House Dad’s Literary Life

"This is ten, this is five dollars, this is one piece!"

In the partial hall, the little girl was tidying up her little money, and she whispered as she tidyed up.

On the table, the banknotes that had piled up like mountains had already been lost by a large part, and in front of the hustle and bustle, a neatly classified banknote was stacked.

曦曦 This good performance, let the father watching the side of the show revealing a satisfactory look. Originally, Yang Lan was also worried that when he was sorting out, he would arrange it indiscriminately, which would make the adjacent banknotes of different denominations confuse together!

However, the little girl finally performed very well. Not only did she classify accurately, but she did not arbitrarily put the same denomination of banknotes into a stack.

This looks very comfortable!

At this time, on the other side of the living room, there was a voice of Murphy's smile: "What is the sister doing? We are coming to visit the class!"

Yang Lan turned his head and saw that he was still wearing a cartoon bib's little squat, screaming at the smiling face, slamming the smoke in front, rushing to the eccentric hall, and Murphy was the end. Holding a small bowl, laughing and following.

This little guy, since he was playing wild in his grandparents' house, he began to eat and was not safe. Murphy had to chase after him.

Xiao Yan should have heard the voice of his sister counting money this time and was attracted.

I saw him coming curiously, leaning on the small head and looking at the sister who was arching her chair with her little buttocks. However, from his perspective, there is no way to see what her sister is doing.

It may be that I saw my sister ignored him for a long time. Xiaoxi was very confused and turned to look at Dad. She extended her small finger to her sister. Although he did not speak, the expression seemed to ask Dad: Why did my sister not follow me? Play?

Yang Lan bent over and hugged Xiao Xiao to make him see more clearly. Murphy took the opportunity to come over and fed a small spoon with a small spoon.

Xiao Yan didn't have much interest in the money on her sister's desk. He groaned and finally fell on the three pink piggy bank.

"To play, hey!" His attention shifted from his sister to the piggy bank, and he happily patted his father and held his hand and pointed at them.

"Hey, my brother said that I want to see your piggy bank." Yang Yan said with a smile.

Being busy sorting out the money to clean up his own money, he generously took out a piggy bank and handed it to his father.

Yang Lan put down Xiao Xiao and let him play on the ground. Xiao Xiao climbed to the piggy bank with interest and regarded it as a Malay ride.

Regardless of Xiao Yan, I quickly sorted out my own coins. Under the guidance of my father, I began to count the numbers: "You count one at a time, and put it in here, every ten, just Use one of them to clip it up so that it is not easy to confuse."

Counting money is a very pleasant thing. I saw the little girl counting it very seriously, but the little face has always been filled with a happy smile, and the beautiful big eyes are laughing into a crooked crescent.

Finally, the amount that I sorted out was 11,816 yuan!

How can there be so much? Doesn't it seem that there is not much?

This is true. The accumulated pocket money in the past few years and the fraction of the money that the New Year’s money has given her every year is about 2,000 to 3,000.

But the small bag in the cockroach contains a lot of hundred dollar bills in this year’s lucky money!

The little girl received more than 2,000 pieces of lucky money in her hometown. In addition, the big head was still after they came back yesterday. Lanzhou Kai, who stayed in Jiangcheng, came to the door and stuffed the six hundred thousand in the big red envelope of the bag. Six hundred and sixty-six dollars!

However, this total is a bit awkward, 11,186 yuan...

Not an integer!

"After a hundred and thirty-nine dollars, you can make up 12,000 pieces." Yang Yan said with a smile, he was prepared to say that he took the money to make up for it and make an integer.

But listening to my father's calculations, my eyes turned and I saw her glance at the little piggy bank that she couldn't get with her piggy bank. She had a happy smile on her face.

"Hey, my brother also has a lot of red envelopes! Let's take the money of my brother!" The little girl pointed at Xiaoyan, her voice was very crisp, and she said of course.

......

Xiao Yan’s money was finally saved. Although he took a small red envelope, the small money could rise to a larger number, but Yang Lan prevented the sin from reaching out to his brother. tiny hand.

He paid for his own money and made him spend 12,000 yuan.

Just as there is nothing else today, Yang Lan took the money to the bank to save money.

The collar number, waiting in the hall, all this, I feel very fresh.

My father didn't bring her to the bank before! After all, when is this big family, Yang Lan, when do you need to go to the bank to save money?

The little girl sat in the lobby of the bank and looked forward with great interest.

"How old is your house prostitute?" A grandmother sitting next to her, looking at her cute and cute look, was very fond of laughing and laughing with Yang Lan.

Most of the people who are waiting in line at the bank to work at the counter are middle-aged and elderly people, or are the company clerk who handles the business. Like the old grandmother around Yang Lan, holding a passbook in her hand, it is estimated that it is not to withdraw money, but to come to the water.

Nowadays, young people are basically not doing business at the counter. They are too troublesome to queue up, either using atm or directly using the online banking that has been popularized by the Sahara online mall in recent years.

However, the elderly are not so easy to accept new things. They are more willing to go to the counter to handle the business. Even if they take one or two hundred dollars, they have to wait in line and watch the tellers give them operations, so that their hearts are more practical.

Yang Lan smiled at the old man and said: "She is six years old this year."

"Hey! I have a grandson, a little older than her, but not so high. I am eight years old this year, and I am in the second grade!" The grandmother and Yang Lan came up.

Soon, it was the turn of Yang Lan, they did business, Yang Lan and Yan said goodbye to the grandmother, they came to the counter.

"It’s her business. She took her to save her money for the past few years and deposited it in the bank.” Yang Yan smiled and said to the teller behind the glass window that he let the donkey sit on the high chair. Stand by yourself.

"No problem, hello, little sister!" The teller smiled and greeted him.

The little girl shyly grabbed the counter, sat on the high chair, and moved her little ass. She didn't know how to respond, she never talked to someone else through the glass.

"Come, this is your bank card. In the past, your mother also put your money in it. You put it in, so that the aunt can get it from inside." Yang Hao issued a bank card and handed it to 曦Hey.

"Can't call Auntie, call my sister!" The teller inside did not recognize Yang Lan, but still cares about this title, and said with a smile.

This time, I finally saw the source of the sound, which was transmitted from a small black box attached to the glass.

"Sister! This is for you." According to Dad, the bank card was stuffed into the groove, sweetly said.

"Little sister, are you going to save money?" The teller got the card and said with a smile. "You can take the money first. Let's go through the money counter first, count the amount of money, then you can save the money." It is."

"But we have been at home!" I was puzzled and said.

"It's like this, little sister, we have to count it again, just right, the number you got, you can count the pair with yourself and see if we have the right thing!" the teller patiently explained.

Such children were brought over by Mom and Dad to save money. The tellers have seen a lot, although they don’t save much, even some are still dozens or hundreds of pieces, and there may be a bunch of zero notes. It is simply to trouble them, but the bank's requirements for the tellers are still gentle and patient!

After all, leaving a good impression on these children is also cultivating future customers for the bank!