Return to the small fishing village of 1982

He stopped again when he saw a big pot set up at the door of the store in front of him, frying Minnan Lake. The old lady loved Minnan Lake.

"Boss, Minnanhu, pack me a bowl."

"Give me the lunch box!"

"ah?"

He didn't bring a lunch box!

"Forget it, next time!"

After looking around the street, he didn't see anyone selling cloth. He asked passers-by and found out that the shop selling cloth was in the alley.

According to his wife's instructions, he pulled out a dark blue piece and a dark gray piece, each two meters of thin cotton.

The fabrics of men's clothes don't have any variety, while women's clothes look more diverse.

He glanced around and saw all kinds of colorful fabrics, which were very fashionable at this time.

Thinking that his wife was wearing black, gray and blue every day and didn't seem to have any decent clothes, he risked being scolded and said, "Boss, cut this yellow floral into two meters for me."

"Comrade, you have good taste. This new model is really good, easy to wear and wear-resistant, and the color is bright..."

It's so-so, but at this moment, people all over the street are wearing gray clothes. This floral cloth is really good-looking.

He happily held the cut cloth in his arms, and was not ready to go shopping any more. It would definitely cost money to go shopping anymore, and he would already be scolded if he bought these.

Finally, he no longer had to worry about walking. In this hot day, he was almost peeling off a layer of skin.

As soon as we got on the minibus, people kept carrying peanuts and melon seeds, various pastries, and pancakes to sell on the bus. Some people even bought the scattered ones.

The car was also filled with various baskets and poles, many of which came out early to sell goods. There were also various aromas of food, sweat, and the fishy smell of seafood. Not to mention it was complicated, but luckily he It would be better to sit by the window and open a small gap to let in the breeze.

The car didn't move until it was full.

Because it is a small village bus, people are getting on and off the bus all the time, starting and stopping.

After wandering for about ten minutes, when they arrived at the entrance of the village, Ye Yaodong shouted that he had to get off here, and the car stopped.

He carried the bucket and went straight home. He happened to see his mother disappearing at the intersection with the food, and he didn't even have time to call her.

As soon as they entered the house, a bunch of children were sitting at the table eating by themselves. Only Ye Chengyang sat on his little sister's lap and let her feed them. The old lady was picking up vegetables for the children.

"Third brother is back?"

"Uncle San is back~"

"Dad~"

"Have you eaten? I just want to give you some extra food!"

Ye Yaodong held the cloth under his arm, took out the cakes from the bucket, and placed one paper bag and the other on the table. The children's eyes lit up instantly, and they climbed off the stools and ran over, screaming.

“Oil cake~”

“Oil cake~”

“It smells so good~”

"Uncle San is great!"

Ye Huimei watched each of them take one and gnaw on it. She glared and said, "Third brother, are you rich? If you buy so much, you won't be afraid that your third sister-in-law will scold you. Mother will definitely whip you after seeing it."

"No, I sold the sea chicken feet at a good price this morning. They will be happy to keep them."

Ye Yaodong also took one for the old lady. The old lady said distressedly: "Why did you buy so many? How much does it cost? You keep it for yourself, I won't eat it."

"It doesn't cost much. You can eat it. I ate it on the way back."

Ye Huimei chatted, "Really or not? Isn't that the Buddha's hand? Is there anyone who listens to your lie?"

Ye Yaodong was not happy to hear this, "What is cheating? It's just that you don't know the goods, and I met someone who does."

"Then how much did you sell it for? Such a big deal!"

"I won't tell you!"

"Cut it up to a dozen pieces at most!"

He was a little proud, "The situation is too small!"

"More than that?" Ye Huimei looked at him unexpectedly.

"Hey, eat your food. Is there anything left in the pot?"

"No, Mom is fine. If you want to eat, you can only go to the house to see if there is anything left?"

"Forget it, we'll be there later."

He brought the bucket into the house. There were still a few oil cakes in it to prevent them from being eaten by some brats. He also put the noodles, tea cakes and fabrics into the cupboard.

After putting the things away and hiding the money, he went out.

"Hurry up and eat. After eating, I will take you to bask in the sun!"

Ye Huimei burst out laughing with a bright face, "It looks like they haven't been in the sun. My mother just told me not to let them run around to avoid heatstroke."

"Forget it, I'll go by myself."

"Then you take the bucket of tea over by the way. Mom just wanted to take it over and said she couldn't put it down, so she had to come back later to get it. You just happen to take it over."

"oh."

When he came over with a bucket of tea, everyone had just finished eating and sat in a shady place to rest.

He first greeted the shirtless A Guang, "Why are you so active? You've still been working until now, so it's time to go back. It's too hot and we have hired so many workers."

"fine."

"Come, eat some pancakes."

"Bought in town?"

"Yeah." Anyway, his father and his eldest brother went to sea, and there happened to be two left.

He took out another one and gave it to his wife. He then carried the bucket to his mother and said, "One for each person."

"what?"

As expected, Mother Ye frowned when she saw so many fried cakes. Just when she was about to curse, Ye Yaodong directly blocked her mouth.

"Don't scold! I sold the sea chicken feet for a good price, so I thought of bringing one to each of you."

Mother Ye's attention was diverted and she looked at him in surprise, "Is it really a treasure?"

"if not?"

"How much did it cost?"

"I won't tell you."

"Then ask your wife to keep it for you. You only have a little money in your pocket, so you spend it randomly and buy so many pancakes. You can take it back and share it with the children later."

"They've all eaten." After saying that, he slipped over to A Guang's place to avoid having to listen to his mother's words again.

Lin Xiuqing also wanted to know how much it was sold for, but she held it back. It was not too late to ask again when she went back in the evening.

But she didn't expect that there would be a surprise waiting for her at night.

Seeing him hand the piece of yellow floral fabric to her like a treasure, she wanted to curse but couldn't. She still held the more than 90 yuan he just gave her in her hand.

After thinking about it, she calculated that it was almost this amount. He couldn't keep a few cents in his private collection, and she wouldn't be honest about how much he would spend.

"Just buy it. Don't spend money randomly next time. I work every day and wear the same thing. Just have something to wear. You buy this piece of cloth and I'll make the clothes. I have to keep them until I wear them." ?”

In fact, she was quite happy in her heart. This is the most popular kind of Liang nowadays. Anyone who owns one will be more proud when going out.

She just worried about money, and she had no chance to wear anything while working all day.

It's better to save the money to make winter clothes so that you can wear them when visiting relatives during the New Year.

Ye Yaodong said with a smile: "You can wear it at any time. The fabric is very wear-resistant and you are not afraid of damage."

Lin Xiuqing glared at him angrily, "Who is so well dressed for work?"

"Clothes are bought to be worn. If you keep them for a long time, they will become old even if you don't want to wear them anymore."

"Okay, don't buy it next time."

It's okay to make one and keep it to wear when she goes back to her parents' house during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so as to save her parents from worrying about her bad life.