Transformation of Rebirth

The branch of "Yi Yang" is still being renovated, and the layout is similar to the store in Beijing. Zheng Ping completed all the procedures a few years ago, and Cheng Baoli went to the farmer's market to negotiate the purchase price of raw materials such as chicken and potatoes. up.

After Han Zhijun and Chen Lingling came, they went to the store to have a look, and they were not in a hurry to go back to Beijing. They stayed to celebrate the New Year together, and chatted about the future of the fried chicken restaurant. In the courtyard of the research institute, I visited those old men who often played chess together.

The old men are all in good health, and a shed was built under the big tree where they played chess, and those old men played chess in it.

Zheng Ping and Han Zhijun couldn't hold back their itchy hands and played two games. The old man with a particularly sharp mouth said: "Go out for a while and learn a lot, isn't it different?!" He said while collecting the chess pieces.

It is indeed different, Han Zhijun's "solitary courage" and "adventurous love" are much less impulsive, and he is more stable, while Zheng Ping's courage and vision are different from the past, and he is more courageous than before.

The provincial capital has not changed much. If there is any change, there are more small shops and fewer people at the counters of department stores.

Cheng Baoli said: "I don't go shopping in the building anymore, I just buy it in the small shop, and I can bargain if I pick it casually, and the waiter doesn't give a cold face. After I came back, I went to the department store once, and I picked it up when I was buying buttons and sewing. Pick, let him help me take it a few more times, and give me back! From then on, I won’t go.”

Small businesses in the provincial capital are booming, and you can buy all kinds of miscellaneous things. In fact, not only department stores, but also many state-owned enterprises cannot continue to operate at this time. After New Year's Day, several factories went bankrupt. With the bankruptcy subsidy, there is no fear of the future and anger of unemployment. Many people push a three-wheeled bicycle to sell things, and their lives are still prosperous. They earn money and can get factory subsidies every month.

But no matter how the outside world changes, for the little baby Han Yi, life has not changed at all.

Every morning when Han Yiyi opened his eyes, he could see his brother Yangyang, the toy that hid the money was still on the head of the bed, and he and Zheng Haiyang huddled together in two thick quilts, which were soft.

Zheng Haiyang, like they did in Beijing in the past, put on his own clothes after getting up, picked up Han Yi when he was done, and put on the clothes for the child.

There are too many winter clothes. Zheng Haiyang himself is short-handed and short-legged. It takes several minutes to put on a dress. It is not easy to dress Han Yi. There are three sweaters, one cotton vest, and two woolen pants underneath. One piece, the sweater pants are open, and after putting them on, you can feel the dick inside if you touch them from the bottom.

Zheng Haiyang dressed Han Yi and put on his trousers. After putting on the trousers, he patted Han Yi's open file, "Is it cold with dicks and butts?"

Holding the toy in his hand, Han Yi smiled sweetly and shook his head.

Zheng Haiyang said solemnly while putting on the woolen trousers outside for the children: "If they are cold, do you have to tell me?"

Han nodded.

After putting on clothes, take them out to pee. The toilet in Zheng Haiyang’s house is a squat pit. Zheng Haiyang urinates standing in front of the pit. Han Yi is not old enough to pee on his body while standing, and his calves are too short He couldn't cross himself, so he had to squat by the pit to urinate, halfway through, hunched over and put his hands on the thick woolen pants, raised his head and said to Zheng Haiyang: "Brother, it's cold."

Zheng Haiyang: "Where is it cold? Butt or dick?"

Han Yi pouted: "It's all cold."

Zheng Haiyang coaxed: "It's okay, it won't be cold if you put on your pants after peeing."

After urinating, she put on her pants and took them out. At that time, Cheng Baoli had already made breakfast, and Chen Lingling took a washbasin for them, poured hot water and squeezed towels, wiped the faces and hands of the two children, and poured water to rinse their mouths.

After breakfast, Cheng Baoli and Chen Lingling would go out to buy groceries. It was inconvenient to take care of the two children, so Zheng Haiyang was asked to watch Han Yi at home.

Adults now trust Zheng Haiyang very much. No child of the same age is as sensible and obedient as Zheng Haiyang. He is smart, well-behaved, and knows a lot. He never cries, makes trouble, or asks for things. Zheng Haiyang has become the little padded jacket of the whole family, all kinds of cute.

After the new year, the taste of the new year is still very full. You can always hear the sound of firecrackers in the distance at home, and you can buy all kinds of new year goods when you walk on the street.The high school opposite their house has also started school. After ringing the bell, it is no longer an empty echo. You can always hear the voices of students talking loudly through the low wall. When you open the windows in the morning, you can still hear Lang Lang Catchy reading sound.

