Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 21
Sang Xiaoyu sold out all the spices in stock on the 29th day of the lunar calendar.

During this period, she was on fireworks and firecrackers, couplets and other holiday items, anyway, she would sell whatever was easy to sell, and she was no longer a newcomer who had no masters.

Her ability to fill streets and lanes has also become more and more sophisticated, and she has her own experience in avoiding charges.

Anyway, in her own words, she is now a leader among small vendors.

At two o'clock on the 29th of the lunar calendar, which is February NO.15, everything was sold out by her.

Mother called in the morning and asked her to rest for a few days anyway.

It's Chinese New Year, even if there is something, it can't be sold.

Sang Xiaoyu rode a tricycle and rushed to her mother's house.

For the first time since the accident, Sang Xiaoyu felt that she was entitled to take two days off. She wanted to take her mother and child to have a good New Year.

Riding on the tricycle, she was incomparably happy. She finally ushered in the dawn with her own hands, which she had never dared to think about before.

The sound of firecrackers on the streets began one after another, and the atmosphere of the New Year in the streets and alleys became more and more vivid.

Sang Xiaoyu likes to hang out in the street and doesn't want to stay in the morning market.

It's okay to be with Sister Sun. When she goes to other markets, people often bully her as a stranger, and some people even squeeze her out abruptly, making her dare not stay in the market all morning.

It is the law of survival that the weak prey on the strong, and there is no way for the strong to ruthlessly deprive the weak of their benefits.

Sang Xiaoyu always chooses a method that suits her, and slowly, she has a clear picture of the size of Mei Lanjiang in the morning and evening, and gradually settles down.

Don't worry about Sister Sun, she can help sell more than one box a day. During the Spring Festival, Sister Sun said that the old man is not good, and she hasn't seen anyone for nearly ten days.

Every family in the neighborhood is busy buying firecrackers and sweeping the yard.Especially the community where my mother lives has the strongest flavor of the year.

The eaves of each house are full of pickled salted fish, bacon, ham, etc.

Many stalls selling Spring Festival couplets, firecrackers and fruits popped up along the street, and the business was extremely hot from morning till night.The aroma of chicken, duck, fish, and meat wafts from every household.

Sang Xiaoyu recalled the past Chinese New Year scenes. Mother always likes to cook the chicken, pork ribs and elbows that will be eaten on the 29th night in a pot on the night of the [-]th, and serve them with seasoning on the [-]th night. table up.

She knew that every household smelled like this, but there was absolutely no such home anymore, and her mother was reluctant to buy these things for the New Year anymore.

Pushing the cart back home, it was just as she had expected, the room was lifeless and there was no New Year's atmosphere, she knew that her mother was suffering more than her, so she didn't dare to say anything more.

When the mother saw her coming in, her expression was not good, and she said, "You can't even neglect your family just to make money, can you? That's what I'm doing, and you still have a son!"

Sang Xiaoyu hugged her son, saying that she couldn't carry her anymore. Instead of answering her mother's question, she took off her military overcoat, revealing a military satchel inside.

She opened the satchel, and all the money poured out of it.

Mother was surprised and asked, "How much?"

Sang Xiaoyu shook her head and said, "I really don't know, I don't have time to count."

Sang Xiaoyu had already counted countless times, but she took in the money that was sold on the road just now, and she said to her son: "Eldest son, you count the dimes and cents, and let grandma count the big tickets. "

The mother's face cleared up, and she was also curious about how much money her daughter had made in a month and a half.

My mother counted it three times, and it was 170 yuan.

The mother was very relieved and felt sorry for her daughter, and said, "How did you earn so much?"

Sang Xiaoyu said proudly: "Mom, don't worry about it in the future, I have some clues now, and there will be more in the future."

"These are only more than 6000, and there are more than 33."

Sang Xiaoyu's good mood fell to the bottom of her mother's words. She said a little unhappy: "Mom, what are you always talking about? My daughter has done her best. I can't earn [-] a month, can I?"

Sang Xiaoyu's mood was a little gloomy.

Mother was afraid that she would think too much, and said, "When I think of old Cheng's family, I don't get angry. Why are these things thrown on us? Didn't you also say that Cheng Weize would come back during the Chinese New Year? Where? What about people?"

A series of rhetorical questions made Sang Xiaoyu powerless to fight back, let alone fight back. In order to please her mother, she did say some irrelevant things.

"They have a lot of fish and meat now, and they never thought about what kind of life we ​​live. In the past, we could still be intimate, what happened this year? They are very different from each other in the Chuhe and Han realms."

