Since he became a relative with Eleven, Yang Shifeng officially moved into Eleven's current room and moved all his original things over. After a while, the room became different.
Yang Shifeng likes the feeling that everything about the two people is intertwined, especially seeing two people's clothes mixed together, there is an indescribable sense of satisfaction. She kissed gently on her forehead, moved to her eyes and nose, and finally kissed her red and slightly swollen lips, afraid of waking her up, so she didn't dare to go deep, only on her lips Milling, no matter how kissed is not enough.
Eleven frowned because of the touch on his lips, Yang Shifeng hurriedly let go, not daring to kiss again, and simply sat on the edge of the bed and watched her sleep.
Just looking at it like this, I couldn't help but smile.
Yang Shifeng never knew, it turned out that liking someone was so magical, he couldn't control his heart, his emotions, sorrows and joys were completely in the hands of the other party, her every move always affected her heart, and she was willing to do anything for her . It seems that he has lost himself, but he is happy. Now, she is a sweet burden to him, and maybe this burden will increase in the future.
Yang Shifeng moved his gaze to Eleven's stomach, watched quietly for a while, then slowly stretched out his hand to cover it, his fingertips moved slightly and rubbed gently.
In the future, will there be a baby here, a baby that belongs to him and hers, who is as beautiful and cute as she is, who will call his daddy in a nutty way, will stretch out his little hand to ask him to hug, and will play tricks in his arms Coquettish
Just thinking about it like this made Yang Shifeng's heart agitated, and his whole body became warm. I can't help but think of what it would be like to have a child.
If you have a child, you need to earn more money. It is not easy to raise a child. He not only hopes that his child will be fed and clothed, but he also hopes that he can study and read, and see a bigger and better world outside. , don't be illiterate like their older generation, and spend your whole life digging food in the ground with your head down.
The child Eleven gave him should not be like this.
Yang Shifeng thought, relying on the current income of the grocery store is not enough.
"What are you looking at? Huh?" Eleven felt that someone was looking at him in a daze. He didn't expect to open his eyes and see that Yang Shifeng was staring at him, and he didn't know how long he had been watching.
Yang Shifeng touched Eleven's face, "Are you awake? Are you still asleep?"
Eleven lifted a corner of the quilt and said lazily, "Come in and hug me for a while."
Yang Shifeng was helpless, so he had to take off his coat and get on the bed to lie down with her, and he couldn't control the bad sleep during the day.
Eleven nestled into his arms happily, curling his hair to play.
Yang Shifeng saw that she was not sleepy for a while, so he told her about his plans.
"Eleven, I've been thinking about buying things from the villagers recently, so that they can not only come to our store to buy things, but also sell things."
Eleven understood as soon as he heard it, "Do you want to accept the things sold by the villagers, and then resell them to the town?"
"Well, now the villagers really don't have to go to the town to buy things, but they still have to travel thousands of miles to sell something to make some money. Sometimes it takes a whole day to sell a basket of eggs. If I spend What they should be willing to pay for their stuff is just a little bit more expensive."
Eleven thought about it carefully, and felt that this idea was okay, "I think the villagers are willing to sell it to you, if I don't want to go all the way to toss. Our family has our own donkey cart, and you have to go there from time to time anyway. When you go to town, it’s okay to sell things along the way, it doesn’t delay anything, and there’s no possibility of losing money.”
Yang Shifeng kissed Eleven's forehead and nodded, "That's what I think, I am familiar with many shop and restaurant owners now, and some restaurant owners even asked me if I had chickens and ducks in the village. , they need it very much, and I can sell it directly to them when the time comes."
Eleven was not too worried about this, but asked, "Why do you suddenly think of this? Our shop usually makes enough money, why do you do this again, how tired you are."
Yang Shifeng smiled and put his hand on her stomach, "It's okay, I'm not tired, why not make more money if you can."
Eleven thought about it too, so I didn't ask.
After two days, Yang Shifeng asked Grandpa Yang to talk to the villagers about the purchase of the shop at home when he was free. He also wrote the words on the wooden board and hung it on the door. The purpose was to let everyone know the news and let people come to sell it. thing.
Two days after the news was released, someone came to the door, and the first person to come was the village chief. The village chief came with a basket full of eggs. He sighed and asked, "Shi Feng, do you accept the eggs?"
The village chief looked much older than before, and his whole person showed a sense of depression, as if a tree had been bent. Yang Shifeng probably knew why, but he didn't say much, just nodded, "Egg Yes, but it's less than the price in the town, do you think it's okay?"