Zheng Haiyang taught Han Yi's poems in the room, such as "Song of Goose, Goose and Goose, Xiang Xiangtian", "It is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days", "A light boat has passed ten thousand mountains", Zheng Haiyang gave Han Yi all the poems he remembered.

When Han Yi was very young, he showed his talent in learning things. He learned fast when he was learning to crawl, he learned fast when he was learning to walk, and he learned fast when he was learning poetry.Zheng Haiyang considers himself a scumbag, and after he entered high school, he drifted on the passing line in Chinese. The few poems he can remember in his mind are quickly "squeezed".

But when it comes to raising children, most people have a self-righteous mentality, and Zheng Haiyang also has it; how can he only teach poetry when he wants to educate children?Should morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor be developed in an all-round way?

Zheng Haiyang began to teach Han Yi to sing and sing nursery rhymes. He had already learned "Only Mother is Good in the World", so he began to teach "Two Tigers".

Zheng Haiyang sang: "Two tigers, old paper tigers, run fast. One has no tail and the other has no ears. It's strange. It's strange..." Halfway through singing, he suddenly felt something wrong. Did he have no tail?Still no ears?Still no eyes?Can't remember at all! !

It’s okay if you don’t remember it, but it’s fine if the meaning is right anyway, and it’s not that there are no standard answers for math problems, but the problem is that Zheng Haiyang, a scumbag, used to be a bit of a nerd, and he liked to browse forums when he was free in his previous life. The online world is no longer dominated by ordinary human beings, it is occupied by cats, dogs and unknown creatures. At that time, "Two Tigers" had a "friends version". Zheng Haiyang thought it was fun and listened to it. Afterwards, he didn’t care about it and thought it was fun, now it’s all right, after singing the normal version of "Two Tigers", another abnormal version kept repeating in his head——

"Two tigers, two tigers, falling in love, falling in love, both of them are male, both of them are male, what a pervert, what a pervert..."

Zheng Haiyang: "..."

So he went through all the nursery rhymes he remembered to be able to open his mouth in his head, and his whole body was going to be in a bad mood, especially when "Gourd Baby" was playing on TV recently, which was quite popular. You can hear the children singing "Gourd Baby, Gourd Baby", and a bunch of children are playing house with the big baby, the second baby and the third baby...

Han Yi listened too much, and sometimes he could open his mouth to say a sentence, but he couldn’t sing completely. Now Zheng Haiyang suddenly recalled his childhood that was ruined 20 years later, and he couldn’t bear to look directly at his childhood after his rebirth...

Zheng Haiyang struggled for a while, shook his head and put aside the messy things in his mind. He wanted to wait two years for full development, and decided that it would be useful to teach Han Yi. He began to teach Han Yi to recognize Arabic numerals and pinyin. There was a Xinhua dictionary, and Zheng Haiyang brought it to Han Yi to read and teach him how to pronounce and read the characters.

Children have trouble concentrating. As soon as Han reads a word, he turns his head to touch the toy or grab Zheng Haiyang's hand or even hug him.

Han Yichang's face was faster than Zheng Haiyang's pretending to turn around and leave. When he heard his brother said that he was going to leave, his face immediately wrinkled into siu mai folds, his neck was raised and his mouth was about to cry. !"

Han Yi quickly lowered his head and changed back to his creamy bun face, as if nothing happened, holding Zheng Haiyang's arm, Zheng Haiyang sighed helplessly, "Did brother teach you just now?"

Han nodded.

"One plus one equals how much?"

"two!"

"What is one plus two?"

"three!"

"Smart! Come and give me a kiss."

Sometimes Zheng Haiyang would take Han Yi to jump while doing radio gymnastics on the balcony. Haiyang leans against him, and he is often greedy—on the balcony there are sausages, salted chicken, salted duck, and salted fish that were marinated before the Chinese New Year. Han jumped twice and could not move his eyes from the sausage. With one finger, the voice was soft, as if he was born knowing what to behave when begging for food: "Brother, eat."

Zheng Haiyang originally wanted to say that the sausage was nothing good, but when Han Yi stared at it with soft black eyes, his heart softened, and he ran to the kitchen to "steal" a small half of the sausage for Han Yi.

When eating at night, Cheng Baoli looked at the sausage in the bowl and felt something was wrong, "Why do I feel that there are fewer sausages? So where is the one with the string on the top cut off?"

