After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

It was already cold at the end of October.

Even though this winter is not as cold as last year, the cold wind still makes people shrink.

The clothes of the men in Shanshui Village are the best at home. Farmers usually give new fabrics to the head of the family to make clothes, sew the torn ones, and remold the torn ones for the children to wear. Even so, the men in the team The clothes on the men were still in patches, with few intact areas.

However, they were shabby and shabby, and they were still clean and tidy, but a little thinner. It was already winter and they were still wearing thin shirts.

With bright smiles on their faces, the men pulled the carts and rushed to the drying yard in front of the bookstore, waiting for the unified departure.

The drying ground at the front of the village was already bustling with people, and the men were more excited than before.

First, it has been a long time since I went to Fucheng to sell rabbits. During this time when they did not go to Fucheng, they planted potatoes and medicinal materials. What they planted was not only potatoes and medicinal materials, but also their hope! This time when I went to Fucheng, in addition to selling rabbits, there was also kudzu root.

Although it may not be sold, and the price may not be good, it is best to sell it. If it cannot be sold, you can still eat it, which is just a waste of effort.

The second and most important thing is to buy cloth to make winter clothes!

Not just one of them, but the whole family does it, and everyone has a set of winter coats!

The men who arrived early were stamping their feet to keep warm while chatting animatedly.

When Fan Qian came over with Fan Erzhu and Fan Sanzhu, the chatter paused.

Fan Qian had a smile on his face and shouted to Boss Xu in the crowd: "Boss Xu, what are you talking about? I think I am happier today than the last two times."

Boss Xu is the most kind-hearted person, and he will not be cold-hearted when talking to him. This is Fan Qiande's experience.

Boss Xu didn't like Fan Qian, but he lived in the same village and couldn't live in a bad way. He replied honestly: "It's winter, so I'm going to buy fabrics to make winter clothes."

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

The men can make a new set of clothes in two or three years, but the women in the house have taken countless years to make one set of clothes. Now they only wear two sets of clothes in rotation. They don’t know what kind of tatters they are in, especially the children. Needless to say, those who pick up their father's clothes will pick up their mother's, and the younger brothers and sisters will pick up those of their older brothers and sisters. Some children have not even worn a new set of clothes of their own by the time they get married.

The child's mother said that Tingting is now working in a medicine shop, earning 600 cash a month, and turning in 540 cash to the public. The family has income from selling rabbits, and her family is one of the first people in the village to grow potatoes. , there is no need to worry about food rations, the child's mother and the mother-in-law put their money together and took this opportunity to buy a set of winter clothes for everyone in the family!

The children at home were really happy when they heard that, and they were so excited that they couldn't sleep, just waiting for him to go to Fucheng to buy fabrics and go home today.

When Fan Qian heard that he was buying fabrics to make winter clothes, Fan Qian's expression changed again and again, and then he laughed and said: "Not bad, not bad, I really want to make winter clothes."

"My family is not the only one. They all make winter clothes. I asked Fan Xiaoliu. After the flood, the price of food increased sharply, but the price of fabric not only did not increase, but also dropped by several cents. Why don't you take this opportunity to make a set of winter clothes?" ?" Boss Xu suggested sincerely.

Xiao Liu went to Fucheng last time to buy fabrics to make new clothes to visit the girl's house. On the way back, they asked several times about the price of the fabrics. They were very excited, but at that time they never expected that they could make new clothes at home so soon. .

Fan Qian's second and third pillars looked extremely ugly.

Fan Sanzhu tugged on his father's sleeve and asked with a dark face: "Dad, is he deliberately trying to bully us?"

My mother and grandma had such a quarrel before that they had no rice to cook with, and finally exchanged their brother-in-law and second uncle and aunt for a thousand pounds of black noodles. Who in the village doesn't know this?

The village masters didn't know that his family had money. In their eyes, his family was almost in ruins. Under such circumstances, if you tried to persuade them to make winter clothes, it would be a disservice to them!

Fan Qian took a deep breath and felt that he had misjudged the situation in front of him. He thought Boss Xu was a kind person, but he didn't expect that he was also acrimonious.

He looked at Boss Xu, his face was gloomy and ugly, and he said coldly: "My family is not like yours who have no clothes to wear. We made a lot of winter clothes before, so there is no need to make any more this year."

After speaking, without waiting for a reply, he took his two sons and went elsewhere.

Boss Xu touched his head, not sure why.

Wu Goucheng next to him sighed and advised: "Uncle Xu, don't pay attention to them! You mean well, but no matter what you say, they will think of bad things."

Boss Xu screamed, understanding that it was not his fault, and concentrated on waiting for Fan Jin and the others.

My mother-in-law once said that you can't get along with people who think too much, otherwise you will be very tired from always reflecting on what you did wrong and what you said wrong.

After a while, Fan Jinding and Li Hu Wenhua arrived, along with two carts. On the carts, sacks were piled neatly and tied tightly with hemp ropes.

Feng Dala and Hong Mancang each pulled a cart. Feng Er and Hong Manku stood beside the cart. The men in the village understood that these were brothers taking turns pulling the cart.

Fan Jin saw his eldest brother and his two nephews at the edge of the crowd, and his eyes passed calmly, as if he was seeing other people.

Ding, Li and Hu Wenhua also saw it, and they didn't say much, just treating it as normal.

Hu Wenhua routinely counted the number of people first. After seeing that everyone was present, he waved his hands and shouted loudly: "Let's go!"

He still walked at the front of the team, but he was not followed by his brother-in-law and Uncle Ding. The medicinal materials were valuable and they were arranged in the middle of the team. The two of them followed the vehicle on the left and right to escort it.

The sky was overcast, and the wind blew chills on my body. Fortunately, after walking for a while, my body gradually warmed up.

Entering Fucheng, there was no noise like last time, only dark alleys and damp corners casting dark glances from time to time.

The team in Shanshui Village had many people and cars, so it was inevitable to attract attention. Hu Wenhua thought that there were many medicinal materials in the car, so he went to the medicine shop first with his eyes open.

The cart was parked in the open space next to the medicine shop, with the loaded cart in the middle and the empty cart on both sides. The men surrounded the goods, watching and listening in all directions, and did not dare to relax at all.

Ding Heli led Hu Wenhua into the drug store to discuss.

The lively men who sell kudzu have asked Ding Heli for help early. They are stupid and do not know the market. Even if they meet the drugstore shopkeeper, they don't know what to say. At the moment, they are paying attention to the outside situation and are also worried about the inside.

Ding Heli came out after a while, and asked the men sadly: "Kudzu root is not very valuable. I said that the kudzu root in our village has been cleaned and dried thoroughly. The shopkeeper can pay up to eighteen cents per catty. Do you think so?" ?”

Boss Xu thought he heard wrongly.

Eighteen cents per pound is still not worth much?

Xu Laosan reacted much faster than his elder brother, and immediately nodded with a smile on his face: "Sure!"

The other men also recovered from the shock and said in surprise: "That's great!"

"Uncle Ding, you decide!"

"By the way, Uncle Ding, did the shopkeeper tell me how many pounds it costs? Can we take it all?"