Reborn In The '80s

Xu Zhao insisted on not accepting the gloves. I was really embarrassed. The Cui family was so kind to him, really so kind, but he couldn’t eat and take them without any scruples because of the Cui family’s kindness. Shameless, so whatever you say is not accepted, just not accepted.

Cui Dingchen saw Xu Zhao's thoughts, smiled helplessly, and no longer insisted: "Okay, next time you ride a bicycle, don't forget to wear gloves."

Xu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay."

Then Cui Dingchen said: "Then let's go."

Xu Zhao stood still, as if he was afraid that Cui Dingchen would not believe it, and emphasized again: "Thank you so much today, uncle, I will return the money to you as soon as possible."

Always so polite, Cui Dingchen nodded with a smile: "Well, grow vegetables well."

Xu Zhao nodded heavily: "I will."

"Come on, you can always come to me if you have any questions." Cui Dingchen stretched out his hand and patted Xu Zhao's shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

Xu Zhao smiled clearly: "Okay, uncle, I'm leaving."

"be careful on the road."

"Well, goodbye, uncle."

Xu Zhao stepped onto the bicycle with long legs and carried Xu Fan away.

Cui Dingchen stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking at Xu Zhao's back until he could no longer see him, then he turned and went back to the main room, tidied up briefly, read and looked at the handwriting on the IOU written by Xu Zhao, and then smiled Wear it close to your body.

Then he got in the black car, drove out of the house, followed Xu Zhao and Xu Fan far behind, driving at the speed of a turtle, with various thoughts in his mind, about Xu Zhao, about Xu Fan, about himself.

Then, as if he had figured it out, the whole person looked much more relaxed, the corners of his mouth raised a beautiful arc, his eyes tenderly watched Xu Zhao and Xu Fan turn into the Dongda Street vegetable market, thinking in his heart to deal with the matter at hand quickly , and then came back to the county right away, then reluctantly stepped on the gas pedal and drove away from East Street, which happened to be seen by Xu Fan.

Xu Fan immediately shouted: "Dad, look! Big car!"

Xu Zhao looked back, saw nothing, probably ran away, slightly lowered his head to look at Xu Fan, who still had bed breath and a cute face, and asked softly, "San Wazi, are you awake?"

"I'm awake." Xu Fan finally became lively.

"Just wake up." Xu Zhao said with a smile on his face, "Don't sleep, if you can't sleep at night, I won't go crazy with you."

Xu Fan looked at Xu Zhao with watery eyes and said, "Father, I'm awake, I'm awake, I'm selling vegetables!"

"...No vegetables are sold today."

"Why?" Xu Fan asked, tilting his head.

"Because I want to buy shoes for you. After buying shoes, I will sell vegetables tomorrow."

"Shoes." Children always like to repeat what adults say.

"Yes, buy you new shoes, look at your shoes are almost worn out."

"I, I want nice shoes! I wear nice shoes."

"Row!"

Xu Zhao touched Xu Fan's little head with a smile, and brought Xu Fan to the shoe store. Xu Fan fell in love with a pair of shoes, tried them on, but was unwilling to take them off, so Xu Zhao had to buy them.

Sitting on the front bumper of the bicycle, Xu Fan was elated, his short legs dangling non-stop, feeling that he was the only good-looking person in the world. The first thing he did when he returned to Nanwan Village was to ask Xu Zhao to stop at the door of Dazhuang’s house and let him Put it down, and then he ran to Da Zhuang, stretched out his little feet, and said, "Da Zhuang, I have new shoes, Da Zhuang, look!"

"It's pretty." Dazhuang said.

"Well, it looks good! My dad bought it!"

Dazhuang said enviously: "San Wazi, please dress me up."

Xu Fan immediately said, "No."

"Put it on for me."

"No."

"I gave you all my Lei Feng caps."

"I, I, I also eat peanuts."

"..."

The two little guys chatted again.

Xu Zhao glanced at Dazhuang's small cloth shoes, and then told the two little guys, "Don't fight and don't run around", then pushed the bicycle back home, and then came to the vegetable shed, Xu's father, Xu's mother, and Dazhuang's father were feeding vegetables. When Shi Nongjiafei saw Xu Zhao appear, they all came over to ask about installing the phone.

Xu Zhao said, "It's done."

Mother Xu asked with concern: "How much?"

Xu Zhao replied, "Two thousand and six hundred yuan."

Two thousand and six hundred yuan, although I knew in advance that it would cost about three thousand and six hundred yuan to install a phone, but hearing the two thousand and six hundred yuan from Xu Zhao's mouth again surprised Xu's mother and asked: "It's all borrowed from Cui's family." Uncle's?"

Xu Zhao nodded.

Xu's mother couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked, "Why is Uncle Cui so rich?"

Xu Zhao said with a smile: "He runs a transportation company, and he manages the hundred and ten people under him. Of course he is rich."

"What do you mean by transportation company?" Mother Xu didn't understand.

Xu Zhao thought for a while and said, "It's just a solicitation."

"You can make so much money by pulling goods."

"The company is getting bigger."

Xu's mother looked horrified, she couldn't figure out how a hauler could earn so much, but if she couldn't figure it out, she didn't think about it, and Xu's mother continued to fertilize the vegetables.

It happened that Xu Zhao also joined them, and the four of them worked together until the evening, and finally finished their work, closed the shed door, and returned to Xu's house together, discussing the growth of some vegetables in recent days.