Chen Lingling: "Is there a mouse?"

Cheng Baoli: "If it's a mouse, isn't the mouse too honest? Didn't take away everything from the bowl, just one?"

Zheng Haiyang floated past the kitchen with a childlike face, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

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After the new year, 91 was a brand new year, with a new year and a new atmosphere. After the eighth day of the new year, it was as warm as spring, and the weather was very good.

Han Zhijun and Chen Lingling had stayed in the provincial capital for a long time. They planned to take their son back to Beijing, but Han Yi refused to leave. For the first time at a young age, he showed a stubborn expression, and he would not leave even if he was beaten to death!

Chen Lingling had no choice but to discuss with Han Zhijun, let him go back first, and she took her son to stay for another two days to do ideological work and coax him.

Han Zhijun got up and headed north, accompanied by Zheng Ping who was going to buy a house in Beijing to go through the formalities. Once the men left, only women and children were left in the house.

At this time, the store was almost finished decorating, and the recruitment had not yet started, and the women had nothing to do, shopping, cooking, shopping, watching TV at home, hugging their sons, and knitting.

One day, when there was a knock on the door, Cheng Baoli went to open the door, and saw a strange woman standing at the door—the woman was very beautiful and young, no worse than Chen Lingling, with her hair pulled back and her slender neck exposed without a scarf, she had a very temperament outstanding.

As soon as the door opened, the woman smiled and said, "Hi, do you have time? Is it convenient to chat?"

Cheng Baoli was taken aback, her first reaction was, could it be that Zheng Er was stealing women outside behind her back?Before she had time to speak, she heard the woman say again: "I'm Miss Avon, I have a lot of skin care products for us lesbians here, shall I introduce them to you?"

In the room, Chen Lingling walked out and said, "Baoli, who's here?" When she walked to the door, she was taken aback when she saw a strange woman, looked her up and down, then turned to look at Cheng Baoli, "This...?"

Cheng Baoli heard about Miss Avon when she was in Beijing. She heard about it from a few waiters in a fried chicken restaurant. It was said that she sold lipstick and women’s things. She paused and said, "Miss Avon." Opening the door didn't mean to drive people away, mainly because the other party's smile was too bright, she was too embarrassed to let people go directly, and also because she was used to welcoming guests with a smiling face after working in "Yi Yang" for a long time.

Miss Avon walked into the room and put the two bags she was carrying on the glass table in the living room. Before Cheng Baoli and Chen Lingling said anything, she began to play freely and eloquently.

Zheng Haiyang ran out with Han Yi, and at a glance, he saw the strange woman in the living room holding Chen Lingling's hand and rubbing something on the back of her hand. His mother, Cheng Baoli, stood aside and watched curiously. On the table, I heard a strange woman say: "Sister, look how good your skin is. It's white and thin, but it's a little dry, and your hands are also dry. Wash the dishes and clothes in cold water, right? Let me tell you, we women don't If you don’t care about the world, you just want a family and happiness, but you also have to be kind to yourself. Look at your skin, it would be a pity if you don’t need some cosmetics to maintain it. This is to replenish water, so that your skin doesn’t dry out. How about it, why don't you do it? Isn't it very fragrant and slippery to the touch?"

Chen Lingling touched the back of her hand where she had wiped things, and Cheng Baoli also came over to touch it, and said, "It's very slippery."

Miss Avon picked up another bottle and opened the jar, poured a little on her hand, took Chen Lingling's hand again, and wiped it off: "And this, just now that is to make your skin have water, but the water will evaporate. Ah, this is to form a layer of protection on your face to prevent the water from evaporating."

Cheng Baoli was studying the bottles and jars on the table. Miss Yavon suddenly turned her head, looked at her, and smiled: "This sister's skin is also a bit dry, so she should wipe it off with water. By the way, I still have lipstick here. The people on TV are pretty, right? It’s just the lipstick they put on, but it looks good,” he said, and went to get the lipstick, and handed it to Cheng Baoli: “Take it on and keep it if you like it. Many people like this tube of lipstick.”

This is the first time for Zheng Haiyang to see that Chen Lingling will be stopped by someone who said it, but looking back, women are born with no resistance to cosmetics. It is only 91 years now, wait another ten years, the market for these cosmetics and skin care products in China It is dazzling.

Zheng Haiyang ran to the table, climbed up on the chair and took a look at a lipstick. He wanted to see what brand it was, but it turned out to be "Avon". He didn't study women's things, but he had heard of this brand. I've seen this brand before when shopping.

