Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 17

Sang Xiaoyu carefully pushed the car out, unexpectedly, Uncle Wang was waiting here by the side of the road.

He saw Sang Xiaoyu come out, stepped forward to ride on the car and let Sang Xiaoyu get on the car.

While riding, he said, "When you ride this bike, it's actually pretty stable. Don't put the cargo at the back, as it's easy to overturn and difficult to control. You're tall, so you don't need to twist too much, and the force should be even."

Uncle Wang demonstrated for 3 minutes and asked Sang Xiaoyu to ride him.

Sang Xiaoyu was just a little nervous at the beginning, but under the command of Uncle Wang, she finally calmed down. She felt that it was no different from riding a bicycle.

Uncle Wang watched her get into the car, and said to her back that there is no God in this world, no matter how difficult it is, you have to rely on yourself.

When Sang Xiaoyu was on the road, she became less timid in the face of traffic. She would push where there were people, and only ride up when there were no one.

Everyone on the road is in a hurry, and every pair of eyes is full of searching.

Sang Xiaoyu recalled it for a long time before she felt that she was too rough in the past. She has never been able to see the world in a busy way like now.

It's not easy for everyone, and it turns out that I am too smooth.

That night, Sang Xiaoyu was half asleep and half awake in the fear of shock.

The mice who made the nest seemed to know that there were guests at home and they had food, so they came here to party in the middle of the night.

They rustled and bit non-stop.

Sang Xiaoyu had no choice but to get up twice in the middle of the night to check her rice bag.

She couldn't sleep anymore, she didn't dare to sleep anymore, unconsciously she thought of her happy time.

Sang Xiaoyu didn't know how she fell in love with Cheng Weize in the first place. At that time, she was studying industrial design in a university in Meilanjiang, and Cheng Weize opened a small restaurant in front of the school.

Sang Xiaoyu likes to come in to eat bowls of noodles when she is free. Cheng Weize treats her very attentively and persuades her to work in his shop to earn living expenses.

The erratic Sang Xiaoyu agreed.

Cheng Weize is so handsome, and he has the image of a tough guy. Cheng Weize always looks at her with a kind of caring look, which makes Sang Xiaoyu very comfortable.

Cheng Weize had a pickup truck at that time, and when Sang Xiaoyu was resting, Cheng Weize would rather close the business and take her for a ride.

Sang Xiaoyu thought of how many times the summer breeze blows into the car window and blows on her face, such scenes are easy to imagine.

Coupled with Cheng Weize's careful care and sweet words, Sang Xiaoyu knew that she had fallen in love.

Compared with boys of the same age in college, Cheng Weize is mature and has the responsibility of a man. He likes to pamper Sang Xiaoyu like a princess, and won't let her suffer any grievances.

Sang Xiaoyu once said that a boy liked to pester her, and Cheng Weize would rush into the campus without saying anything, but Sang Xiaoyu told him to calm down and said that he would call that boy over.

The boy didn't believe that Sang Xiaoyu had a boyfriend, and he was still a man who had only graduated from junior high school.

When Sang Xiaoyu introduced Cheng Weize to this white-faced scholar, Cheng Weize used a very domineering air to keep the boy away from Sang Xiaoyu.

The boy was immediately persuaded, and said behind his back that Sang Xiaoyu found an uneducated underworld.

This word reached Cheng Weize's ears somehow, it was a great shame to him, if Sang Xiaoyu hadn't stopped him, he would probably have done something stupid.

Sang Xiaoyu was blowing air from the roots of his hair at that time, thinking that he was too impulsive.

Of course Cheng Weize knew that he was not good enough for Sang Xiaoyu, so he asked her to come to his home many times.

When Sang Xiaoyu went to Cheng's house for the first time, their family members seemed to be visiting dolls.

Especially the two sisters, I don't know what method my brother used to have such a highly educated, good-looking and gentle girl.

She was liked by almost everyone in the Cheng family.

Sang Xiaoyu resisted the pressure of her family's strong dissatisfaction with Cheng Weize, and got married right after graduation.

After marriage, Sang Xiaoyu felt that Cheng Weize's love for her hadn't been diminished in the slightest, but he was a bit machismo and controlling.

Fortunately, Sang Xiaoyu is a girl who doesn't like to play around, she doesn't feel it as strongly as others, and the days between the two have always been as warm as before.

Sang Xiaoyu didn't dare to think about it anymore, it was already three o'clock, she immediately got up and started making preparations for the morning market.

At 04:30, she pushed the cart to a nearby market.

The weather was at its coldest moment, and the threatening cold made Sang Xiaoyu shy away.

