Jiaojiaojia family

Yu Hai took off his cotton gloves, handed out the results without saying a word, Chen Wei received the report card, went back to his seat and admired himself first, nodded in satisfaction, the top three prizes, Xunzi got a schoolbag, bald Liang had a pencil case, Chen Wei had a diary, and the top five had to stay in school to accept the overall ranking award from the same industry. Qiuzi got fifth in the exam, and Shuhua almost got seventh in the exam, but she didn't like this. She was quite satisfied with her grades. After entering high school, she realized that her mind was not as good as that of the three boys. Having a chance to catch up with that ignorant bastard, seeing the sky was still early and saying hello, he walked to the school gate alone with the prizes of the three of them.

"Shuhua," Li Wenwen put her hands in her coat pockets, and strode up to catch up: "You're walking so fast, I'm still looking for you later?"

"You have something to do with me?" Shuhua didn't like this person, and felt that she was not on the same level if she hated it.

"All of you have made it into the top ten. I'm so envious. Let's study together during the winter vacation!"

Shuhua was very disgusted with this kind of decision of self-definition without discussion: "The teacher said that only ten days off..." Before she could finish her refusal, she heard Chen Qing shouting: "Sister, sister."

Chen Qing squatted at the school gate and waited for quite a while, without hat or gloves, her hands were staggered in the cuffs of the cotton-padded jacket, her feet were so cold that they were jumping on the spot, Shuhua hurried over to put the scarf on Chen Qing, and then Covering his frozen red ears, he spoke with blame: "Why are you here? You don't even wear a hat."

Chen Qing's legs tightened, and he wiped his nose with his cuffs before replying: "I don't want to stay in the store and listen to my dad's babbling." His eyes lit up: "Sister, let me carry this pretty bag."

Shuhua gave the bag to the little guy and straddled her upper body, looked around and praised: "It looks good!"

"That bag is Xunzi's prize." Li Wenwen interjected behind her back, and only glanced at Chen Qing before turning her eyes away, eyes full of disdain.

Chen Qing was more straightforward, rolling her eyes: "Brother Xunzi cares most about me, sister, she froze to death after going home." While talking, she pulled the tree flowers and walked back. Li Wenwen explained her plans for the winter vacation again. Dai Shuhua refused: "My home (Qie three times, customer) is too old, and I don't have time to entertain you." There are always little girls sneaking at Xunzi, which makes Chen's father very nervous. Rushing into the kitchen or the back room, like a daughter of everyone, who doesn't leave the door and doesn't leave the door, Chen Qing knows all this, and thinks his father is doing the right thing. Well, if he doesn't agree with the other party, don't even think about going through the door. Obviously, the cute little Li Wenwen didn't like it.

The prize from the same world is a certificate, and Father Chen scooped it up neatly, and had to frame the whole frame, Chen Qing was disappointed: "Why is your school so picky, it's not as good as the class, I thought I could get it again Pick up a pencil case." But Xunzi's schoolbags are all straddling her body, and the diary is also packed in the bag, only a brand new pencil case is missing.

During the holiday, Chen Wei was not free, and several families had some deposits and wanted to buy a house for Li Fu and Chen Ershu. "Real estate" is a business with a good prospect. With his advanced memory, he is not alone. The original residents near the market have already started to plot the few vacant land nearby. Li Fu and Uncle Chen are not very interested. If the few families can buy together, they can make gestures. The benefits are indispensable to them, Chen Wei is heartbroken that this branch will be out of business for a while, and being too united is not necessarily a good thing.

When Chen Wei was thinking hard about the next plan, Xunzi said: "Throw away the idea of ​​expanding and developing in your head, what are you trying to make money for? The answer of their elders is to live happily, why don't you force it ?”

Chen Wei stared: "I just let them buy a house and wait for the value to rise."

"It's just like that?" Xunzi put his arms on the table and closed his eyes for a short thought. This "scheming" move made Chen Wei uncomfortable. He used to listen to himself, but now his wings are hardened and there is a rhythm of an uprising. Zi went on to say: "Let me ask you, did they buy a house elsewhere before it rose in value? I don't understand the long-term nature and I don't want to know the future. Seeing that they have money in their pockets, they are smiling. Why don't they let them empty it out?" What about foreign debts?"

Chen Wei was annoyed when he was repeatedly denied: "You won't understand if you talk too much, I'm doing it for their own good."

