Chapter 90: Wealth is the backbone of bravery

Chapter 90: Wealth is the backbone of bravery

Tile Factory.

The two bosses, Deng Shirong and Deng Yungui, were paying wages to the workers.

Since the first wage payment began after July 14th, the tile factory had paid wages four times so far. Whether it was the master craftsmen working in the factory or the laborers who worked the hardest and earned the least, everyone had saved a considerable amount of money.

For example, Deng Changbiao, Deng Shirong's apprentice, received his wages for this month. Over the four months at the tile factory, he had earned a total of 948 yuan. Adding the few dozen yuan he already had, his net worth now exceeded 1,000 yuan, making him a "wealthy man" in the entire Help and Correct Brigade!

The laborers also received 180 yuan in wages after four months, earning a small fortune. They smiled like blooming chrysanthemums, their faces wrinkled with joy. Those with sons of marriageable age saved money to find wives for their sons, while others quietly planned what to buy for their families.

In short, everyone was smiling. With so much money coming in, all the hard work felt worth it.

As usual, Deng Yuntai kept a few yuan for pocket money and handed the rest of his wages to his father.

Parents in this era still held significant authority in their children's hearts. Even if their sons were already married, as long as the family hadn't split, most of their income would generally be handed over to their parents, who would manage all household expenses.

So when the workers at the tile factory saw Deng Yuntai's actions, they were used to it, as their families did the same.

Deng Yuntai had received three salaries before, and except for keeping a few yuan for pocket money, Deng Shirong had accepted the rest.

But this time, after Deng Shirong took the money, he pulled out five large bills and handed them back, saying, "You and Xiuping will go register tomorrow. As the saying goes, 'Wealth is the backbone of bravery.' No matter the time, a man must have money on him to feel confident and composed, no matter how outstanding the woman is."

Deng Yuntai chuckled and took the five bills from his father. As soon as he had the money in hand, his courage swelled, proving the truth of the saying that money is the backbone of bravery.

All the workers at the tile factory had been invited to attend Deng Yuntai's wedding on the 12th of next month, so when they heard Deng Shirong say that Deng Yuntai and Zhang Xiuping were going to register the next day, no one was surprised. They all came over to congratulate Deng Yuntai.

Although the standard for marriage in rural areas was to hold a wedding banquet, it was still worth congratulating someone when they went to register.

After receiving their wages, everyone chatted for a while and then returned to their respective jobs to continue working.

…

6 p.m.

Deng Changbiao, now a man with a net worth of over a thousand yuan, once again took the step of "not recognizing any relatives," humming a random tune and returning home with a smile on his face.

"Xiaolan, I'm back!"

Lu Xiaolan, who had been married to him for many years, could tell from his tone that he was in a good mood today. She also calculated that he should have received his wages, so she couldn't help but feel happy and said, "Go wash your hands and have dinner."

Deng Changbiao hummed, washed his hands in the basin, shook off the water, wiped them on his clothes, took out this month's wages from his pocket, and handed them over, saying, "I got my wages today. Keep them."

As expected, Lu Xiaolan took the money and asked with a smile, "How much did you get paid this month?"

Deng Changbiao said cheerfully, "Two hundred and thirty-one yuan and thirty-three cents."

Lu Xiaolan was delighted and said happily, "That's great. Our family now has more than a thousand yuan. This was unimaginable just a few months ago."

Deng Changbiao nodded and said, "Yes, before Master contracted the jar and tile factory, who would have thought that making large jars could earn so much money in a month?"

Lu Xiaolan put the money into her inner pocket and, while serving her husband food, said with emotion, "I really didn't expect it. I thought it was good for you to earn 20 or 30 yuan a month. Who would have thought the monthly income would be over 200 yuan? It's like a dream."

The couple sighed for a while, and when Deng Changbiao started eating, Lu Xiaolan sat beside him and said, "Brother Biao, our savings now exceed a thousand yuan. Why don't we build a big blue brick and tile house?"

Deng Changbiao had also thought about this. He said, "We must build a big brick and tile house, but it's already the end of October, and there are only a little over two months until the New Year. It's definitely too late to start construction this year. We'll have to wait until after the New Year to build it. This will give us two more months of wages."

Lu Xiaolan said, "I also meant to build it after the New Year. This big blue brick and tile house must have a bathroom like Master's house."

Before Deng Shirong built his new house, everyone had been accustomed to using the outdoor latrine. There's no harm without comparison.

But now that Deng Shirong's big brick and tile house was built, the clean bathroom was something every woman who saw it couldn't help but admire.

Think about it. When you go to the toilet, you step on old feces, smell the disgusting odor, see the squirming maggots, and endure the bites of mosquitoes and the harassment of flies. The experience of defecating in such an environment is completely different from squatting in a clean, odorless bathroom.

In short, after Lu Xiaolan visited the bathroom in her master's house, she couldn't forget it.

Deng Changbiao swallowed the food in his mouth and said with a smile, "The bathroom is definitely needed."

"The inside of the house also needs to be paved with cement."

"That's a small matter. The house we're building won't be too big, and it won't cost much to lay a cement floor."

"And a large wardrobe and a dressing table are also required."

"These are all fine..."

The couple became more and more excited as they talked. With money in their hands, everything they said could be realized, which felt completely different from making empty promises.

At the same time.

Deng Changyuan handed over all 60 yuan of his wages for the month to his mother.

Chang Yuan's mother took the money with a smile, counted it twice, and then put it into her inner pocket. She smiled and said, "Chang Yuan, I'll keep this money for you to marry a wife."

When Deng Changyuan heard the words "getting married," the image of a girl popped into his mind. He didn't know if this girl would like him, but he hoped that Uncle Yuntai would bring him good news after registering tomorrow!

Thinking of this, Deng Changyuan smiled and asked, "Mom, how much money have you saved now?"

Chang Yuan's mother asked, "Why are you asking this?"

Deng Changyuan said, "Uncle Yuntai and I are the same age. He's getting married next month. I want to know if I marry a wife next year, will the money you've saved be enough to pay for the bride's dowry?"

Chang Yuan's mother said, "The money I have now is barely enough for the bride's dowry, but wedding expenses aren't just about the dowry. There are many other costs, so there's still a big gap. However, you're earning 60 yuan every month now. If you save for a few more months, by the second half of next year, you can ask Uncle Jiu to help you find a partner!"

Deng Changyuan couldn't help but sigh when he heard this. He had already handed over 240 yuan to his mother over the past four months, but he still needed several more months' salary to have enough money to marry a wife. His family's financial situation was truly hard to describe!

(End of this chapter)