Fortunately, the market is not too far from where he lives. Sang Xiaoyu bought five boxes of seasonings at the soy sauce factory before going home last night.

Sang Xiaoyu wanted the reward for that bottle, but the sales director said that he had to sell all five boxes that day to get the reward for one bottle.

When she got up in the morning, Sang Xiaoyu didn't dare to take too much, so she only placed two boxes to try.

The market is chaotic, and the sound of selling is one after another.

Sang Xiaoyu searched for a long time before dropping two boxes of spices beside a middle-aged woman.

She saw that the woman had a kind face, selling small things like eggs and melon seeds, so she squatted next to her.

Her heart skipped a beat, she didn't know the rules here at all.

The market here is not very standardized, most people are squatting on the ground, and some small commodities are placed on the ground.

The woman glanced at her and asked what she was selling?
Sang Xiaoyu explained for a long time, but the woman seemed to understand a little bit, and asked what her name was, and Sang Xiaoyu said it was "lazy sister-in-law".

The woman laughed out loud, saying how could such a name be sold?

Sang Xiaoyu asked the woman to look at the goods for herself, and she locked the tricycle behind her.

He took out the seasoning like a soy sauce bottle from the box and said, "This means that women who are not diligent can cook the best meals."

The woman stopped talking, picked up a bottle and asked how much it was.

Sang Xiaoyu said five yuan.

Without even thinking about it, the woman put the bottle back and said, "Forget it, you are the most expensive seller here, and no one buys it."

The woman ignored her any more, it was only a little past five o'clock, the sky hadn't fully dawned yet, and there were too few people visiting the morning market.

The woman yelled loudly. What she sold were stupid eggs, three cents a piece, and melon seeds a dime a small cup.

Sang Xiaoyu couldn't make the first cry.

The woman looked at her again and asked suspiciously: "Is this your first time selling goods?"

Sang Xiaoyu nodded.

The woman said: "You still want to sell goods like this? I think you look like a cultural person."

Sang Xiaoyu thought, now she can still see that she is a cultured person, which can be regarded as a discerning person, but what's the use?
Do you really let yourself scream by your neck?
It was too cold, Sang Xiaoyu kept standing up and stomping her feet, she was frightened in her heart, she saw these small vendors like wolves and tigers, and when she saw the buyers, she wished she could go up to snatch them.

The middle-aged woman is so pitiful to Sang Xiaoyu, she suddenly helped and shouted: "Lazy sister, lazy sister, lazy sister who doesn't need to learn how to cook."

Sang Xiaoyu squatted down hastily, and glanced at her gratefully.

The woman gave her a wink, which means it's your turn.

Sang Xiaoyu followed her example, but couldn't shout out.

The woman said, if you are like this, why are you here to sell?Just go home and be your eldest lady, this is not suitable for you, is it?

Sang Xiaoyu was excited by her, and suddenly yelled loudly.

Strange to say, when she yelled the first time, she had confidence.When someone came to ask, she slowly became natural.

The woman said, this is the only way to look good, you have to look like whatever you do, you are not here for display.

The woman has some regular customers, and when they come to buy eggs, she also sells seasonings by the way.

The woman's mouth is not very good, and her words are a bit hurtful, but she has a kind heart. Seeing that Sang Xiaoyu is really weak, she is still willing to help her.

When it was almost eight o'clock, the woman was about to close the stall and go home. She said to Sang Xiaoyu, "This market is not suitable for this kind of thing. How many bottles did you buy today?"

Sang Xiaoyu said: "Eleven bottles"

The woman said: "Most people here are from the suburbs, and the consumption is not high, and this soy sauce is too expensive."

Sang Xiaoyu didn't dare to explain that it wasn't soy sauce at all, but she just nodded her head.

When walking back, unexpectedly, the two of them were still on the way. Sang Xiaoyu couldn't tell the address, so she had to describe it. The woman said it was a coincidence that she lived not far from her home.

Sang Xiaoyu asked her to get in the car, and the woman's eggs were all sold out. Seeing Sang Xiaoyu riding the bike, she let her sit on the bike and started riding quickly.

Sang Xiaoyu saw her proficiency and felt that she couldn't do anything.

When they arrived at Sang Xiaoyu's house, Sang Xiaoyu was polite and said, "Why don't you sit in the house?"

The woman got out of the car very readily and followed Sang Xiaoyu to her home.

Sang Xiaoyu really didn't want her to come in, but seeing her enthusiasm, she had no choice but to let her into the room.

The woman was stunned for a long time when she saw the empty house. She asked, "Are you alone? Is this also called home?"