His stubbornness made Xunzi helpless: "I heard what they said to Dad Chen, they don't want to buy a house anymore, even if they develop according to your ideas in the future, I don't think they will regret it. You should respect their contentment." Standing up and sitting next to Chen Wei, he put his arms around his shoulders and said, "You can't stop thinking about the Yang family. The Shuhua family has grown and raised poultry in the past two years. The Yang family has limited conditions and has a tofu shop that can do everything." I don’t dare to raise more, and I don’t have much land, so I only count on the few pieces of tofu, and it’s very hard for Qiuzi to go to school. Don’t look at Qiuzi and say nothing, the pressure is very heavy.”

"Then just tell me to help the Qiuzi family want to recruit children, huh (hen) da (vernacular: say) what am I doing?"

Xunzi was speechless, what has become of this habit?I can’t say that I can’t play, Qiuzi has been helping for a few days, and today I put the packed bag on my shoulder, and I plan to go back to the village: “Uncle, I will go home and help my dad sell tofu for a few days. Hurry up and send me a message."

"Auntie, let me decorate some meat and bring them back together." The balls in the shop really didn't help each other, and the tofu was not enough, and Yang Laosan didn't care what he was doing, so he was tight on this big snow shell, he had no knees, and it was impossible to pass traffic. Those who resisted, the family conditions are not good, and they are crowded all year round to support their children to go to school. Yang Laosan is honest and unwilling to take advantage of others, so he sent a copy and sent it back, knowing that the ball was in the store. The food here is good, the good rice grown in the store is sent to the store in two big bags, and as soon as the chickens are killed, several of them are returned. I wanted to ask Qiuzi's mother to come to the store to help, but the couple were afraid that they would be too dirty for the store. Ashamed, and afraid to come here often to cause trouble for Chen's father and the others, she made up her mind for a month before running over to see her son again. Chen's mother didn't know how to help after seeing her son.

Father Chen is also very fond of this young man who is not in the dark, and thinks he is like himself back then: "Otherwise, I will have to play for a few more days. Why is it so cold in this heavy snow day? Let your father sell it. You have to study hard."

Qiuzi showed his signature little white teeth: "I haven't seen anyone for a few days, I think it's their fault."

"Qiuzi, do you know how to make soy milk and tofu nao in your family? Is it suitable for tofu?" Chen Wei had some ideas, so the breakfast order in the morning was empty. Chen's mother steamed a steamed bun. It's not as good as a tree flower. My wife doesn't want to be tired when she is old, but if Qiu Zi knows how to use these two hands, it can take a little bit.

"Yes, if you want to drink it, let my dad make it for you. I always drank that stuff when I was young." Scratching the back of his head, he said embarrassedly: "Maybe my family wants to use this trick to whiten me. I never thought that I was born black. , No one in our village drinks the key to satisfy their hunger, so my dad doesn't want to bother with it."

Chen Wei took off the luggage that was on his shoulders, and said seductively: "There is a earning business, you can see if you can't bear to suffer from Uncle Yang and Aunt Yang, there are not many breakfast sellers on this street, you How about selling soy milk and tofu nao when you go back home? Let my dad set up a stove outside the store in a while. Bowls and other things are ready-made in the store. When your family is busy, you can still boost the popularity of the store. .”

Yang Qiu thought about it for a while, his parents are not afraid of being tired, and they have to get up early to make tofu, the smell has been forgotten, and I don't know if his father still remembers: "Then I will go home and be with my father." Learn how to speak, if you want to do it, try to put some on when you deliver tofu tomorrow."

Now Dad Chen didn’t keep anyone anymore, and pushed the ball back: “Hurry up and go home, put your luggage in the store, and when Dad Chen returns to the village, he will take it back for you. Alright." The stove is set up first, because Yang Laosan has to think carefully no matter what his character is, otherwise he will feel that he is too human and unwilling to let go of that face, and he doesn't know how to learn when Qiu Zi goes back. When he closed the door, Chen Wei had been in a deep sleep when he heard the door curtain ringing, thinking that it was Qiuzi's house. Father Chen's biological alarm clock hadn't arrived yet, hoping that he would be woken up, except that the glass was smashed, and the door was opened and the iron curtain was pulled aside. , Chen Wei took aim at the target and choked his neck: "Stinky ball, I want to roll you into a snowman. Uncle Yang, come into the house to keep warm." Yang Lao San unloaded the tofu from the cart in response to the sound, and the cold wind blew the frozen tofu. Chen Wei was trembling, not to mention the father and son of the Yang family who had pushed the car for so long: "Qiuzi, it's cold to wake up so early."

