Boss Song said whatever he wanted, but Qi Sheng didn't agree to start work a few days earlier, which made Boss Song, who had sold the wine in advance, regret it for a while. He was so angry with Qi Sheng's sluggishness that his stomach ached, and he drank another glass of wine, feeling that he had taken it up. After getting a good deal, he handed over the money from the sale to Qi Sheng.
After sending Boss Song away, Qi Sheng took out a dollar and handed it to his son: "This is your share, rewarding you for spiritually supporting Dad's wine making."
It was the first time for the little guy to have pocket money, and he could still buy a lot of strings of candied haws for one yuan. The feeling of suddenly getting a huge sum of money made him laugh so hard that his eyes couldn't be seen. Laughed along.
Before going to bed at night, An An, who has a huge sum of money, was still looking for a storage box. Qi Sheng saw his serious face, and helped him find it. Finally, Qi Sheng finally found the red sandalwood jewelry old lady Qi used to use. box.
An An looked at his freshly baked piggy bank and carefully put a dollar into it. Seeing this, Qi Sheng smiled and said, "Papa will give it to you in the future. You can spend part of it and keep the rest."
An An shook her head, looked at her piggy bank and smiled, he wanted to save it all, so that he would never be afraid of being hungry again!
Qi Sheng didn't say much when he saw his baby's appearance, there are too few entertainment programs now, Qi Sheng plans to go to see if there is a bookstore tomorrow, just to enlighten the little guy, and the little guy will be able to go to elementary school in a few months , Other children entered kindergarten so early in the morning, but Yuanshen couldn't even take care of himself, so why would he think of sending his son to school.
Fortunately, the current elementary school enrollment system is not as perverted as it will be in the future. It doesn't matter if the son has no kindergarten foundation.
An An heard that his father was going to buy books for him tomorrow, and he who was already a little sleepy suddenly regained his energy. Seeing him like this, Qi Sheng regretted saying it now.
"Sleep well, and we'll go to the bookstore after dinner tomorrow morning."
"Well, Dad, can I go to school in the future?"
"Of course." Qi Sheng looked at the little guy's curiosity, and asked again: "Like going to school? Then Dad will go to the kindergarten tomorrow to ask you. Maybe you can go to class with the children in two days."
An An was a little excited at first when she heard the words, but then she frowned again: "Dad, I don't want to go to kindergarten. I heard from Zhou Zhou that their teacher wants them to dance, but I don't want to dance!"
Qi Sheng smiled: "Do you know what dancing is?"
"I know, not only do you have to wear a skirt like a little girl, but you also have to have two red buttocks on your face. It's so ugly, I don't want it!" An An saw Xiao Zhouzhou being forced to dance at Mrs. Wang's house, so The two big red butts, Grandma Wang, actually like it very much. Anyway, after An An saw it, she never yearned for kindergarten again.
He also comforted Xiao Zhouzhou several times because of this, feeling deep sympathy and at the same time remembering that kindergarten is the scariest place where people want to scream!
Qi Sheng was amused by his son's serious appearance. He found that his son was so cute, he couldn't help but hugged him into his arms and gave him a big kiss. Looking at the little guy who obviously liked it but was awkward, he changed the subject: "Then Mr. An An Brew wine with Dad, and Dad will teach you how to read in your spare time, and we will go directly to elementary school in September this year."
This plan made An An very happy, he made a fuss for a while, and finally fell asleep without resisting the fatigue brought by his body.
In the next few months, Qi Sheng stayed at home honestly, either making wine or teaching An An how to read. During this time, Qi Sheng's brewed wine became famous, not only everyone in their area liked it, but even the people in the capital city liked it. It is popular in many places.
Under Boss Song's earnest efforts, Qi Sheng finally brewed some more, but this amount was still pitifully small in Boss Song's eyes. From three altars to six altars, so many people came to him to ask for it, which is not enough!
So even though Qi Sheng is making wine in addition to raising a son, in his own eyes he is completely an image of a hard-working young struggling person who is also a good father, but in the eyes of outsiders, he is not at all.
Every time the people who asked for wine at Boss Song’s place found out that they were out of stock, they couldn’t help but mutter in their hearts, that prodigal son of Lao Qi’s family still didn’t have any ambition at all, and he was blind to the food that God gave him!
Qi Sheng, who thinks he is hardworking, does not know his lazy image in the hearts of the masses. On this day, Boss Song came to Qi Sheng's house to deliver wine, and he was very puzzled when he saw him carrying a bag and packing his things to go out: " Qi Sheng, are you planning to go out?"
"Well, Uncle Song, I'll take An An out for a stroll. I'm not sure when I'll come back. If you don't come back within ten days, you can wait."
Boss Song didn't expect him to go out for so long. He thought of the headaches from the few friends who came to ask him for drinks, so he asked helplessly, "Then if you come back late, will the short batch make up for it?"
Qi Sheng smiled embarrassedly: "Forget it, Uncle Song, I only have six altars at most, no matter how many, I'm really exhausted, you just need to take a rest, how tired you are from being busy selling wine every day."
Boss Song immediately rolled his eyes after hearing Qi Sheng's words. This brat, who is lazy, talks one after another. He doesn't care about such a good opportunity to make money. He just needs to add ten or twenty altars to each batch. , he can also find a way to sell it, but it's a pity that the kid in front of him is really not good at it.
