Jiaojiaojia family

Mr. Zhang handed over the house deed, land deed, and ID documents to Dad Chen: "You keep these things for uncle. My son-in-law is too useless (thing). If you don't learn countless things, our old man The couple didn't keep watch for a while, Yanzi got him, and he was finished, you just pity the poor uncle to help keep it, who let our Zhengzi leave early." The old man begged with tears, There is nothing to say in my heart, after the daughter left, the old lady got down on the ground, the son left early, and the daughter made a scene with her husband's family. The only ones they could trust were Mrs. Chen and his family.

Father Chen pushed the bag to his daughter-in-law and was about to leave the house: "I went to find them, how can I bully my family, as if there is no one in our house? Uncle, you just sit upright, I have to let them kowtow to you and admit your mistake." .”

"Boss, boss," old man Zhang called to stop him, "it will take a few days to stop."

Father Chen couldn't shake face with the old man, so he stomped his feet angrily: "Uncle..."

"Forget it! School is about to start, don't make anything happen to make the children worry about us."

Xunzi said hello to Chen Wei and went back to the village ahead of time. He didn't need to ask to know that he was preventing his aunt's family from looking for trouble. Chen Wei wanted to help, but Xunzi's attitude obviously didn't let him interfere. Even if it doesn't work if someone cuts a sack or spreads some rumors to ruin the family's reputation, the two of them can always come up with other ways to hurt them, but it's a pity that they don't take him.

"Brother Xunzi stumbled again?" Chen Qing pawed at the door and looked outside. He didn't see anyone for a long time and didn't want to waste his legs. He put his arms around his brother and asked directly.

Chen Wei hugged his younger brother with great effort, and weighed it based on his feeling: "Thought it looked like you, raised like a young seedling in a greenhouse? It seems to be a little thinner, and my brother will make you a delicious tonic."

When the Zhang family first built the house, Father Chen gave the idea that the two houses were connected with a kitchen, and a living room in the middle. After Xunzi married a wife, each ate in his own province. The old man looked at other people's faces, and he couldn't match his own son when he grew up. I understand, let alone after a lifetime, Xunzi went home and walked around the house. In the east room, the old lady was lying on her side on the kang, covered with an old padded jacket, her face was pale and her temples were bulging with veins. Seeing the beating frequency clearly, Xunzi sat on the edge of the kang and gently pressed her head with both hands. The old lady felt uncomfortable and didn't feel sleepy and asked softly, "Why did you come back so early and be lazy and not work?"

"I miss you, grandma, do you have a headache again?"

The old lady opened her eyes and looked at her grandson in front of her: "I'm sick, just lie down for a while." Tears rolled down the corners of her eyes as she spoke, fearing that Xunzi would want to make amends: "Look at my eyes..."

"Grandma," Xunzi interjected, "sleep well, I've learned how to cook from you for a long time tonight, you and my master will probably be able to become disciples after trying it." Climb up the kang, cover the quilt with a pillow, Holding the hand outside the quilt and waiting for the old man to fall asleep, the old lady was a dexterous little daughter-in-law when she was young. The pillowcases and the cloth towels covering the cabinet were all sewed by hand, and various patterns were embroidered on them, some were bright flowers, some were vivid. The image of birds and beasts, the pillow towel in Xunzi’s room is mandarin ducks embroidered by the old lady when his parents got married, the fiery face looks extremely festive, and the supplies he uses are all left over from that year, things are not people. If you think about it, the furniture in the east room is much older. When the new house was built, the old couple were not willing to throw it away. These old things carried all kinds of memories of their past.

When Mr. Zhang saw his grandson coming home, he pushed Father Chen out. He was afraid that Mr. Chen would lose his temper, and the old man would keep it a secret, and his grandson would do something impulsive at an uncertain age. They were really dead.

Xunzi didn't ask anything, just helped the old man onto the kang and covered his cold feet with his hands: "Master, rest for a while, I will cook in the evening." After the grandparents were settled, Xunzi picked up the ax in the corner and started The firewood was being split in the courtyard, everything was as usual except for the creaking teeth and red eyes, he was panting heavily with his head on his knees, his breathing became smooth after a while, and he picked up the wood like a normal person block into the house.