"It's not cold. My cart is already hot. It will save trouble when my family earns money and buys a cart."

Listening to his son's whims, Yang Laosan said, "Fuck you, buying a car to deliver tofu can really show off." It should be because I heard from Qiuzi that I beat the stove and specially made a one-meter-high iron bucket, half of which was milky white soybean milk There is no better choice than here for a bowl of rich bean fragrance in winter. Chen Wei found a two-big bowl for himself. It is smooth and pure. Zizi looked at it and laughed: "You still smell like tofu when you taste it again."

"What do you know? This is as nutritious as eggs," putting the bowl aside and catching up with Yang Laosan: "Uncle Yang, how many bowls do you plan to sell?"

Yang Laosan was also blind to the price statement. Last night, he and his son spent a long time together and couldn't figure out whether it was tofu or the two: "The price of beans has increased this year, and the sum of the balls is four cents for pulp and water." , Tofu brain sells for five cents, do you think so?"

"Try to raise another point. I'll go and wake up my dad to help you, and the ball will start the edge banding machine."

"No, you don't need to call your dad. Uncle Zhang can do it by himself. It's early in the morning and your dad is exhausted all day. Let's rest." Yang Laosan held the firewood and lit the new stove outside the store. Chen Wei found a pile of firewood. There is a store-labeled packaging bag, and if you have resources, use it. Never forget your own brand. Pour a few spoonfuls of soy milk to seal the mouth, shake it a few times, and take a small bite. Stepping forward: "What are you doing? Can you throw a tin cart and sell it?"

"It's not cold anymore, it has to be sold hot, go and get the sugar pot outside the outhouse." After sealing the two bags, put them in hot water and boil them again. After making sure that the taste has not changed, they began to pack and seal the bags with the balls.

Father Chen got up from the kang at six o'clock, and when he went out of the house, he was dumbfounded: "Third brother, why are you here so early?"

Qiuzi pulled the plow, and Chen Wei covered the big basin with a quilt and tied it tightly with a rope. He turned his head and said to Chen's father, "It's still early, we're about to go out, Qiuzi is heading for the factory gate."

When Chen Wei and Qiuzi had turned the corner, Father Chen didn't understand where it came from. They ran to a factory a little further away, where there were quite a few breakfast sellers at the door. Chen Wei said regretfully, "Let's get some It's a high point, it's too low and the grade has been lowered." Before the ball could reflect it, he shouted. Carry it and drink it, it doesn't take up your time to go to work, the uncle comes with a bag, five points for no sugar, six points for sugar, our safe product in a bag, you try it?" Kick the dumbfounded ball: "Hurry up and pick up the hottest bag for uncle, don't delay his work." He took the soybean milk and tossed his hands back and forth: "Uncle, be careful, come back next time."

"Qiuzi Qiuzi, why are you so dazed?" Chen Wei tugged at the corner of Qiuzi's clothes a few times: "What are you doing?"

Qiuzi twisted his head: "This is also okay?"

"Why not, isn't this sold? My brother has to settle the account clearly, and the money for my packaging bag is calculated separately," pointing to the guard of the factory: "If you see that there is no place, you put a bag of soybean milk over there. Don't ask for money, understand?"

"Why?" Qiuzi didn't quite understand.

Chen Wei suggested in a low voice: "Didn't you see that all the people who go to work here sign in at the doorman? This is a live advertisement, go quickly."

There are really no soy milk stalls here, and some people don’t want to stuff things into their mouths on a windy day. The doorman’s advertisement is good. After a while, the bottom of the kung fu basin will be bottomed out. Chen Wei poked the ball: “Go back If you repack it, you can still sell it before seven o’clock.”

"Okay!" Qiuzi ran towards the store with full horsepower, and brought Xunzi with him when he returned: "I didn't have much, so I packed a dozen bags, and I'll get some more tomorrow."

This is really a good start. While counting the money, Yang Laosan self-reflected that the bucket was too small and not enough to hold it. Father Chen led people to search for two larger tin buckets. Xunzi held the mouth and pulled the ball to himself Beside: "I've been busy all morning, and I didn't even get some soy milk foam."