After hearing the price, the village chief thought it was okay, and he didn't want to run all the way to the town.
"Okay, then you can put all my eggs, and I'll take the basket away."
Yang Shifeng nodded, carefully moved all the eggs in the village chief's basket into his own basket, and after calculating the money, he gave the village chief fifty cents, "Village chief, it is fifty cents in total, count them. "
The village chief didn't count, so he accepted it directly. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Apart from eggs, what else can your family accept?"
Yang Shifeng replied: "In addition to eggs, chickens, ducks, geese and other livestock, as well as wild herbs and other things are collected."
The village chief nodded and said to Yang Shifeng: "Shifeng, I plan to sell all the chickens and ducks raised in the house. I can't get them to the town. If you can, I will sell them all to you. ."
The village chief's words were full of helplessness and sadness, and Yang Shifeng was also very sad, but he couldn't control anything, so he didn't say anything, nodded and said, "Okay, yes."
The village chief smiled and walked away hunched over.
Grandpa Yang sighed after the village chief left, "This grandson is not filial, it's really a sin. Look at how energetic the village chief was, and what he has done now."
Yang Shifeng didn't know what to say. He was grateful to the village chief. When his grandfather was sick, he took care of their grandfather and grandson, but he couldn't do anything about the difficulties of his family.
Grandpa Yang was still saying: "That girl Cuilan was arguing about not marrying, so the village chief's family had no choice but to reject the other's side, and the family made a ruthless mess, and lost face and sanity. Dawei's bastard owes money. There is no way to pay it back, this matter is left to everyone and everyone is anxious to get angry, I guess the village chief has no choice but to sell all the animals in the family to save money, but even selling it is not enough."
Song Dawei owes too much money, which is not something that an ordinary rural family can take out. Even if everything in the family is sold, it will not be enough. The village chief and his wife are old and unable to make money, and Wang Dawei is unsatisfactory. Temperament, that Song Cuilan is not a temperament to consider for the family, so everyone is reluctant to lend money to the village chief's family, and if you borrow it, there is no return. No one is rich, who dares to lend.
Yang Shifeng couldn't do anything either. He could only collect everything from the village chief's house and give him more money.
After the village chief came, many villagers came one after another to exchange their belongings for money, and young and strong hunters from other villages came to sell their prey to Yang Shifeng. The price is also satisfied, and he said that he will sell all the prey he finds in the future.
Because many people come to the house to sell things, and at the same time, they also drive the family's business. Many people have money after selling things, so they will buy some things they need at home and even take them home, and some people will buy some small snacks to take home. The children are happy and happy. Anyway, things are selling much better than before.
Within ten days, the things collected at home were too piled up, and the inventory at home was about to run out. Yang Shifeng took all the things he collected and sold them in the town. I was surprised to find that I made several taels of silver in this trip. Although I only made a small price difference for each item, I couldn’t stand the quantity. The more the quantity, the more money I made in general.
Grandpa Yang couldn't close his mouth with joy, and even made a lot of big boxes in one go, in order to put the things back for Yang Shifeng, so he was too busy every day, and he walked with wind.
... ... ... .
Early this morning, Yang Shifeng was fighting with Eleven in the quilt when he heard a hurried knock on the door. Yang Shifeng was so frightened that he shot straight out, and his face suddenly stiffened.
"Pfft—" Eleven couldn't hold back, covered his mouth and laughed. He didn't intend to cover his mouth, but thinking about it, he was really afraid of hurting the man's self-confidence, so he had to cover his mouth.
Yang Shifeng looked at Eleven's smiling face, which was actually the same as when he didn't cover his mouth. His face was even darker. Even a man couldn't bear this. He grabbed Eleven and touched her lips and bit her hard, biting Eleven repeatedly, begging for mercy." Alright, alright, I don't mean to laugh, I know this is not your normal level, you are amazing, you see how much I cry when you usually treat me."
The more Yang Shifeng listened, the more uncomfortable he became. He coughed and got up with red ears. Grandpa Yang was already shouting outside.
Yang Shifeng quickly put on his clothes and opened the door to go out under Eleven's bright gaze. Grandpa Yang saw Yang Shifeng coming out and knew that he was probably disturbing the young couple, but things were a little urgent, and he couldn't care about so much.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?"
"People came to the village chief's house to make trouble. Not only did things get smashed, but the two village elders were injured. The young men in the village went to see them. We can't let the two village elders have an accident in our village. You should also go and see. It would be too indifferent for us not to start.”
