The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 505 You Ask How Deep I Love You

The rural area was originally a county below Jiangcheng. With the improvement of economic development, it didn't take long for the county to be withdrawn and turned into a district.

The night view here is very good, the most famous ones are Jiangjun Mountain and the old city, and most tourists will come to these two places.

Under the old city, hawkers have come to set up their stalls early.

Today's weather is sunny, but windy.

A woman with a blown face and big braids placed the incoming radio on the booth.

There are various tapes in her tricycle, most of which are operas, square dance songs, and old love songs.

After a moment of hesitation, she put a tape into the recorder, and it played quickly.

"You asked me how deeply I love you, how much I love you, my love is true, my love is true..."

She was sitting on the pony, holding her legs with her hands, her face raised, facing the sun, the warmth seemed to be cut by a knife.

I vaguely recalled that in an ice cave, a man hugged her like this and sang this song.

How throbbing and sweet...

"Boss, how much is this tape recorder?" asked an old woman in her 60s.

The boss was Su Ziying, and she hurriedly said, "50 yuan, ma'am."

"Can it be cheaper?" the old woman asked.

"40 yuan, okay, I won't make any money from you." Su Ziying was telling the truth.

She bought the tape recorder for 30 yuan. If she can't sell a few a day, she won't be able to support her and her mother except for the booth fee.

Su Ziying was ashamed to continue making cosmetics, and she didn't want others to see her, so she made herself dirty.

In fact, this was done because there was no other way, because her mother used the Van Cleef necklace, which was recorded and could not go to work in the company.

Chen Zhong once mentioned about the radio. He said that the old people below the county level are not familiar with high technology, it's simple.

And the old people also have money, as long as they fool around, the other party will definitely pay for it, which is much more affordable than any health care products.

But she felt that she couldn't bear to earn so much money from such an old person.

"Then I'll look elsewhere." The old woman put down the tape recorder.

Su Ziying wanted to call her to stop, and then she lowered the price by five yuan, but she held back again. This stall is not something ordinary people can set up.

At this time, another old man came and asked, "How much is this tape recorder?"

Su Ziying said: "150 yuan."

"Can it be cheaper?" the old man asked.

"Master, this tape recorder is the latest model, and the sound quality is also very good, which fits your temperament very well." Su Ziying said.

"Is there the most dazzling ethnic style in this one?" the old man asked.

"Yes, there are square dance apples and the like. You can take them and walk on the street, and you are guaranteed to attract many aunts." Su Ziying said.

"Then I want one." The old man readily took out the money.

Su Ziying froze for a moment, thinking about reducing the price, she immediately said happily, "Master, I'll wrap it up for you."

After the person left, she couldn't help but kiss the money, now there is nothing more fragrant than it!
I have already started to calculate, and I have made a net profit of 120 yuan. As long as I can guarantee to sell two units that day, I can live a relatively comfortable life.

The average wage level in rural areas is only 2000 yuan.

The house she is renting now is in a shanty town, very messy and dilapidated.

After the snow melted a few days ago, there was a water leak in the house, and her mother's legs became painful due to the yin.

We must work hard to rent a place with a better environment!
Just as she was thinking beautifully, her booth was overturned suddenly, and all those brand new tape recorders and tapes fell to the side.

"Ah... I have tape recorders and tapes!" Su Ziying hurried to check.

Many of them had scratches, so it would not be easy to sell them. Feeling distressed, I raised my head.

"You dare to snatch my Zhang San's place, don't you want to live?" A tall and thin man stood in front of him aggressively.

Su Ziying looked angrily: "What is your place? I paid the booth fee and gave it to me! You broke my tape recorder, and you will pay me for it!"

"Accompany you? Sleep with you?" Zhang San looked a little pretty when he saw her sloppy appearance.

The vendors around couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

"You rascal, I'm going to tell the administrator!" When Su Ziying came here, the administrator treated her well and thought she was a good person.

At this time, the administrator was like a pug, accompanied by a woman who still had a charm.

Su Ziying wanted to file a complaint immediately, but she seemed uneasy.

The administrator said with a blank expression: "Su Ziying, I only let you occupy half of this booth, but you occupy the whole. I take good care of you.

But you are dishonest, your family has a criminal record in the security system and you still haven't confessed, I will permanently cancel your right to set up a stall here! "

Su Ziying ignored the administrator, but looked at Shen Dantong and said, "You made this decision, right? Madam, the station manager?"

The crowd watching the excitement looked surprised. They didn't expect this person to be the wife of the station master. How did a peddler who set up a stall provoke such a big person?

Shen Dantong didn't admit it, but said: "Look at the group of people in the old city, who is there?"

Su Ziying then turned her head. Dozens of successful people in suits and leather shoes were chatting, and Chen Zhong was at the front.

By the way, Chen Zhong led Qiao Jiaren, defeated Charm Company, and held the National Cosmetics Conference, which was really high-spirited.

She turned her head back and said, "He didn't let me set up a stall here? Did I disgust him?"

"What do you think? Look at your clothes. You can't compare to a tattered one. Your face is redder than a monkey's butt, and your fingers are thicker than a man's in just a few days. Don't set up a stall in the future, don't come out again. Embarrass him."

Shen Dantong seemed to be condescending, so to say it made Su Ziying disappear, cut off Chen Zhong's thoughts, and controlled him better.

"Okay... I won't set up a stall anymore." Su Ziying lowered her head and knelt on the ground to pack the tape recorder and tapes.

At first, I thought that no matter how hard life hits, it won't make her cry, but what?
There are wet spots on the ground. Could it be that it is raining from the sky?
"This old city has a long history. In ancient times, it was a battleground for military strategists. It was easy to defend but difficult to attack..."

As Chen Zhong introduced, he suddenly felt something, turned his head, and saw a woman among the hawkers kneeling on the ground packing up the tape recorder, feeling distressed for some reason.

"Mr. Chen, I, a foreigner, have already heard of the fortune-telling in the old city. It is very accurate. Let's go and have a look?" a boss said.

"Okay." Chen Zhong turned his head, thinking of going to the radio shop to have a look.

A large group of people went down the city, passing through the hawkers on both sides, and when they got to that position, they had already changed to selling electric fans.

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