When the little grandma ran away, Shi Zhen went for a spin.
He took out all the tinfoil from his hand and brought back some straw.
Local rice is mainly grown, and two seasons can be planted, but if two seasons of rice are planted, the first season is often harvested when it is not fully mature, and the second season is also rushing to plant and harvest...
The final product "double-cropping rice" has a poor taste, and the yield per mu per season is also less than that of a single season.
Therefore, after the rice production has risen in these years, few people have planted two crops, but in winter, everyone will plant rapeseed or wheat in the fields.
Guan Baiyu's adoptive father's family grows some wheat every year.
When Shi Zhen went to deliver the tinfoil, he offered to buy some straw from him by the way, but he didn't ask for money this time, so he gave Shi Zhen a bundle for nothing.
Back at Guan Baiyu's place, Shi Zhen picked out the more delicately folded ingots, then took out the needle and thread to thread them, and between the two ingots, there was also a piece of straw.
The straw is hollow, and it is cut into sections and worn in the middle of the ingots, which not only makes the strings of ingots look better, but also looks high-end and elegant.
Such ten ingots are worn in a string, and they will definitely be popular when they are sold.
Shi Zhen took Shi Xinghuo and Guan Baiyu, and put those folded ordinary ingots in 50 packs in plastic bags. As for the beautiful folded ingots, they collected them together and prepared ten strings to string together with needle and thread. .
He had people fold ten packs of tinfoil, and he could reasonably get 10,000 ingots, but those old ladies who folded ingots would deduct some ingots more or less, and the total number on his side should be less than 10,000.
But the cost of these ingots is only thirty!
Looking at the ingots in the room, Shi Zhen felt that he was an abominable capitalist who squeezed those old ladies-the wages he gave them for the ingots were a little too small.
However, the old rural ladies have nothing to do these days. For them, folding ingots is not a tiring job. After folding a lot, they can chat with others and fold, so they are happy to do it.
Shi Zhen packed a total of 150 packs of 50 ingots per pack, and he stopped after stringing dozens of ingots in a string of ten, and planned to set up a stall tomorrow to make them.
They were busy until ten o'clock at night before going to bed.
The next day is Monday, which is also the day before Qingming Festival, which is called "Qingming Night" locally.
Factories, schools, etc., will also have a holiday this afternoon, and even at the construction site where Shi Xinghuo works, it will be directly put on Monday and Tuesday for two days.
Shi Zhen got up early this day as usual.
On Qingming day, people in the countryside would kill chickens to buy meat. Their pig head meat sales would not be very good. Shi Zhen only prepared two pig heads, but he prepared a lot of dried tofu and eggs.
After moving the stall to the town, Shi Zhen hurried back home again. It was only seven o'clock at this time, and Guan Baiyu, who had been instructed by him, hadn't left for school.
Seeing that Guan Baiyu had packed his wrinkled books into a clean bag, Shi Zhen asked him, "Xiaoyu, you said before that you don't listen to lectures much in school now, and you do the questions yourself, is that true?"
Guan Baiyu nodded: "Brother, our new class is over, and now the teacher is giving lectures every day... I don't have to go to school at all, brother, let me set up a stall for you!"
"I'm going to school today to ask for leave for you, so don't go to school in the future, lest that Yan Jiangtao trouble you, but you can't set up a stall with me either... You go to the Xinhua Bookstore in town to read books these days, and so on. I've been busy these days, and I'll see if I can find a retired teacher and let you study with him! Also, I remember that there is an English extracurricular class in town, and I'll enroll you in one." Shi Zhen didn't plan to develop Guan Baiyu Yi Lai stretched out his hand to eat, open his mouth, and only knew how to study, so when Guan Baiyu was at home, he would also let Guan Baiyu do it.
But he couldn't let Guan Baiyu set up a stall with him all day.
After doing so much, how can Guan Baiyu still have the heart and energy to study
And junior high school is just the beginning, Guan Baiyu has to go to high school next, high school is still very difficult!
So it is best to find someone to make up for Guan Baiyu.