Sang Xiaoyu originally wanted to argue with her mother, she wanted to say, if you have any objections to them, you can argue in front of them, why bother to make me uncomfortable in front of me?
I was still full of grievances in my heart, and then I thought that my mother's life was caused by myself, and if she was not allowed to ramble a few words, she might have a hard time going through it.

Thinking of this, she turned from cloudy to sunny and said: "Mom, I'm not blindly optimistic. I have really grasped the essentials now. There may be a stage after the Chinese New Year that is a little bit bitter, but I don't believe it. I will pay back ten dollars within a year." Ten thousand."

Mother doesn't say anything anymore, she will pay back 1000 within a year, how many months has it been now?It's been half a year, and she's only paid back [-], and there's more than [-] more from Jiang Chunhui...

The mother collected all the money, and Sang Xiaoyu asked for advice with a smile on her face and said, "Mom, the 3000 yuan should be returned to the neighbors. I will pay it back after the Chinese New Year is less than 170 yuan. The remaining [-] yuan will be given to you and your son." To get by, I still have two hundred change for selling goods."

Mother thought for a while and said, "Okay, then I'll go back."

Sang Xiaoyu hurriedly said: "Mom, it's better to return Aunt Bai's, she is..."

Mother nodded, picked up the IOUs in the shoe box and was about to leave when Cao Cao arrived, and it was Aunt Bai who pushed the door open.

My mother is now able to compromise, and said: "I was just about to discuss with you. Xiaoyu made another 3000 yuan. She said that the first one will be returned to you. You can help me as a consultant. Who else should I give it to?"

What neither mother nor Sang Xiaoyu expected was that Aunt Bai refused. She said, "What relationship do you have with me? You return the money to others first, and I will be the last to ask for it."

Sang Xiaoyu hurriedly said: "Aunt Bai, you get the most. Now that it's Chinese New Year, you should get it first."

Aunt Bai was also anxious, and said: "Just do as I said, I took a thousand, and return the thousand to others first, the pressure on your family will be much less, listen to me, I will help you pay back."

Aunt Bai picked up the pen and started counting one by one.

After a while, the two made a decision and went out with the IOU.

Sang Xiaoyu took out the IOU, and she suddenly discovered a fatal problem.

On the IOU, what she said was to pay it back in one year, and some were to pay it off in three years. In three years, she would have to pay back 34?Isn't this a big joke?

Why didn't I think clearly at the time?

Mother's, mother-in-law's, and Jiang Chunhui's may not be listed here, but what about the others?There is a full 20, and it is impossible to pay off 20 within three years.

Sang Xiaoyu was so frightened that she couldn't tell, but fortunately, the sound of her mother's footsteps came over, she thought, forget it, don't think about it, let's live one day at a time.

Mother came back in less than 10 minutes, and she and Aunt Bai were all smiling. Mother said that several companies did not expect to return so soon, and they all happily said no.

Aunt Bai also said that Xiaoyu is really reliable, why did she pay back 6000 yuan in just a few months.

There is still 1000 yuan from Aunt Bai, and [-] yuan from one household and [-] yuan from one household, so the total is [-] yuan.

Aunt Bai said that the three of them are all fine, so there is no need to worry about this matter.

Aunt Bai left.

Sang Xiaoyu said to her mother, "Why is she so generous?"

Mother snorted and said, "She is not a bad-hearted person, but she has a lot of things. If she has nothing, how can she make trouble?"

Sang Xiaoyu thought, because her mother had a lot of life experience, she couldn't think of this level.

After Sang Xiaoyu's repeated pleading and Ziqiao's pull, her mother finally agreed to spend 170 yuan on the street to buy something for the New Year.

When he arrived at the shopping mall, Sang Xiaoyu saw that everything was expensive, and everything was decided by his mother.

Mother bought Ziqiao a toy gun, some notebooks and pens, Ziqiao asked for a painting brush, Sang Xiaoyu said she had it, and Ziqiao said she wanted her own.

Sang Xiaoyu wanted to buy two pieces of clothes for her mother, but her mother refused and wanted to buy them for Sang Xiaoyu. Sang Xiaoyu said that she was walking in the wind and rain on the street, how could she have time to wear decent clothes?

The two pushed back and forth, but in the end they bought nothing but a bundle of leeks and half a catty of meat.

Regardless of her mother's repeated objections, Sang Xiaoyu bought two of her favorite chicken legs.

The mother said that she didn't know how to eat it, so give it to Zi, he is growing up.

The three returned home happily, and Sang Xiaoyu fell asleep after eating a bean bun.

This time, she slept soundly and soundly.

She didn't know how long it had been since she had slept like this. Until now, she had hardly had a full night's sleep.

