Zhou Yilang borrowed a large cauldron from Qian's house, and borrowed a smaller one from his second uncle by analogy.
Qian Shi glanced at him and said nothing.
Tuesday Lang was very happy, and then took the money from Qian to go to the county to buy a scooter.
Qian and the village chief's family had inquired about the money to buy the scooter, but at this moment they still gave him a hundred cash, and said: "The right is a precaution. It would be better if you can buy it within 800 cash. If you can't, You can spend a little more."
This took away most of the family's savings. Qian sighed and waved them away.
Man Bao is happy when she thinks that her family will have a car. She feels that if she earns money, she has to spend it.
So she comforted Qian, "Mother, don't worry, we will definitely earn a lot of money."
Although Qian didn't have as high expectations as she did, she still smiled at her little daughter.
A cart is considered a big item in a farmhouse, and its value almost catches up with half a bed. A bed can really be used for a lifetime, and it can also be passed down from father to father, father to son, ahem.
So when Tuesday Lang pushed the cart back, his face was beaming, and two thin strips of red cloth were tied to the cart.
The children in the village joined in the fun, yelling after them, and when Man Bao came back from the field in the afternoon, the first thing he did was to rush to see their car.
She even climbed up and let Wu Lang push her around the yard.
Seeing my sister-in-law climbed up, Datou and the others, who had been ordered not to climb around, also climbed up one after another.
The Zhou family was filled with laughter.
Although Tuesday Lang was ambitious, he was used to being cautious and didn't dare to buy too many things. The next day when he and Friday Lang went to the big market to buy meat, they reduced a little compared to Friday Lang as appropriate.
After all, it's a new place over there, and I don't know how the market will be.
Man Bao can't go today, but she has her own idea, and quietly told Zhou Wulang to buy eggs and sell them, "I don't sell them at noon, but they can cook them for dinner, and they can sell them for a penny, so they can have eggs." One dish to eat."
Because Manbao had good ideas, Wu Wulang decided to listen to her, so he quietly bought a basket of eggs when he went to Daji, not many, just thirty.
That afternoon, Wu Wulang came back with a smile on his face. As soon as he and Saturday Lang came back, they gave the cloth bag containing the money to his mother to settle the accounts, then quietly found Man Bao, took out 30 cents of money and said happily, "Someone really bought it?" .”
Man Bao looked at the money in his hand in surprise, "Fifth brother, why don't you count the money to your mother?"
Wu Wulang said: "I also save this little money myself, anyway, mother doesn't know that we still sell eggs."
Man Bao looked at him with pity, "Fifth brother, but third brother knows, mother doesn't know now, and I will know when third brother comes back."
Wu Wulang froze, and thought about it for a while, wondering if it would be okay for him to let the third brother keep it secret for him.
Thinking about the honest face of the third brother, Zhou Wulang bowed his head and went back to look for his mother, saying that he still had 30 Wen in his pocket, which he only noticed when he was changing clothes.
Qian had already counted the money, she frowned, but felt that the thirty Wen was extra, so she asked, "How did you earn the thirty Wen?"
"Sell eggs, one penny, at dinner time."
Qian took a look at his fifth son and took the money.
Zhou Zhoulang and his wife came back a little later, after all, he had a long way to go, and his soup was sold out, but he came back with more than half of the food left, which was regarded as extra food for the family.
He said: "As long as the soup can be sold, the vegetables will be sold one day, mother, this business can be done, and the big part is still in the soup."
Mrs. Qian nodded, then looked at Mrs. He and said, "Tomorrow you will go with Lao Wu and the others. It will be almost ten days for the third son to go there. You can help the fifth son and see the third son when you go."
He happily complied.
Friday Lang lowered his head even lower.
Liu Liulang took a look at Brother Wu, thinking that Brother Wu was all to blame, and it must have been self-defeating.
Once the third sister-in-law is gone, the money they can share is less, alas~~
But Man Bao was gnawing on the bones. Zhou Yilang was reluctant to share the bones with meat with those laborers, so he brought them back, and as soon as they were warmed up, he gave a piece to each of the children in the family.
She was eating all the oil on her face now, and she heard that she gave them various ideas, "Sister-in-law San, don't bring dry food, go directly there to make cakes for third brother, freshly baked ones are more delicious. "
Little Qian was thoughtful, "Two days are enough for ten days, isn't it? By then Lao Ding will also go home to get dry food, second younger sibling, third younger sibling, why don't you tell Lao Ding, you They also sell sesame seed cakes, and they don’t need money, they just collect food.”
Xiaoqian was used to eating, so she was more accurate in measuring these things. She instinctively found a bigger bowl, filled a bowl of grain and a bowl of wheat, and said, "One bowl of grain is exchanged for a bowl of rice, and a bowl of wheat is exchanged for a bowl of rice." A biscuit."
Feng Shi hesitated, "Will it be a loss?"
"No, although the income is small, if they all trade with you, there are a hundred people, and you can earn at least thirty bowls a day, which is enough to feed the family for several days."
Feng's heart was agitated, and he quickly looked at Zhou Zhoulang.
Zhou Zhoulang pondered and said: "It's okay, but it will be a little tiring."
Man Bao interjected, "What's the matter, the house of Shanbao's family is almost finished, and I will ask the fourth brother to help. Anyway, he is not willing to hoe the ground anymore, so let him knead the dough."
Zhou Zhoulang laughed loudly, touched her little head and said, "Yes, let him knead the dough, young and strong."
That's it.
Man Bao was so happy that his eyes almost narrowed after eating. When Zhou Zhou Lang came back from Bai's house, Man Bao paid him tribute, "Fourth brother, don't always say that I have a good idea and I won't give it to you. I already have a good idea." Find the next job for you."
Zhou Zhoulang asked her, "What job?"
"Do business with the second and fifth brothers."
Zhou Zhoulang became happy, "Do you still need me? Will there be many people?"
"Not much, not much, my sister-in-law suggested another small business."
Zhou Zhoulang became happy. In this way, he should be able to share some money every day. Although the money will not reach him in the end, the debt under his name will be less at least.
Then when he knew that Man Bao assigned him the job of kneading dough, the smile on his face collapsed.
Kneading noodles is the most tiring, especially when hundreds of people may eat noodles.
Zhou Zhou Lang went to see Man Bao in grief and indignation, is this his own sister
Is it my sister
Man Bao knew nothing, and was happily teaching everyone how to read with a stick. She felt that her handwriting had improved a little, at least her head and body were not separated, and it looked pretty good.