"Brother, you don't need to find a teacher for me, and I don't need a training class, I can do it myself
What I learned... English is very simple. I can learn it well with a little snack. If I can't, I can just go back to school and ask the teacher. "Guan Baiyu was shocked when he heard Shi Zhen's words, he had never heard of supplementary classes before!
Whether it is to ask a teacher to teach him or let him go to make-up classes, money is required, which he feels is completely unnecessary.
"We'll talk about this later, let's go, I'll take you to school to ask for a leave." Shi Zhen said.
Shi Zhen didn't like Guan Baiyu's head teacher, but when he got to school and found someone, he still suppressed his temper and talked to others in a good voice.
No matter what, Guan Baiyu is also a student of this school, and he still has no ability to transfer Guan Baiyu.
As for the matter between Yan Jiangtao and Guan Baiyu... There is no internet at this time, so he can't make much trouble if he wants to!
Even if the trouble gets bigger... Guan Baiyu is fine now, with no wounds on his body, he can't do anything to Yan Jiangtao at all, and the teacher can completely push the responsibility by "not paying attention to the contradictions between the students".
Shi Zhen told the teacher that Guan Baiyu had no money to go to high school. He wanted to work part-time to earn some tuition in the past few months, so he had to take a long vacation. Of course, he would definitely take the high school entrance examination.
There are actually many students in the third year of Xiaqiu Junior High School who usually do not come to school, especially those girls. They are all literate and learn things quickly. Anyone who turns sixteen in the third year of junior high school will go to work early in the factory. .
But Guan Baiyu is different from them, he has good grades!
The head teacher felt that there were only a few months left, so it would be better for Guan Baiyu to come to the school to study.
Although the league test has been completed now, it is still uncertain whether Guan Baiyu can be recommended.
"Teacher, you also said that the league has already passed the exam. Whether he is in school or not will not affect his grades." Shi Zhen insisted on asking Guan Baiyu for leave.
In the end, the teacher agreed that Guan Baiyu would not come to the school, but he also said that if there is any important exam in the school, Guan Baiyu will come to the exam.
Shi Zhen had no problem with this, and told the teacher that if he wanted Guan Baiyu to come to school, he could talk to Guan Jinjin in the first year of junior high school.
After asking for leave, Shi Zhen took Guan Baiyu home, and then took him and Shi Xinghuo to send the bags of ingots to the town.
Shi Zhen will ride a bicycle in his previous life, so he can use the bicycle with money.
Qian Qiqi is very courageous, he is not afraid of falling, and after getting his bicycle, he goes up and rides regardless of whether it is in his hand, and he learns it in no time.
But Shi Xinghuo and Guan Baiyu could not ride a bicycle. Shi Xinghuo tried to learn, but he was unstable when he almost fell and refused to continue. As for Guan Baiyu, he was so short that he couldn't sit on the bicycle seat, so he simply didn't learn.
Shi Zhen asked Guan Baiyu and Shi Xinghuo to occupy a place in the town to set up a stall first, and ride their bikes home to transport things.
Today, there are many more people setting up stalls in the town than usual. Many rural people have caught their own chickens and sold them in the town.
Others sell sweet wheat tacos and Qingming dumplings, or they catch small crucian carp from the river to sell.
In the past few years, everyone's conditions have been good. During the Qingming Festival, they will prepare a piece of pork, a chicken, and fish. When they go to the grave, they will also have fish and eggs, and they will also prepare some cakes and fruits.
In the countryside, the things that go to the graves can be brought back to eat, but the things that have been to one grave cannot be used to go to another grave. In this case, it is not suitable to buy big fish to go to the graves. Everyone is used to buying the small two-fingered For crucian carp, buying seven or eight is enough.
There are a lot of people in the town, and as soon as their booth was set up, many people came to ask about the price.
Most people love face, especially in this day and age - they've all had a hard time.
Fake flowers were planted when sweeping the tomb next door, so I couldn't do without it when I was sweeping my own tomb. Others burn 100 ingots, and it's better to burn 200 at home.
Some people will buy tinfoil and go home to fold ingots, and while folding, they will chant Buddha, or go to buy some ingots with those old ladies who recite Buddha.