Either I am afraid of running out of time in the morning market, or I have to put the goods until eleven or two o'clock at night, and I am afraid of falling off the table in the restaurant, and afraid of mice jumping on the bungalow.

Only at home, this home that is not gorgeous but can shelter from wind and rain.

At thirty in the morning, Sang Xiaoyu slept until nine o'clock.

She wanted to go out and sell some more goods, but her mother refused to say anything, and Sang Xiaoyu said that she should clean up her home.

The mother lost her mood for a long time, but Sang Xiaoyu and her son were enthusiastic.

Sang Xiaoyu wiped all the house at home, and changed some things to another place. The two felt that the house had changed a lot.

Sang Xiaoyu also pasted Spring Festival couplets and decorated the house with balloons. Ziqiao jumped up and down and shouted that it was beautiful, and her mother looked at the two of them coldly.

By three o'clock in the afternoon, the two had finished packing.

They are faced with what to eat.

After all the money was paid off, the three mothers only had a few hundred yuan left.

Children still need money to start school, so Sang Xiaoyu's house is deserted.

Although the couple tried their best to make the Chinese New Year atmosphere more festive, they had no money, and the festivities were like burnt paper ashes, which would disperse in the wind.The son also looked lonely.

Before four o'clock, the firecrackers outside began to explode.

The mother and daughter finally decided to make dumplings directly, one with noodles and one with vegetables.

Ziqiao couldn't put it down with his new toy.

Sang Xiaoyu wanted to make stuffing with leeks, but her mother disagreed, saying that this amount of leeks was only enough for one meal, so let’s eat it in the second and third grades, because the family has plenty of cabbage.

Sang Xiaoyu had no choice but to throw away the leeks and wash the cabbage instead.

While chopping stuffing, the phone rang.

Sang Xiaoyu uses the hands-free, afraid that her mother will ask endless questions.

Sure enough, it was my mother-in-law calling.

The mother-in-law said: "For Chinese New Year, you... you three, come over together, and come to our house to be lively."

Sang Xiaoyu held up the microphone and turned to look at her mother.

The mother's face was very ugly when she heard this.

Sang Xiaoyu hurriedly said into the microphone: "Mom, don't miss us, we are fine, we went shopping just now, and we are making dumplings, so let's not go there, your family is full of people."

Knowing her temperament, the mother-in-law asked cautiously: "Then let the son come over? Your father and I miss our grandson."

Sang Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment.The mother said loudly: "No! You are as busy as a cow every day, and you don't have much time with your children."

Sang Xiaoyu smiled at her mother and said, "I'm more democratic, can I listen to my baby's own opinion?"

Ziqiao has been paying attention to their conversation, and seeing his mother's face is very good, he said obediently: "I listen to grandma and mother."

Sang Xiaoyu saw through his son's small thoughts at a glance, and tilted his head and said, "Grandma and grandpa are thinking of a baby, and grandma's family has Sun Yu, so does it mean that Sun Yu also misses a baby?"

Sun Yu is the son of the eldest sister Cheng Weili, two years older than Ziqiao.

The son looked at his mother sensiblely, and Sang Xiaoyu looked at him gently with encouraging eyes.

Ziqiao finally had the courage to say, "Mom, I want to go."

There have been changes in the family, and even the children have become cautious.

Sang Xiaoyu said with a smile: "Okay, you are a little man, you should have your own ideas. You are with grandma every day, of course grandma misses you."

The joy of the mother-in-law on the other end of the phone came through the microphone.

"Zi Qiao, grandma misses you every day, and grandpa misses you even more..."

Originally, my mother didn't want her grandson to leave, but after seeing this house, it didn't look like a New Year's scene, so she had to acquiesce.

When Ziqiao was about to leave the house, the old man didn't forget to say something, you women are suffering, but he is celebrating the New Year happily, Sang Xiaoyu pretended not to hear, and brought his son out.

Sang Xiaoyu looked at her empty hands and whispered to Ziqiao:

"Don't let grandma find out, you take out two bottles of seasonings left over from our house, you must remember, don't let grandma find out."

Ziqiao heard his mother say it very mysteriously, as if it was such an important task, and asked, "Is it for my grandparents?"

Sang Xiaoyu nodded.

Ziqiao immediately ran into the house, and after a while, Ziqiao ran out with two bottles in his arms.

The grandma followed out anyway, and said to Sang Xiaoyu to Ziqiao who got into the car: "Just teach your son to steal, shameless things, they are so poor, and they still miss their family."

Sang Xiaoyu pretended not to hear, let his son get into the car, put the things in his bag, and asked Ziqiao to put on his gloves.

(End of this chapter)