As soon as Han stood on the edge of the chair and pulled Zheng Haiyang's leg, Zheng Haiyang jumped down. As soon as Han went to get the lipstick in his hand, he stuffed it into his mouth. Zheng Haiyang quickly grabbed it: "You can't eat it, you can't eat it."

Han Yi showed a confused expression, with a bit of expectation in the confusion, as if he was looking forward to Zheng Haiyang giving him something delicious, so Zheng Haiyang put the lipstick back, turned his head and took the child and sneaked into the kitchen.

Miss Avon did not knock on the wrong door this time. She knocked on two rich men, Cheng Baoli and Chen Lingling, and stepped in with two bags of things. When she left, there was only one bag of things left. A flower appeared on the ground.

Women probably have no resistance to cosmetics by nature. Chen Lingling Cheng Baoli bought a bunch of things and didn't feel bad at all. Cheng Baoli also bought a lipstick, which was red, and she pouted in front of the mirror. Zheng Haiyang, who slipped out from Han Yi, almost choked himself to death without a bite of sausage.

Chen Lingling sat at the table and packed up her things. She also bought a lot. The key is that she likes it. Before Han Zhijun’s sister came back from abroad, she brought her lipstick and other skin care products. , Lipstick is almost a hand.

Cheng Baoli wiped off the lipstick on her mouth with a piece of paper, and said, "I think this lipstick is good, it refreshes people's spirits, and you see that Miss Avon who just came just wiped it off."

Chen Lingling regained her composure at this moment, and the blood rushing into her brain began to flow back. She looked at the table and couldn't laugh or cry: "What are we two doing with so many purchases? I don't know if it's useful or not! Listen to her nonsense. .Buy a little and try it out, how can you use it after buying so much!?”

Cheng Baoli was very happy, "Use it slowly. And this water, it's the same as tap water, it's different from the cream we use."

The two children who ate the sausage again ran into the house quickly. Before Zheng Haiyang could sit down, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind—there was no cosmetics in China at this time, right?The counters were filled with creams and so on, and it was the first time he had seen his mother put on lipstick, but after 20 years, it was completely different. The first floor of the shopping mall was almost full of cosmetics and skin care product counters. Women's money was so good!

But it is easy to open a fried chicken shop, but it is difficult to open a lipstick and cosmetics shop. It is one thing to sell it or not.Zheng Haiyang doesn't know about women in this industry, let alone how the Chinese cosmetics market is opened, but he thinks that Avon may be a pioneer in this industry.

The economy is getting better and better, the people are getting richer and richer, and the price of skin care products is completely affordable. Which woman can resist the temptation of cosmetics on the road of beauty?

Zheng Haiyang thinks there is something going on!

But he thinks it's useless to have a show, and he will only be five years old after the new year. The key is for adults to think that there is a market to make money.

Zheng Ping came back from Beijing soon, and when he came back, he saw a pile of bottles and cans on the dressing table, and couldn't help but say, "What kind of waste did you buy?" Cheng Baoli yelled at him.

"You say my lipstick is trash, but your cigarettes are not trash? Take a puff and spit it out. Have you grown flesh or tall?"

Zheng Ping said: "Do you understand the spiritual food!?"

Cheng Baoli: "Hey! Give me spiritual food, just give me these literary things. This is also spiritual food! I'm happy when I put on lipstick! Is it spiritual food?"

Zheng Ping said he couldn't process Baoli, and couldn't help but admit his mistake: "Yes, please, please, I was wrong. Lipstick is spiritual food, and cigarettes are waste products." After asking, "Where did you buy it?"

Cheng Baoli: "Miss Avon knocked on the door and sold it."

"how much is it?"

"Lipstick? Lipstick is a few yuan, and the two of you bought it for dozens of yuan."

Zheng Ping raised his eyebrows: "It's quite profitable, much more profitable than small stalls and shops outside."

Cheng Baoli sat down and said: "Hey, I just remembered that you said that. It's really a lot of money. His lipstick is worth a few pieces of fried chicken for us."

Zheng Ping: "Don't compare everything with fried chicken. Last time you weighed your son, you actually said how many catties the fried chicken weighs."

Cheng Baoli covered her mouth and smiled: "I'm used to it."

After Zheng Ping came back, Chen Lingling wanted to take her son back to Beijing, but Han Yi still clung to Zheng Haiyang and refused to leave, more determined than last time, Cheng Baoli said: "Then wait a little longer, Zheng Ping and I will be together in two days. Going back to my hometown to change my household registration, I have to go to Beijing when I come back, when the time comes, we will go together, Han Yiniang Yangyang will let Yangyang stay in Beijing, you help me take care of it, I will go back to Beijing to see my son when I have time."

