Although he drinks a little wine, he is not picky about food. Even a few slices of sausage and a dish of peanuts are very satisfying and sweet. Only on weekends and holidays, when Tian Jie's sons come to eat one after another, can there be fish, shrimp, beef, chickens and ducks. Life is beautiful and peaceful.

"Then why did you quarrel?" I want to know.

Tian Jie put forward new requirements for her husband: invite her to cook at home and give her 1500 yuan's salary in addition to living expenses. This is the preferential price of love. Hiring a nanny is not enough! Her husband drank some wine and blushed like Guan Gong. I don't know if it's alcohol or anger. He whispered to her, "Are you still human?" Or my wife who lives with me? Either live a good life or get out ... "

Tian Jie rolled around my house all night, and then rode her happy motorcycle to her mother's house.

As soon as the two sisters-in-law heard that she was going to stay, they immediately surrounded her affectionately to discuss rent, food, water and electricity. What price did she pay? Tian Jie is obsessed with her own career, and half of her pension is not enough. She immediately drove to her son's house. My son said happily, Oh, I warmly welcome my mother to my son's house. Now there are people cooking, cleaning and picking up children from school. ...

Tian Jie's heart is cold. She went out silently and went home by motorcycle. She quietly bought beef for her husband, stewed spiced broad beans, cooked eel soup and served him wine. God, calm and serene again. Sister Tian is also a wealthy woman who pays photogenic attention to herself.

However, the good times did not last long, and my son wanted to buy a house in Midea City. Sweet talk with Tian Jie100000 down payment. Tian Jie had a sum of money, but when her son got married and gave birth to the third generation, she used it all. Recently, she bought 30 thousand yuan of insurance for her grandson in her son's name, making ends meet.

My son pushed her confidently, and you asked ... old guy ... to. ...

So my son forced my mother, and my mother forced my stepfather. Home, just a quiet home, has once again become a battlefield of money, with plates hitting the wall and drooling.

Sister Tian complained to me. One minute she said that her son was forcing people to die, and the next minute she said that the old dog was not a person.

I asked her, "If, I mean if, your old dog day contribution is 100 thousand down payment." Do you want to mortgage the balance? Who will repay the loan? You, husband and son? Your son and his wife earn just over 4000 pounds a month ... they want to raise a child and a car ... where did they get the tickets? "

Tian Jie was silent for a long time and sighed long: "Alas ... I still secretly repay his car loan every month. Can you stand it? Look at my superficial scenery, is this day still a person? "

People often complain that life is hard, as if life is deliberately embarrassing. In fact, sometimes, it is not man-made difficulties, but man-made difficulties.

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