Sang Xiaoyu blushed, so she had no choice but to say that she just rented the house for selling goods.

The woman looked at her simple utensils and said that the rice bags must be packed with thicker silk thread, otherwise the mice will not eat them all?

She also said that she would use some bark or tape as a primer to start the fire, and Sang Xiaoyu nodded along.

The woman said that her surname is Sun, and she is 42 years old this year. Let her be called Sister Sun.

Xiao Yu also said his name.

Sister Sun asked her where is the man?
Sang Xiaoyu said that she was working in other places.

Sister Sun seemed to understand their family's dissatisfaction, and said:

"If I didn't see you as an intellectual with no experience at all, you would still want to sit next to me today?
At first glance, you just don’t know the importance of places to people. The places here are all fixed. In summer, there are many things to grab land, but now it’s much worse. "

Only then did Sang Xiaoyu understand, and kept saying thank you.

Sister Sun said that there is still a management fee of three yuan a day here. If you are next to me, the person said that it will not be charged on the first day.

Sang Xiaoyu was taken aback and said, "Three yuan? It's too expensive, how many yuan do I earn a day?"

Sister Sun said: "They don't care about you. If you don't pay, they will let you go."

Sang Xiaoyu felt that he was right to let her in, so he asked some more specific information.

Sister Sun is a talkative person, but she said that she must go now to cook for men and the elderly.

After finishing speaking, he left in a hurry.

After earning 11 yuan, Sang Xiaoyu was satisfied.She still has a whole day at her disposal.

Sang Xiaoyu cooked a bowl of millet porridge, and then began to organize the seasoning box. She was going out to sell it.

She has been uncertain how many boxes to take.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Sister Sun came in with a lot of things.

"You don't live a life, how can you do without these things."

Sister Sun put down her things as she spoke, including firewood for the fire, silk plastic bags for rice and flour, and several sticky bean bags and melon seeds.

Sang Xiaoyu felt very sorry and said, "How dare you accept something like this from you? I..."

Sang Xiaoyu felt that she really had nothing to give to the other party, so she had to pick up two bottles of spices, put them in front of her and said, "Sister Sun, thank you so much, you take this."

Sister Sun glanced at it and said, "I won't take such a valuable thing, you still have to sell it for money."

Sang Xiaoyu could see that she wanted to take it.

He forced it to her and said, "If you don't take it, I don't want your things either."

Only then did Sister Sun hold it in her hand and said, "I only have one bottle, otherwise we would have nothing to say."

Sang Xiaoyu didn't insist.

Sang Xiaoyu carried three boxes of seasonings and began to sell them in major shopping malls and wholesale markets. She was hit hard, and basically no one cared about them.

Only then did Sang Xiaoyu understand why Huang Daqing recruited so many salesmen, the wholesale market was completely unable to open the market, the main reason was that the price was high and the price difference was small.

Sang Xiaoyu didn't come back until evening, and didn't push out a bottle.

She wanted to try again at the night market, but unexpectedly, Sister Sun came again and said that there were too few people in the night market, so it would be better to spend a day in the market during the day, and maybe sell some, but it was not optimistic.

Sister Sun said to let her rest for a day. What kind of life is this? You are from the city at first glance. Oh, you are so good-looking, and you have to suffer like this?
Sang Xiaoyu rode the car all day, and also received countless rolls of eyes. Seeing Sister Sun's enthusiasm in the house, she told her that she was very afraid of mice.

Sister Sun left like a wind.

After a while, she brought a few mouse traps and a bottle of insecticide. She said that these things are very effective, and the mice will gradually stop coming after this.

Sang Xiaoyu asked her to bring two more bottles of seasoning, but Sister Sun said it was okay, since we are neighbors, we must help.

She also said that the condiment was really good, and after just one or two drops, it would make a bowl fragrant. Hearing her say that, Sang Xiaoyu was happier than boasting that she was good-looking.

Sang Xiaoyu saw that Sister Sun had left, so she started to pack her things. She failed in sales all day, but found a lot of wood and other burning materials.

She even picked up the rags. There were at least a lot of paper shells and beverage bottles in the car.

If the students in my class know that she is now a scavenger, why don't they laugh at Da Ya?Especially Zhao Siyue.

Sang Xiaoyu added some more coal. The room was steaming, but it was only on the kang. She didn't dare to burn more, for fear that the coal would burn out and she really couldn't afford it.

She took out an advertising poster she picked up on the street, and drew the ingredients list and performance description of the seasoning on the back.

No matter where Sang Xiaoyu is, she always carries her paintbrush with her. That is her only hobby now.

(End of this chapter)