But there are also many people who don't know how to fold or don't have that skill. When I saw Shi Zhen's fake ingot flowers and the like, didn't they like it
Shi Zhen wanted to go home to get something. Guan Baiyu was watching the stall at first. Guan Baiyu was a little embarrassed to shout at first, so he wrote on cardboard.
I paid the price and put it in front of the booth. Later, I realized that many older people were illiterate, and they started shouting: "Does anyone want silver ingots? Buy a pack of fifty cents, buy three packs of one piece! This string of ingots is a string of three cents. , two strings of fifty cents!"
Qingming only happens once a year. If you don't see someone selling ingots, it doesn't matter if you don't buy them, but if you see them, you will buy some.
Buy a dollar, whether you buy a bag or a bunch, it's enough to take home!
If you have money, buy a bunch of fake flowers, or some ribbons for decoration.
The business of Shi Zhen's booth is very good. Some of them bring their children to buy things. When the parents are buying ingots, they see the small toys that Shi Zhen bought yesterday, and they are clamoring to buy them.
Parents who are tight on money are not willing to buy them for their children. They coax their children to go home to eat meat and take their children home, but there are also many parents who don’t mind spending a few yuan to buy a toy for their children.
When Shi Zhen moved all the things at home to the town, he found that a lot of things had been sold.
He had nothing else to do, so he could watch the stall by himself, and let Guan Baiyu go to the Xinhua Bookstore to read.
Guan Baiyu didn't want to go, so Shi Zhen said: "You have a good grade in the high school entrance examination, give me more face! When I am in the town, I will tell people how many points my brother has scored in the test, and I have a lot of face."
It was enough to have Shi Zhen and Shi Xinghuo on the stand, and there was no need to stay beside him... Guan Baiyu thought about it and went to the Xinhua Bookstore.
The employees of the Xinhua Bookstore in the town are particularly indifferent to people. They ignore people who buy books, and they also ignore people who read books in the bookstore.
This is also very good, at least when people are reading books in the store, they will feel a lot more comfortable.
Guan Baiyu had never been to the Xinhua Bookstore before, so he didn't dare to enter the high-end store from the outside.
Now that he entered the store, he realized that there were so many books here!
Shi Zhen asked him to study, and Guan Baiyu didn't know anything about novels, so he went to read the exercises first, and when he looked at it, he saw a composition book.
After opening the book, Guan Baiyu couldn't close it.
This is an ordinary composition book, but there are a lot of things written in it that he doesn't know.
For example, after reading the composition written by one of the northerners, he realized that the northerners used to sleep on the kang and would burn fire under the kang.
Really amazing!
When Guan Baiyu was reading in the bookstore, Shi Zhen used his superb soliciting skills to attract customers and quickly sold his goods.
This kind of business that cannot be done for a long time is generally very profitable. The fake flower ribbons he bought yesterday at least doubled, not to mention ingots, its cost is really low and very low.
When Shi Zhen was selling, Shi Xinghuo was beside him with needles and threads to thread ingots. He couldn't count the money, but he could do it.
The business was so good that Shi Zhen didn't even bother to eat lunch until Shi Xinghuo told him he was hungry, and he went to a nearby store to ask the time, only to find out that it was almost 12 o'clock.
They didn't cook lunch today, so Shi Zhen gave two dollars to the money from the stall not far away, and let Shi Xinghuo go to the Xinhua Bookstore to find Guan Baiyu. When Guan Baiyu came back, they Just eat together.
Shi Xinghuo quickly got Guan Baiyu back, and when he came back, Guan Baiyu's expression was a little embarrassed: "Brother, I was fascinated by it, I didn't pay attention to the time..."
"It's okay, so am I... Xiao Yu, we are having dinner in town today, what do you want to eat?"
Guan Baiyu said: "I can do anything!"
Shi Xinghuo also likes to eat everything... Shi Zhen said: "Then let's go eat Xiaolongbao, each person has a Xiaolongbao and a bowl of soy milk."
Pasta is Guan Baiyu's favorite, and as for Shi Xinghuo, there is no way he doesn't like meat buns.
One piece of Xiaolongbao is five and one cage, with ten pieces in each cage.
Locally made steamed buns have thick skin and are resistant to hunger. The Xiaolongbao in this store is very large, and many people eat five.
