Pan Jinlian's petty bourgeoisie life

It was empty inside, so I put the bacon patties on the table, went to the kitchen and found two eggs, made a big bowl of hot and sour soup, put it in two bowls and brought it up:

"Eating is the biggest thing in the world. Even if they demolish the house tomorrow, they still have to eat today. Eat quickly, the meatloaf will get too tired when it's cold."

Wu Da sighed, ate a piece of cake without taste, drank up the soup, went upstairs alone and sighed.Pan Jinlian was not very afraid, she put away her things and fell asleep soundly.

But after all, it is a matter, and I still have it in my heart. Pan Jinlian didn't go out for the next few days, but she didn't bother to inquire about the news. Wuhan University is the most stupid and doesn't turn around, so naturally she can't ask anything, but Wang Po walked home after eating every day. Take a stroll and report to her.

It turned out that these gangsters were the ones who cherished their lives the most. When they went back, they really did what Pan Jinlian said nonsense. Then Chen Jiu specially invited two monks to explain the scriptures to him, so that his family thought he was going to become a monk after seeing through the world. The old lady and his wife and children cried and yelled, and it was very lively.

"Oh, my lady, I haven't seen that scene. It's really rare in a thousand years."

Wang Po's eyebrows were beaming when she said it, as if she was watching it with her own eyes, but she also stayed by the tea stove every day. Where could she go to another county to watch the excitement, but she also heard what others said.

Pan Jinlian also thought it was funny. Just now, she wondered if these uncles were free to come to revenge. It seems that they don't have the time for the time being, so she laughed and said sarcastic words:

"It's good to recite the Buddhist scriptures a lot. Maybe you will be able to cultivate in the future. Don't you think that Sakyamuni also repented and sat under the bodhi tree and became a Buddha?"

Wang Po hurriedly smiled and nodded, while she was mending an old dress, she looked at the needle thread, and the thread fell out of the needle eye without checking for a moment, she quickly grabbed the needle and pointed it at the sun:

"In this world, the rich are running amok, and the poor are jumping up and down. You say that I, an old poor family, have no daughter at such an age. I have been a widow for so many years, and I am still busy with the business of tea stoves all day long. Thinking about it for a day If you can't do it anymore, and you don't have any money to defend yourself, you will starve to death. When you get old, your eyes are blurred, and it is so difficult to put a needle through."

Pan Jinlian hurriedly took it with a smile, put it on for her and handed it to her:

"Mom is still young, why is she getting old? I think she can live for another 50 or [-] years. It's fine now. Tell me what happened to the sister-in-law of the Liu family across the street?"

"That man, my husband's family is also a local household here. I watched a young man who grew up, and he was a bit angry when he said it, but he was good-hearted. His parents also died early, leaving behind a little property and house, and later I married a woman from the Liu family, but somehow she became addicted to gambling, lost all her shop, and fell into the river after drinking a lot of wine. The woman from the Liu family didn't like to talk, and she didn't go out after her husband died. The wife of a distant relative of his husband went to the neighborhood and said that she was the broom star of Ke Fu Ke Mu Ke Fu Ke Zi, and word spread."

"Could it be that the distant relative is planning to occupy their family's property?"

Pan Jinlian nodded after hearing that, there must be a reason for trouble, whoever has nothing to do should sleep at home and gossip about it.That relative must have plotted something.

Wang Po laughed and waved her hands:

"I don't understand this old body. It's just that people say too much, so I believe it. The lady of the Liu family has never left the door. In fact, she is also a poor person. She was like a delicate flower when she first got married. The needlework I can't find a second copy in the entire Yanggu County, it's a pity for this exquisite person."

Needlework girl... Pan Jinlian frowned and looked at the needle and thread in Wang Po's hand, and found that this was her fatal spot. I thought I used the mouse and keyboard function thread back then, but I had never touched the white silk thread for embroidery needles. A few days ago, Wuhan University even took clothes for her to mend, and they are still piled up in the corner, lingering.

Seeing Wang Po's strenuous look, Pan Jinlian knew that she was hopeless, but since Liu's sister-in-law knew this well, she could make up her mind and maybe help others.

"Mom, you sew first. I'll go to the opposite side to have a look. Even though we've been here these days, the new neighbors haven't met yet. It's really disrespectful. Even the broom star, I have to pay a visit, and I can't let them gossip. .”

Wang Po waved her hand and went to mend her clothes.Pan Jinlian straightened her hair, took a pack of snacks and a few fruits, and knocked on the opposite door.

"Who?"

After a while, Sister-in-Law Liu opened a crack in the door, saw that it was Pan Jinlian, smiled slightly, and opened the door to welcome him in.

"Really, I don't have anything to entertain guests here, and I want you..."