Father Chen didn't go away for fear that Xunzi would get angry. The old man couldn't control it. He never wanted to see this scene. In the evening, Mother Chen came to the door and put a layer of oil on Xunzi's hands (vernacular: very oily hand cream): " The boys who are all in high school have to tidy up. Aunt, let’s set a time with Qiuzi’s mother to buy some clothes for the children. I have to make some new clothes when I go to school. The store is too busy. Shu Ming, let's go to the store." This was a trick the couple had been thinking about for hours, to prevent Xunzi's aunt's carbine from being delivered to the store.

As soon as the old couple arrived at the store the next day, Mother Chen took a few family members to the shopping mall, and Mr. Zhang was arranged to beat him up. He had a brain and didn't think about those messy things. Chen Weineng changed it and Chen Qing also picked it up , holding his brother's old clothes and comparing them to his body, they are so beautiful, except for the new books that he distributes every year, he always picks up his brother's things. He scraped it with a knife, and it has been used like this for five or six years. Chen Wei felt uncomfortable looking at it: "Don't compare it to me when I replace it with a new one."

"Our mother said that I will not be able to wear it when I grow up..."

Chen Wei rubbed his tanned little black face: "Okay, don't save that brother to buy it for you."

"Then... buy a pencil case for me, Danzi, and Ershuan. I don't need any clothes, and I can't have fun wearing new ones." Mentioning his playmate Chen Qing, he said again: "I don't know if Danzi's legs can be used. It’s cured, my dad said that his family went all the way out to see it.” There was also a copy of Shuhua in the stack of notices, and Xunzi threw it in the brigade if he was stingy, and it was a bit awkward when the students were all on vacation. For the rest of the money, I just wanted to go to the provincial hospital. Danzi is already ten years old, so I can’t delay it any longer. After Chen’s mother found out, she came to the door and sent 100 yuan. She can see that she is diligent and capable, not to mention being able to help with the child's affairs. It has been a month, and there is no sound from the other end, which is very urgent.

Mr. Zhang entered the shop with a noodle plate, and the new worker, Qiu Zi, took over immediately, and asked with a glance, "Master, do you want steamed buns?"

Yang Laosan was afraid that his son, who had never been out of the house, would not be able to adapt to school in the county, so he sent the son to the store a few days ago to let the child learn the skills of Chen Wei and Xunzi, but he really underestimated him I don’t think of myself as a foreigner at all. On the first day of work, I threw a towel on my shoulders. It’s not a problem to grow black. I have a sweet mouth. As long as people come to buy goods, they will worship them in their eyes. They are all rich people. My brother and sister called it sweet. Father Chen and Youngest Yang praised this son for being amazing, but Oldest Yang looked disdainful: "This little boy can do it outside, and this sweet mouth can make a lot of money selling tofu."

Chen Wei pressed Xunzi's trembling legs: "Bad habit! What are you shaking, you are so dishonest."

"Why are you crazy about smoking the ram's horn again? You always get angry at me." Xunzi muttered aggrievedly.

Chen Wei leaned on his shoulders and didn't speak. The two families had something to hide in their hearts, and they didn't talk about his inquiries. They felt uncomfortable being squeezed out, so they had to find a soft spot to balance it out.

The mothers of the children are all making new quilts for their children in the hut, and they are too embarrassed to take out the ones at home. They bought some cotton and made two new quilts. The mother of the ball smiled and listened to the laughter outside. I didn't expect my son to go to school in the city, and it was the first time I saw such an active son. People should go out and rush, like I dare not leave this hut when I come, I am always afraid of embarrassing others in the store "Mom, Dad Chen's family eats steamed stuffed buns this noon." Qiuzi happily said the good news, and after only a few days of addressing added another layer, Qiuzi's mother smiled wryly, saying that the daughter is outgoing and the son is about to follow. Others ran away: "Help me out."

"Okay!" As soon as he walked out of the hut, a guest came to the door, and Qiuzi strode forward with a smile on his face: "Brother, what would you like to order?"

The bright smiling face almost blinded the other party's eyes. This service status has been recognized. The visitor's mental outlook is not good, and the bearded and dusty comrades are not disgusted: "You can introduce me."

"My shop specializes in specialty grilled fish and boiled fish. I'm a repeat customer. Why don't you give it a try? A medium-sized live fish will be enough. Is a piece worth a catty?"

The other party nodded, and Qiuzi gritted his teeth and howled: "Xunzi called a medium-sized fish for everyone to have a look at."