When Yang Shifeng heard this, he immediately calmed his face, and hurriedly went in and told Eleven, Eleven felt that this was nothing, and let him go.
Yang Shifeng left and didn't come back until noon. Eleven pulled his hand and asked, "How is it over there?"
"It was Song Dawei who provoked that. The village chief's family had no money to compensate the family, so the family came to make trouble and asked the village chief to take the money. The village chief couldn't get so much, so he smashed the village chief's belongings and even beat him. The village chief and his wife, fortunately, the village is gone, so the old couple was not seriously injured."
Grandpa Yang also hurriedly asked: "How did you deal with it later?"
Yang Shifeng shook his head, "The village chief took out all the money that he could get, and said that there is really no more, if they are still embarrassed, they should kill Song Dawei to make amends. After leaving, Song Dawei was beaten and let go." What Yang Shifeng didn't say was that the family seemed to have ruined Song Dawei's lifeblood.
Grandpa Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, "This is the best result, and the village chief's family can't stand any more."
Yang Shifeng nodded and said no more.
But the Yang family is a shop after all. People come and go every day. Even if you don't want to know, you will know. Every day women gossip after shopping.
When Eleven was free, he simply moved the bench and sat behind the counter, knocking on the sunflower seeds and listening with relish.
"You know, that Song Dawei was beaten so badly that his whole body was swollen. I heard that he couldn't even eat, so he had to lie down all day to recover from his injuries."
"I know, that day passed by my family, and that bastard Song Dawei was beaten to the point that he was no longer human. Let me tell you, it's not just that. I heard that the family didn't ask for so much money in the end, so they just took Song Dawei's His life was ruined, and he said that he would never be able to hook up with married women in the future."
"Ah? That root is broken? Isn't that..."
Eleven was interested, his eyes lit up, and he listened more carefully.
Seeing Eleven's high interest, Yang Shifeng shook his head helplessly, pinching her pink face, causing Eleven to wrinkle his nose at him.
Eleven ignored the man and continued to listen.
"No, the village chief's family is such a single seedling, and there is no hope in the future, and the Song family is considered a dead family."
The other person shook his head and said, "Actually, not really. Isn't there another Song Cuilan? If Song Cuilan can recruit a son-in-law who comes to the house, and the child's surname is Song, the Song family is not a dead family."
"That's what I said, but the Song family has nothing now. It's different from before. There are still people who are willing to come to be a son-in-law? It's difficult."
"It's very difficult, and it is estimated that no one wants to."
The next topic eleven was of no interest, so I stuffed the melon seeds in my hand to Yang Shifeng and went to the pharmacy.
Eleven did not expect that after a period of time, things progressed again, and the people who came to the house to talk about gossip reported new situations. Eleven saw that there was big gossip, and now she was bored He stretched out his hand towards Yang Shifeng and gave him another wink.
Yang Shifeng can now easily see what she means from her eyes, and immediately pinches her little nose helplessly, "You."
Eleven's hand stretched forward again.
Yang Shifeng grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the box containing the melon seeds and gave it to her, and then saw her knocking the melon seeds, and then listened to the gossip openly.
Originally, after the eleventh, it was the gossip of Song Dawei, the wretched man, but I would have thought that it was about Song Cuilan in the end.
"You know, the village chief has really found a son-in-law for that girl, Song Cuilan!"
"Ah? The village chief's house is not bad except for the good house, and the rest is just a family. What man can agree?"
"Usually men don't agree, but the village chief found Song Cuilan an orphan whose parents had lost both of his parents, and he didn't look very good-looking. How can you say that Song Cuilan's girl is very good, so the man agreed."
"No wonder, the orphan doesn't care about being a son-in-law, and because he is ugly, he can't marry a daughter-in-law. The village chief is willing to marry his beautiful daughter, why would he not?"
"That's true, but Cuilan's girl's spirit is so high that she is willing to agree?"
"I don't know how it is. Anyway, I agreed. Now that man has lived in the village chief's house. I saw it once from a distance. He doesn't seem to be as tall as Cuilan."
"Ah? Then the village chief doesn't have a wedding or something? Just moved in like this?"
"What about the wedding? It's estimated that the two of you will worship at home. If you have a banquet, do you think you can afford it with the current appearance of the village chief's family? There is nothing valuable in that family."
"That's right. I'll go to the village chief's door next time to see, maybe I'll see someone."
Eleven kept hearing that people were leaving, so he threw the melon seed shell, stretched out, didn't feel anything about the content just now, and then went to work on his own business.