Boss Song deeply sighed in his heart that the young people in this class are not good enough, they just want to enjoy themselves before they start struggling, seeing Qi Sheng's appearance of not seeking to make progress, Boss Song made up his mind at this moment, he will take good care of his family when he goes back Those boys, who dares to be as lazy as Qi Sheng, must beat him!
Qi Sheng didn't know that he unknowingly let Boss Song's sons live in dire straits, sent Boss Song away, Qi Sheng closed all the doors and windows, and started walking to the surrounding countryside with his sons.
In the past few months, he has made a net profit of more than 1,000 from selling wine. With the money, Qi Sheng does not intend to keep all of it except for a part to buy the next batch of raw materials, and he does not intend to save money to start a business. Putting it in the bank can only wait for the money to continue to depreciate. Although I am looking forward to my son's self-made prosperity and making him a comfortable old man, but the little guy is too sweet, Qi Sheng still plans to give him some start-up capital.
So Qi Sheng planned to go to the countryside to search for treasures. In this day and age, some of the valuable things are collected in tatters, and some of them are in the countryside. Qi Sheng planned to go out to try his luck and take his son on a "travel" by the way.
An An, who was driving a bus for the first time, didn't know what was going on in his father's mind. He opened his eyes and looked out the window curiously. The figures and trees that passed by quickly always excited him.
After getting off the bus, there is still a long way to go to the countryside. Qi Sheng didn't intend to walk there by himself. Fortunately, their alighting point was a big intersection, and there was a donkey cart waiting to pick up passengers nearby. Qi Sheng went straight to the village. Hired one, and the father and son began to enjoy the open-air journey in a donkey cart again.
It was the first time for An An to ride a donkey cart, and he was even more excited than the passenger car just now. He asked in a low voice, "Dad, why is this donkey so obedient?"
Qi Sheng was amused by his son's question, he pointed to the corn hanging in front of the donkey and said, "Look at that piece of corn, there is food attracting him."
The father and son talked and laughed all the way. It was mid-August at this time. There were crops and trees in the countryside, and it was cool when the wind blew. Along the way, Qi Sheng taught his son to recognize the crops like an encyclopedia. He said it in a daze.
Qi Sheng thought that he had established a great image in his son's heart with his actions, but he didn't know that An An didn't realize how rich his father's knowledge was. favorite.
When the father and son arrived in the first village, they first found a family to eat, and then chatted with the villagers while wandering.
Their luck was relatively good, the first stop they came to was not raided, so Qi Sheng still received a lot of good things, the best of which was a Jun porcelain glazed smoker from the Qianlong period.
In just a few days, Qi Sheng spent 1,000 yuan to get a few porcelain bowls and dishes, which made An An frown.
He still doesn't understand the value in it, but he feels distressed seeing his father spending a lot of money. He has recently studied with Qi Sheng. In addition to knowing his name first, it is just some numbers. He has already recognized the money clearly and even After knowing the meaning of these numbers from the amount of candied haws and yogurt, An An felt pain when thinking of his lonely ten yuan.
Well, Dad is still a prodigal!
It was not easy for Qi Sheng to tell his son this on the way, so he took his son back in a donkey cart, took out some common dishes that had been prepared in the space and put them in his bag, and put everything else in the space.
The little guy is still teaching Qi Sheng: "Dad, next time you have to save some money like me!"
Qi Sheng smiled: "What are you planning to save that ten yuan for? Are you going to give it to Dad together?"
Unexpectedly, the piggy bank was still being missed, An An instantly became alert: "Dad, that money is of great use, you can't move it!"
Qi Sheng was amused by his son's serious appearance again, he asked curiously: "What's the use, can An An tell Dad?"
At first, An An didn't want to say it, but seeing her father was really curious, she finally reluctantly said: "You spend so much money, I have to save some of it at the bottom of the box!"
"An'an also knows the word lavish, as expected of my son, really amazing."
An An looked at his father who was still smiling and frowned: "Dad, be serious, I'm talking about a very serious issue!"
Seeing his son's serious expression, Qi Sheng quickly stopped laughing, nodded his head and tried to cooperate: "It's still my son who is thoughtful, so Dad doesn't have to worry about spending money in the future."
An An didn't expect him to say that. He looked at his father with a serious expression, and finally he could only sigh greatly. What Grandma Wang said was not right at all. Not only did he not bring Dad to the right path, but he seemed to encourage Dad's unhealthy tendencies!
Although An An, who has learned several words from Mrs. Wang, doesn't quite understand the meaning of these words, he knows that these words must be very suitable for Dad, because every time Grandma Wang finishes speaking these words, she has to sigh, like He just did the same!
When he got home, Qi Sheng pretended to take out the things he received from his backpack. He put them on the table one by one, and began to teach An An one by one, no matter whether his son understood or not.
At first An An listened in a daze, Qi Sheng didn't expect his son to memorize it immediately after he finished teaching, he just planned to give his son a small knowledge about antiques, to educate him for a few years first, and then slowly memorize it when he grows up.
But Qi Sheng saw that his son was not very interested, and finally said: "Remember what I said today, it will be your pocket money from now on."
An An, who didn't understand anything else but the last sentence, finally woke up. He nodded solemnly, and said to himself: Remember, these are all pocket money!
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