Soymilk is 50 cents a bowl. It is served in a sea bowl with soy sauce, mustard, fried dough sticks and chopped green onion. It looks full.
Shi Zhen remembers that around 2000, he often brought Guan Baiyu to the same restaurant to eat
steamed stuffed bun.
At that time, Xiaolongbao was two yuan a basket, but the size of the steamed buns was smaller than now, and the soy milk was still 50 cents per bowl, but it had been replaced by a small bowl, and the fried dough sticks were gone.
Shi Zhen didn't leave the booth, and asked Shi Xinghuo to bring the buns and soy milk to the booth to eat. During the period, someone came to ask the price, so he put down the bowl to greet the guests, and waited to eat.
Before he could finish eating, Guan Baiyu came back and gave him five buns in plastic bags: "Brother, five is enough for me. These five are for you."
Shi Zhen accepted it with a smile, planning to warm it up for Guan Baiyu's meal at night.
At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, there was no one in the town, and those who came to set up the stalls also went home.
They all have to go to the grave and prepare dinner.
Today's Qingming dinner, everyone will eat well.
Shi Zhen's silver ingots have been sold out, only a few fake flowers and some toys are left.
As for the money, the braised eggs and dried tofu are sold out, but half of the pork head remains.
Many people buy braised egg bean curd to go to the grave, but no one uses pig head meat to go to the grave. As for eating at home... Today, every household buys meat, so there is no need to buy pig head meat.
Shi Zhen asked Qian Qi to collect the stall with him and go back early.
Qian Qi would also go home to go to the grave, and he would also accompany Guan Baiyu to see his grandmother.
Even Guan Baiyu's grandma should not want to see him.
It was past three o'clock in the afternoon when they got home. Qian got up and rode into the car and went home in a hurry. Shi Zhen and Guan Baiyu prepared the offerings together.
He bought some water chestnuts in the town, and specially cut a piece of meat, plus the specially reserved braised egg and braised bean curd to make up four kinds, which was barely enough.
Of course, ingots and candles are indispensable. He prepared these yesterday.
The land in the countryside belongs to the village collective. For convenience, each village here will set aside a piece of land as a cemetery, where the ashes of Grandma Guan Baiyu are buried.
It was a little late when Shi Zhen and Guan Baiyu passed by. Many people had already visited their graves. Grandma Guan Baiyu's grave had been cleaned and the weeds were pulled out.
The grave was piled with clods of earth, and there were ashes in front of it.
Shi Zhen and Guan Baiyu put things on the grave and lit candles. After worshipping, Shi Zhen burned ingots beside them.
He didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, but after Guan Baiyu's death, he couldn't help but want to believe it.
At that time, he hoped that Guan Baiyu could have a good pregnancy.
Now that he is reborn, he can't say whether he believes it or not, but he feels that it is always right for people to do good deeds.
In this life, he does not pursue a luxurious life, nor does he pursue fame and fortune, but only wishes that his relatives and loved ones can be happy and healthy.
To go to the grave, wait until the candles are burnt out.
While Shi Zhen and Guan Baiyu were sitting on the ground waiting, someone else came to visit the grave.
One of them was an old lady who folded tinfoil from Shi Zhen.
When the old lady came to the grave, she brought a bag of folded silver ingots, and she was very embarrassed to see Shi Zhen.
Shi Zhen knew that those ingots were mostly deducted after the old lady helped him fold them.
The old lady breathed a sigh of relief.
Shi Zhen is very busy these days. Sitting by the grave at the moment doesn't have to do anything, don't have to think about anything, it is a rare leisure for him.
A lot of trees were planted here, blocking the sunlight and making the wind blowing cold, but Shi Zhen was still a little drowsy.
Finally, Guan Baiyu called him: "Brother, let's go!"
As Guan Baiyu spoke, he swiftly put the offerings into the bamboo basket and poured a bowl of rice wine on the grave.
He didn't look sad. After he got up with the bamboo basket, he asked Shi Zhen, "Brother, do you want to eat marinated eggs?"
"Yeah." Shi Zhen took a marinated egg that was used as a sacrifice just now and ate it.
He and Guan Baiyu walked back slowly under the afterglow of the setting sun. Tomorrow is another day.