Master is not to be provoked

Jing Yunsong couldn't understand what he was saying: "What did my mother do? Are you talking about meatballs?"

"It's not just meatballs, let's not talk about it, you will understand when you look at it."

When the two came to the Wynn Commissary, Ke Yongli was feeling sad. Seeing him coming, he naturally had a bad face: "What are you doing here?"

Ke Muai said weakly: "I didn't expect that the meatballs would be like this after eating. There was not much braised pork left, so I didn't want to throw it away, so I lived it in the noodles and fried it together. I thought it could be eaten after high-temperature sterilization." It's all my fault."

Ke Yongli covered his stomach and hummed on the kang: "Did your uncle give you money? How much?"

"Give one hundred."

"One hundred?" Ke Yongli sat up from the kang, his eyes widened, "Then why did the little bastard give you so much money?" After speaking, he stretched out his big hand, "What about the rest of the money? Bring it and I'll collect it for you." on."

"It's all spent."

"Spent all the 100 yuan?"

"Yes." Ke Muai took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, opened it, and wrote crookedly on it with a pencil, "It's the Chinese New Year, my brother and I each bought a set of shirts and two pairs of socks , which is 30 yuan. The quilt was replaced with new cotton, which cost 20 yuan, one catty of beef for croquettes, two catties of pork, two fish, one chicken, two catties of soybean oil, one bag of refined salt, one bag of Thirteen Fragrances, two days ago my little brother caught a cold, so I bought him a cold pass... In the end, there was only a dime left, and I bought two little naughty candies, one for each of us."

Ke Yongli was trembling all over his face: "Why do you spend money when you have money? It's chicken and fish, you plan to eat it to death, you?"

Ke Muai folded the note and put it back in his trouser pocket: "Isn't it the Chinese New Year, and it's also the first New Year after my mother and brother came to our house. Live there, both sides have to be lively, and let the villagers know that Ke Yongli married another daughter-in-law, who is better than the previous one. It is not only for our mother, but also for your face. Your side will give us It's a TV and a washing machine. I can't be too shabby, or people will poke our mother's spine, saying that my stepmother abused me, and it will not look good to you if you spread the word. The money is free and spent. I don't feel bad either."

"I don't feel sorry for the fart!" Ke Yongli cursed, but felt that what Ke Muai said had some truth, so he stopped attacking.

Ke Muai went to turn on the TV, and watched the big-headed son and small-headed father with Jing Yunsong.

Bai Yuhuan came in with tea and poured a cup for Ke Yongli and the two children: "Mumu's craftsmanship is really good, not to mention anything else, it's the skill of this pancake, it's a masterpiece, I've never tried it before. Such delicious pancakes, if we set up a pancake stand at the gate of the central school in the town, the other box lunch sellers will have to stop eating, at least earn this amount a day!" She held out two fingers.

"20 yuan?" Ke Yongli asked.

"Two hundred!" Bai Yuhuan said with a smile, "You also underestimate Mumu's craftsmanship."

Ke Yongli pondered for a while, then waved his hand: "Son, in the future, Dad will get you a small car, and you can go to the gate of the school to sell pancakes."

"No, Mumu still has to go to school?" Jing Yunsong was anxious.

"What school do you go to? He is not the material for school. It is enough for our family to have you to study. He, he will go to sell pancakes to earn money to support the family. He is eight years old. After the new year, he will be nine years old. I am eight years old. When I was young, I followed your grandfather up the mountain to collect Guanyin soil."

Jing Yunsong was in a hurry: "Then how can I do it..."

"Why not?" Ke Yongli hates others to refute him the most. "What is the adult's decision, what will the kid do with it? If you don't like going to school, don't go to it, go share pancakes with him!"

Jing Yunsong was still talking, but Ke Muai stopped him, turned around and poured a cup of tea for Ke Yongli, and said very filially: "Dad, don't be like him, what does he know as a child? You sacrifice yourself He didn't appreciate the opportunity for his son to go to school and earn money for him, he just wanted to beat him! If you dare to say anything else, we father and I will beat him up!"

"Not bad!" Ke Yongli smiled gratifiedly, and looked at Ke Muai, "You have to be good, don't be like your old mother."

"Of course, I'm your son, of course it's up to you." Ke Muai enthusiastically calculated for Ke Yongli, "According to what our mother said, you can earn two hundred a day, two thousand in ten days, and two thousand in one hundred days." Wan, it’s 6 yuan a year. If I can earn so much, what else can I study? It’s serious to earn money to honor you and our mother, but I can’t do it alone.”

Bai Yuhuan said: "Why can't you do it? Didn't you do a good job just now?"

Ke Muai said: "Mom, you only saw me stalling there, why didn't you see Songsong cooking for me? This was originally a job for two people. One person was either a mess, or the fire couldn't come up. It’s just right that you’re fine if you’re idle at home all day, so go to the practice booth with me, and we mothers will work together to earn this money.”

"Who said I'm fine? I have to wait on your dad at home, and in this shop, serving tea, water, cigarettes and wine, how can I get it? If I go to play with you, what will your dad do? "

"You said it yourself, here you are just serving tea and water, handing cigarettes and wine, my dad can do all these things, but my business here is 200 yuan a day, you don't make money, just stay at home with my dad Serving tea and pouring water? Dad, tell me, if Mom and I can earn 200 yuan together, you can light cigarettes and pour tea by yourself, okay?"

"Okay! I think it's okay!" Ke Yongli nodded, "From now on, you and our son will go to the gate of the central school to spread pancakes."

Bai Yuhuan's face was turning green, she kept looking for men, and changed houses, what was she trying to do?Isn't it just lying on the bed and earning money, not worrying about food and clothing? From this point of view, she and Ke Yongli are the same. Otherwise, it would not be Ke Yongli's turn to find a dutiful man to live.

Just like the sung in the community: If you want to be good, follow the dealers, but you are afraid that you will get up early and be greedy all year round, and you will not be free. If you go to the stall with Ke Muai, it will take less than two years. Yellow face woman.

She tried her best to refuse, and even said the words of hiring someone, but Ke Muyan pressed her every step of the way and squeezed her hard with words, every word came to Ke Yongli's heart, making Ke Yongli make up his mind to He practiced stalls.

Bai Yuhuan was angry and anxious, and hurriedly changed her words: "Actually, I thought again, you can't make much money selling pancakes, how much is a catty of noodles now? How much is a catty of soybean oil? You also need to fry shredded chicken and shredded beef To make a trap, you can earn five cents for a cake at most, and you have to buy him a squat pot and a small car. The cost alone can't be recovered for a year, and I heard that there are people who collect protection fees. , I have to pay it every month... In fact, this matter has the greatest impact on my reputation. I just got married here, and I asked Mumu to set up a stall in the second year. My son is in school. This is not someone poking me. Backbone? I can't bear it either, just for this family..."