Xu Zhao took out a small notebook very professionally, and asked Xu's father, Xu mother, and Dazhuang's father about the next vegetables, and then recorded them one by one. 15 yuan to Dazhuang's father.

Dazhuang's father was taken aback and asked, "Xu Zhao, what are you doing?"

Xu Zhao said, "Wages."

"Why are you paid so much?"

"You are tired enough these days." Xu Zhao said with a smile: "And 15 yuan is not much, now it is [-], and your wages will also increase as the greenhouse vegetables will enter the regular stage in the future, so don't be disgusted .”

"I don't dislike it, and I don't want it either."

"Why not?" Xu Zhao asked.

Dazhuang's father said directly: "I haven't done anything, so I can't take this money."

"Didn't you do all these things like building a shed, plowing, planting vegetables, and fertilizing?"

"How can this count as money?" Dazhuang's father asked.

Usually in the village, you help me plow the land, and I help you pick up the manure, but you never count the money, and you always explain it by saying "I'm tired", but it's different when it comes to Xu Zhao. Xu Zhao said seriously: "Li Brother, that’s what we’re doing, and we’re doing it for money, so take it.”

"I won't take it." Dazhuang's father was a little embarrassed.

Xu Zhao said solemnly: "Brother Li, my brother will settle the score, if you don't take this money, I won't ask you to work in the future!"

Dazhuang's father is sorry.

Xu Zhao forced 15 yuan into Dazhuang's father's hand, and said, "Here, you deserve it. Buy a pair of shoes for Dazhuang. I just saw that the toes of Dazhuang's shoes are exposed. It's so cold. God, what if it's freezing?"

Xu Zhao knew that Dazhuang's shoes were broken?Dazhuang's father bowed his head in shame, thanked Xu Zhao in his heart, and gave 15 yuan to Dazhuang's mother after returning home.

Dazhuang's mother was startled and asked, "Where did you get so much money?"

"Give it to Xu Zhao." Dazhuang's father said.

"What is he doing with so much money?"

"Salary."

"The salary is so much?"

"Ah."

"That's too much."

"Take it, let's do more work for Xu Zhao in the future."

Dazhuang's father squatted in the corner silently. In fact, he really didn't think he was helping Xu Zhao. Take the Mid-Autumn Festival fight as an example. Zhao, but Xu Zhao really took good care of him. Now he even noticed that Dazhuang's shoes were broken. Dazhuang's father, who has always been carefree, was really moved in his heart, and secretly made up his mind to follow Xu Zhao to work hard and help Xu Zhao make a fortune!

Make a fortune!

Xu Zhao, who is across the wall, is also thinking about making a fortune. He used more than half of his small book for writing and drawing. Although the handwriting is a bit ugly, it clearly records the growth of crops. Various precautions and what should be done next.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and it was going to snow soon. It was time to make some money first. Xu Zhao sat on the table in the main room, writing plans and summarizing by the kerosene lamp.

At this time, Xu Fan ran over from the kitchen with a thud, and shouted loudly with his small face: "Dad! Dad!"

Xu Zhao looked at Xu Fan.

Xu Fan supported the leg of the table with one small hand, stabilized his small body, lifted his calf to show Xu Zhao the shoes, and said, "Dad, my shoes are dirty."

Sure enough, there is a piece of mud on the brand new shoes, but isn't it just a piece of mud?There was mud on my face before, and I never cared about it like this.

Xu Zhao nodded and said, "Yes, I saw it."

"Dirty." Xu Fan said childishly, "You clean it for me."

"No." Xu Zhao said.

"What?"

"It's just a little bit, it's okay." In two days, at most two days, the brand new shoes may be dirty. Besides, the village is full of mud and dirt. Whose shoes don't get dirty? Mud or something.

But Xu Fan insisted, "There is something."

Xu Zhao asked, "What's the matter?"

"It, it doesn't look good, and I, I don't look good either."

If the shoes don't look good, he doesn't look good?This appreciation ability is really advanced.

Xu Zhao said with a smile: "Who said that the shoes look good, and you look good too, they both look good."

Xu Fan's face was sullen, and he said, "It's not pretty."

Xu Zhao replied, "It looks good."

"It doesn't look good."

"Then you can brush it yourself, Dad is busy."

"I'll do it myself!" Xu Fan left after saying this.

Xu Zhao continued to read books related to crops. As he watched, he suddenly couldn’t hear Xu Fan’s chattering voice. Xu Zhao turned his head suspiciously, only to see Xu Fan at the kitchen door, borrowing the kerosene lamp in the kitchen. In the bright light, with his butt pouted, Xiaorou held a small wooden stick in his hand, dipped in the water in the porcelain basin, rubbed the little shoes, dipped in the water, and rubbed the little shoes again.

Tired and groaning.

Xu Zhao was sweating, was he really cleaning his shoes?

Xu Zhao couldn't help shouting, "Xu Fan."

Xu Fan pouted his little buttocks and replied, "Father."

"What are you doing?" Xu Zhaoming asked knowingly.

"I, I, I'm cleaning my shoes."

"Shoot your shoes, stick your butt so high, be careful not to lose your center of gravity, fall—"

Before Xu Zhao could say anything, there was a "plop", and his fat little body was tilted onto the porcelain basin.