Zheng Haiyang: "..." Mom, is it really my own? It's so easy to send my son out.

Of course Zheng Ping couldn't go back to his hometown empty-handed. A bunch of people he knew in the worker's yard, as well as his brother, sister-in-law and younger brother, always wanted to buy something to go back.

Chen Lingling and Cheng Baoli took their two children to the street to buy things when they were free that day, and they only picked good ones. Their ideas were very simple and simple. They went out to make money at first, but now they have money to go back and see Fathers and folks, of course, you have to go back in a good mood, and besides the scenery, you have to buy good things to give away. After all, when Zheng Ping had no money, the people in the compound got along well with them, helping each other, and friends and neighbors get along very well. harmony.

Chen Lingling doesn't like the people in the staff yard of the Zhigong Oil Factory. Firstly, she doesn't have friendship with them. Secondly, she still has "resentment" in her heart when she was criticized by others, so she didn't care when she bought things. She just helped Cheng Baoli pick and choose. When shopping for the two brothers of the Zheng family, I served a little snack.

The two walked the street with their children, there was no order on the main road, cars and pedestrians came and went, and there were children lying on the curb shooting foreign paintings and playing marbles.

Zheng Haiyang looked left and right, looking for any cosmetics sellers, but he didn't see any, but he accidentally scanned a piece of promotional paper on the wall, and found that it was "Avon" recruiting "Avon" Miss".

The promotional paper is blue, with photos of cosmetics and several elegant women in uniform clothing printed on it. There is such a promotional slogan on it-Miss Avon, a beautiful job.

Probably having been with Han Yi for a long time, Zheng Haiyang has not been blessed for a long time. The moment he saw the slogan, Zheng Haiyang's mind burst into flames. He thought why his mother and Chen Lingling couldn't get to know Avon first?Get to know Avon first, and you don’t need to do it now. It’s not too late to do it after a few years when everyone has money and can afford cosmetics.

When Zheng Haiyang thought about it, he wanted to tear up the promotional paper like the debt collection team did back then. Unfortunately, this time he couldn't make a caterpillar, so he could only stare at the promotional paper. Han Yi was carried into the shop by Chen Lingling, and the child passed Brother Yangyang, who didn't see him for half a minute, was so anxious that he twisted his neck and went everywhere.

Chen Lingling came out with the child in her arms, glanced at it, and found that Zheng Haiyang was standing under the wall outside the shop and looking at something with his neck raised. "Yangyang" she called out and walked over to Han Yi in her arms, "What are you looking at?"

As soon as Han saw his brother, he stopped making trouble and stayed quietly. Chen Lingling walked over and looked at the wall. It turned out to be the "Avon" they bought last time.

In order to show that he is a child who can't read, Zheng Haiyang deliberately pretended to be naive, pointing to the promotional paper and saying: "The aunt on the board is so pretty."

Chen Lingling didn't pay attention to the "good-looking auntie", but noticed a line of words on the boss - "Miss Avon, a beautiful job", it turned out to be recruiting, and there was a phone number and address below. It's very close, just across the road.

Cheng Baoli came out after shopping, and saw the words "a beautiful job" and found it very fresh. In fact, the three words "cosmetics" were fresh enough for her. She said: "Oh, this Avon recruiter It's quite interesting, I haven't heard that work can be beautiful, let's go for a walk and go shopping." After finishing speaking, he held his son's hand.

Zheng Haiyang was a little disappointed by the adult's reaction, but after thinking about it, there is still time anyway, so there will be a long time in Japan.

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Zheng Ping and Cheng Baoli went back to their hometown with a lot of things, Cheng Baoli also specially brought the lipstick he bought, because Han Yi couldn't do without Zheng Haiyang, Cheng Baoli simply left his son to accompany the little baby, and let Chen Lingling take the two children .

Zheng Haiyang was actually a little worried and wanted to follow. He always felt that something would happen when he went back this time, especially thinking of his grandmother.Thinking of Zheng Haiyang's grandmother's home, he felt trembling. They haven't been back for nearly two years. In the past two years, they haven't had any contact with their grandmother in their hometown. I'm afraid there will be contact this time when they go back. It's different, but the world is unpredictable, Zheng Haiyang only hopes that nothing will happen to break the current trajectory of life.

But as the old saying goes, what you are afraid of will come, some bad luck cannot be avoided, and you can only bear it by yourself and endure it.