Xunzi picked out a fish stick in the fish basin and threw it into a plastic bag. He raised the pole and said it to the people. He saw the time for the live fish to rest, and said quickly: "Four catties and two taels are four catties."

The other party didn't pay attention to the scale, so he took a few glances at Xunzi. After the weight was reported, the octopus was off the market. Uncle Chen was still busy in the village, so the chef was replaced by Chen Wei, who made the upper layer of a special two-layer baking pan. Put the charcoal on the lower floor of the fish, put the fish on the table and look at a few guests, look at the big car parked outside, Chen Wei raises his eyebrows. The legendary peddler, who buys at low prices and sells at high prices, is commonly known as a second-hand dealer. Over the years, many people have made a lot of money, and they took the initiative to find their own marinade and put it on the table: "It's the first time for all uncles to visit a small shop, and today I will give it away for free, please taste it."

"Hey, the service of this store is really good. You don't have to worry about losing money if you send the meat for free." The middle-aged man picked up a piece of duck gizzard with his chopsticks: "I have tasted this cooked food in other places, and the smell is not as good as yours. fragrant."

"It's not just the taste, my ducks are grass ducks, and the pigs are raised in the village, not for feed." He took out a bag of vacuum packaging: "Have you ever seen a brand of marinade? All kinds of Recognized to ensure the quality, besides, the price in our county is not high, it is quite cheap compared to other cities." After talking, another new customer came, Chen Wei put the packing bag on the corner of the table, and went into the kitchen Keep busy.

Xunzi asked suspiciously: "Weizi, if we have customers, we will introduce the packaging." He didn't say this on purpose before, but Chen Wei came to this out of the blue, and he was a little uncertain about the development.

Chen Wei blinked: "They're different." As for the difference, he didn't want to go into details. Xunzi grew up with him since he was a child, and the places he's been to at the same age and experience are similar. I have to say that before the age of ten, Xunzi is easy to fool, now that it is too difficult to make him doubt himself, if he wants to develop, he must have a sales channel, they can just use it, it doesn't matter if the same name is used elsewhere, it's still the same sentence As long as the taste is different, the products are different. He wants to try to see how far his own products can go.

The guests came and went for a while, and the middle-aged man wanted to settle accounts. Chen Wei rushed out ahead of him. After paying the money, he picked up the packaging bag and asked, "I want to buy some to take home as a gift..."

Chen Wei took the lead: "If you have no objection, use our packaging bags as an advertisement, so that each bag will give you the same number, size, and weight, and it doesn't matter if there is an extra one or two taels." , but it will definitely not be short of weight, whether it is ready to eat after opening the bag or needs to be heated, my house will clearly mark it for you, you can rest assured of the taste, you can taste it on the spot, and you can return it if there is any discrepancy.”

The middle-aged people became interested in the eloquent Chen Wei: "Seeing that you are young, have you been to many places?"

"Just read a few more books."

"Can I talk to your adults?"

Chen Wei knocked on his thin chest: "I am the master of my family, I have the final say."

The middle-aged man held back his laughter, and threatened with a straight face: "Little guy, this is not a joke, are you sure you can be the master?"

Chen Qing strode forward, nodding his head wildly: "My brother can call the shots."

The point of the small head is a bit big, and he may be worried that it will not be safe. The middle-aged man hastily stopped: "I don't want these, get rid of these," pointing to the fat intestines and tofu in the tin cart: "Other bags count two catties. About one catty, no more than three catties, the number of catties of the same type must be the same, and the proofing products you have placed are good, just like this, I want 20 bags of each kind, can I do it?" Chen Wei gave an affirmative answer Afterwards, the time was determined: "The few of us can't stay here for too long, when will you be able to deliver the goods?"

Chen Wei made some calculations before continuing to reply: "After six o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, but we have to be a villain first and then a gentleman. You have to pay the deposit first. You have also seen that my house is a small shop. At first glance, you are a person who travels widely. , if you want to leave the city, we have no place to find you, all this effort is wasted, what do you think? I don’t make it difficult for you, usually the meat is one yuan and five catties, and if the quantity is large, I will give you one yuan and three.”

The middle-aged man speaks quickly and handles affairs quickly: "Tell someone and me to go to the bank to get the money. I will come to pick up the goods at 06:30 the day after tomorrow."

Chen Wei stretched out his right hand, one big and one small held hands together: "Deal!"