Chapter 391 Scam 1

Author: Jiu Yuehe

Jiang Lanhua washed the dishes and came out to say goodbye to Yang Liu.

"Then I'll come back tomorrow!" Jiang Lanhua's voice was a little timid. Yang Liu guessed that she was probably not familiar with the unfamiliar environment, so he tried his best to gently say that she could just come over at the same time tomorrow.

Jiang Lanhua left happily, and Yang Liu went to take a nap again.

It had been a long time since she had been so comfortable at home for a leisurely day. This feeling of not doing anything and not thinking about it was quite good, but she would definitely not be able to bear it if it lasted two more days.

After waking up, I looked at the time and saw that it was already three o'clock. After sleeping for too long, I felt a little confused. I lay on the bed and didn't want to move at all.

The phone rang, she turned over and took it, still lying on the bed to answer it.

The phone call was from my mother's hometown.

"Yangliu, are you busy?"

"Mom, I'm not busy. I'm resting at home today!"

"How are you lately? How is Lin Zhiyu?"

"Well, we're all doing fine, but we're all busy. What about you?"

"Well, we are all in good health. It just doesn't rain today. It's been very hot for a month. The water in our pond has dried up and all the fish in it have been sold at low prices."

Yang Liu was shocked. He didn't expect it to be so serious. He hurriedly got up from the bed and leaned against the bedside table and asked: "Is the damage at home serious?"

"It's not that bad. When you came back in March, not all the fruit trees on the mountain were in bloom. You thought this year would be a good year and there would be a good harvest. Alas, most of the fruits were picked in advance due to lack of water.

The chickens and ducks are gone. There are not many fruits left. I also hired someone to fetch water from the spring ditch in the back mountain every day for watering. It is good to just keep the fruit trees alive. I don’t know if those fruits will survive to the end. The chickens and ducks at home

They were all sold at low prices, leaving only some breeder chickens and ducks."

On another mountain behind Yangliu's house, there is a mountain spring that will never dry up no matter how dry it is. Later, someone dug a pit at the outlet of the mountain spring and the water accumulated to form a small pool.

Several surrounding villages had no choice but to go over the mountains to carry water. Even if they couldn't irrigate the fields, at least their families wouldn't die of thirst. The amount of water produced by the mountain springs is very small, and if everyone came up, they would have to queue up.

Fortunately, the Yang family's farm is located in the back mountain, so it is easier to carry water than others. However, during the day, everyone has to line up to carry water home for food. The Yang family can only hire someone to carry water at night, which is very expensive.

Yang Liu asked: "Have you never thought of any other way?"

"Your brother found someone to look at it and said that it is possible to dig a deep well in our villa, but one well is not enough. It will take several wells, and they may not be able to produce water."

Yang's mother continued: "Actually, there was a drought last year, but then it rained, which somewhat remedied the problem. This year it is even worse, and now the county asks everyone to donate money to build a reservoir. Our family also plans to dig a well. Alas, Yang

Jiang has invested all his money in this villa in the past few years, but has not made much profit yet, and now he is really going to run out of food."

Yang's family members all like to report good news but not bad news. Yang Liu didn't know that it was so difficult for the Yang Jiang couple now. Listening to his mother sobbing, Yang Liu said: "Mom, don't worry, I will go to the post office to send money to my family now. As long as

It will be better once we have water, and it is best for Yang Jiang to find ways to prevent this kind of thing."

Yang Ma said: "We haven't had such a drought here for decades. I really didn't expect it this time. Everyone was careless."

Yang Liu said a few words of comfort and then hung up the phone, got up, put on her clothes and entered the space.

All valuables at home are stored in the space, including cash.

She entered her office and opened the unlocked safe. In addition to the real estate certificates of several houses she had purchased in recent years, there were also some jewelry bought in her previous life. Of course, the most expensive one was given to her by Old Man Lu before his death.

The set of jade jewelry.

There wasn't much money in it, only thirty thousand yuan, so Yang Liu simply took it all.

Although I don't know if the 30,000 yuan can solve the big problem, it can definitely give me a break first. If the follow-up is not enough, I will try to find a way. In the worst case, I will ask Wu Qian to borrow money.

I found a black bag, put the money in it, zipped it up, and walked out of the door under the scorching sun.

After exiting the alley, turn right and walk for about ten minutes. There is a post office.

The lobby of the post office is very large, and there are not many people doing business in the afternoon, about seven or eight people.

There was a man in security clothes walking around in the hall, his eyes scanning the people in the hall, looking very alert.

Only one window was open, and there was a middle-aged female staff member working at the office. She shouted with a cold face and no emotion: "Next one, hurry up!"

The last note rose, and the urging voice sounded very impatient, but the people in line would not be angry. The person in line was a man in his fifties or sixties, who looked like he was a migrant worker. He hugged the cloth bag in his hand tightly and immediately stepped forward.

, and smiled flatteringly at the staff member who glanced at him coldly.

The staff member tapped his fingers on the table: "Hurry up with the order, there are still people queuing up behind you!"

Yang Liu only glanced at this scene in a hurry when he was picking up the remittance form. He also saw that the people in the queue at the back didn't seem to have much feeling about the attitude of the staff. I guess that's right, no one cares about the service attitude now.

Yang Liu took out a remittance form, looked around, and saw a long table in the corner, obviously for people to fill in the forms.

So, she walked over, held the money in her arms, took out the pen she brought and filled it out.

Just as I started writing, a rather honest middle-aged man came to the left. He was dressed plainly and had stains on his hands that had not been cleaned. He probably worked on a construction site.

He was also about to fill out the form, but he didn't seem to know many words. He looked around worriedly, and then his eyes fell on Yang Liu.

Then, he moved towards Yangliu, only one step away from Yangliu.

When he moved over, Yangliu moved quietly and covered the filled area with his hands. Then he looked at the man and frowned: "This table is very wide and there is no one. It needs to be so close."

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"I'm sorry, girl!" The man apologized to Yangliu embarrassedly: "I just want to trouble you to show me how I should fill it out. This is my first time sending money to my family. I don't know how to do it.

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Yang Liu softened his expression, but still took another step away, then pointed at the sample in front of him and said: "This is the sample, just fill it out according to it. If you really don't know how, ask their staff.

, you can ask them for help! You have personal privacy here, I can’t help you!"

The man thanked him politely, looked down at his list, and then looked at the samples in front of him, as if he didn't know what to do?

The weather was hot, and sweat soon appeared on his forehead, and then dripped down his chin.

He took out a piece of cloth from his trouser pocket and wiped the sweat on his forehead. When Yang Liu saw this scene from the corner of his eye, he felt a little funny: This man was actually very particular and even wiped the sweat with a handkerchief. Most men just wiped it with their hands.
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