"It's okay, we are all neighbors, it's normal to visit and chat, not to mention that I have nothing to go to the Three Treasure Hall today."

Pan Jinlian looked at her making tea for herself, hurriedly smiled and held her down, and said straight to the point:

"I know my sister-in-law's needlework is the best here. As for me, I didn't have a good person to take it with me when I was young. I was doing rough benzene work. I really can't handle the needlework. That's why I asked my sister-in-law to help me sew and mend. Clothes, of course you can’t let you do it for nothing, I’ll give you as much money as you want, how about it?”

Sister-in-law Liu was taken aback for a moment, then waved her hand:

"You bring the things. I don't want your money. You are a good person. I just want you to come and talk often. No one has talked to me for so many years. I almost forgot what I said."

"That won't work. I still have to give the money, and my sister-in-law found a way to make money. Although my sister-in-law's family has no worries about food and clothing, it's not an option to just sit and eat. The teahouse opened by Wang Po often walks around the street. If the peddler in the alley comes to drink tea, why don’t you make some embroidered handkerchiefs and ask him to sell them, and if you have some income, you can also do your daily entertainment, so you won’t have to sit around all day and think wildly.”

Pan Jinlian uttered the idea she had just thought up, that women should help women, not to mention that they don't need to spend their own money, it's just a bridge between them, which is beneficial to both sides.

"Wang Po, I'll tell you. Let's set a price for her. If the extra is her own, she will definitely be willing. Wouldn't everyone be happy then?"

Sister-in-law Liu was moved by what she said, maybe her family really didn't have much money left, anyway, the final result was happy.Holding the mended clothes and a dozen silk satin handkerchiefs embroidered with flowers, plants, trees, landscapes, Pan Jinlian found that mastering a sewing technique should be included in the necessary skills for time travel——Sister-in-law Liu’s handkerchief was embroidered It's really good, a kitten can see clearly even its fur, daffodils seem to be moving, and the pavilions, towers, pavilions, mountains and rivers are also lifelike.

However, when negotiating with Wang Po, the rightful owner refused to go out anyway, only Pan Jinlian went over and talked nonsense, and Wang Po nodded repeatedly, thinking it would be profitable, and accepted the veil cheerfully.This silk handkerchief is sold outside at a starting price of 25 kuai, depending on the embroidery skills, and the price of sister-in-law Liu's handicraft will definitely cost [-] kuai on the street, but Pan Jinlian has agreed that it only costs [-] kuai each. It is up to others to sell at what price.Presumably Wang Po had settled the small account in her heart before she dared to accept this bastard's thing and help conceal it.

After tossing around, Pan Jinlian felt quite satisfied with the result. Those who study finance pay attention to a win-win situation, but now all three families benefit—Wang Po made a small amount of money, and Liu Sister-in-law can also get some money to buy meat and vegetables. To mend his body, he might take advantage of this opportunity to have the courage to go out for a walk. As for himself, he just accepted Wang Po's small bottle of good Longjing and Sister-in-law Liu's promise of free mending.

Pan Jinlian feels that life is going well.

8 Wu Song

Ten days later, Pan Jinlian pulled up the two jars of wine from the cellar with a rope, opened them, smelled them, and took another sip. People can't taste it.So, it succeeded——Pan Jinlian clenched her fists and pounded the wall, she was indeed a genius.

After moving the jar to the main room, Pan Jinlian took out two small bowls, poured the wine and carried them to Wangpo's teahouse in small steps, and said with a smile:

"Mom, come and taste what I'm cooking."

There were not many people in the tea house, only sporadic customers. Wang Po was chatting with some tea drinkers, and hurried over to take a look, a little hesitant:

"Why is it such a color, and there is a pile of foam, isn't it broken?"

"No, it's like this. This is a new one I made. It's called wheat drink. It's a cool and refreshing thing in summer. If you don't believe me, try it. If you drink it badly, it's mine?"

Pan Jinlian gave way to her again. Seeing that Wang Po was so sure, she took the dubious one over and took a sip, then took another sip, smacked her lips, and was happy:

"It's a good thing, so refreshing. I haven't drunk it before, and it's the lady's ancestral secret recipe?"

"It's true, it's passed down from my ancestors, and it's been passed down from my life. If my mother thinks it's good, I'll rest assured. I'll let the head of the family pick some up and sell some, and give me some money for sewing."

A few chatterers nearby looked interesting, so they all came over and poured out the tea in the cup to divide the bowl. Some said it was good, some said it tasted strange and they were not used to it. Some smacked their lips and did not speak.

"It's natural. Everyone has their own opinions about new things. Some people like fried stinky tofu and some people hate it. But if you like it, try it a few times. If you don't like it, you won't do it again."

Seeing them quarreling, Pan Jinlian hurriedly persuaded with a smile, don't do it just because of herself.