90s Little Struggle

Chapter 23 Business
Wu Julan wore a straw hat on her head and came back from the field with a hoe on her shoulder. Before she reached the door of her house, she found her daughter scrubbing by the stream.

She thought Xiao Hong was doing laundry: "It's so hot now, you wait until the sun goes down to do the laundry..."

When she walked over, she saw a lot of pigs going into the water, and her tone of shock changed: "What are you doing with these?"

Looking again, the white flower in the big wooden basin next to her was flour, and she seemed to see her money wasted.

This damn child, she couldn't control her hands that wanted to beat someone up.

"Mom, my grandma taught me how to make lo mei." Xiao Hong also found that her mother was staring at the flour with distress, how she fooled Xiao Fang before, and now she fools her mother: "...Mom, don't worry, tomorrow Let’s sell it for [-] cents a catty, and the supply must be in short supply.”

After hearing this, Wu Julan was very worried: What if it can't be sold?
To be honest, pigs are cheap, and she bought them and cooked them, but it still smells a little bit after washing.

It's okay to eat a few yuan to satisfy your gluttony, but you don't eat much anyway.

Besides, she still wants to sell it so expensive, even if she is, she would rather buy meat. Can she sell it?

Although Wu Julan scrubbed and washed with her, she was not optimistic about her daughter's business at all.

But now that the pigs have been bought, she can't return them, so she can only let her go.

If you can't sell it tomorrow, then send a small bowl to every family in the village.

After all, in this hot weather, their family can't finish eating so much, so they can't let it go bad, right?
Xiao Hong listened to her mother scrubbing and sighing with a frowning face, and began to silently hope that she would be able to sell everything tomorrow, so that she would know her abilities.

Moreover, if he can get off to a good start this time, he will have the right to speak at home in the future.

Zhao Youqiang went to help He's family's orchard today. He also took care of the lunch at noon and would not come back to eat. They took turns to eat lunch, and the four mothers continued to clean.

Wu Julan and the others watched Xiao Hong scrubbing with flour and soda, and felt sorry for her wasting good things.

Xiao Hong herself regrets tinkering with this thing to make money, it is really laborious and pollutes the air.

Both pig large intestine and pig lung must be cleaned patiently.

Especially in this hot summer, she was worried that she would suffer from heat stroke.

I was busy until after three o'clock in the afternoon, and finally everything was packed, the pieces that should be cut into pieces, and the pieces that should be cut into sections.

Fortunately, there are three pots in the earthen stove in the countryside, and there must be a big pot among them.

This cauldron is used for cooking pig food in winter, or for boiling water when killing pigs, and for marinating pig heads after slaughtering pigs.

Now they can also put all the pigs they washed into the water.

Xiao Hong found a piece of gauze to wrap the spices, and poured white wine and rice wine before slowly marinating.

They just opened fire here, and Mrs. Zhao came in with a big repaired rooster: "My fourth daughter-in-law, you cook delicious dishes, and you stew this chicken, and add more potatoes in it, otherwise there will be too many people, and a few chopsticks will bottom out." gone."

"Hey!" Wu Julan quickly took it over, so excited that she didn't know what to say.

Is this the first time her mother-in-law has been so generous to her?

Xiao Hong said with a sweet mouth: "Grandma, you are so kind to me. We bought more than three catties of pork belly. My stewed meat is delicious. You and grandpa will eat more later."

Poured her another bowl of cold boiled water: "My grandmother was a chef, she taught me to make pork belly soup, saying that this can nourish the stomach and nourish the deficiency. You should try my cooking later."

The main reason is that she can't hide it when the smell of the pig's offal comes out. She plans to add a pork belly soup at night to calm her own mother's heart.

Lest they always worry that their pigs will not be sold.

Mrs. Zhao was also very happy when she heard that: "Okay, then I must eat more."

To be honest, it's not because she is usually dissatisfied with her little daughter-in-law, and she can't say a few nice words when she sees her, making herself look like a wicked mother-in-law.

Even her little granddaughter doesn't like to get close to them, how can she be in a good mood.

I didn't expect Xiao Hong to be able to talk, even if I knew in my heart that she was just coaxing me, but I felt appropriate after hearing what she said.

The pork belly soup is cooked in a steel pot using a briquette stove, and the other two pots start to stew chicken and meat.

It was just after five o'clock in the afternoon, and the family of Mrs. Zhao's youngest daughter, Zhao Youzhen, arrived first.

They rode two bicycles, and as soon as they entered the door, Zhao Youzhen looked at Fan Xiaohong, and after a few polite greetings, she was dragged outside by Mrs. Zhao to talk.

When Xiao Hong saw their family, she almost couldn't help frowning.

Zhao Youzhen is not yet forty, and she is of medium height and overweight. Fortunately, her skin is fair, and she looks young.

She is a primary school teacher, wearing light blue short sleeves and gray trousers, she seems to be from the city.

Her daughter Yao Ruqing also looks like her mother, she is fair and fat.

But now their looks are very popular and seem blessed.

But my uncle Yao Guangrong is like a bum, he is short, at most 1.7 meters, and he is a salesman of the towel factory.

After he entered the door, his glasses-wearing eyes meowed restlessly between Wu Julan and Xiao Hong and Xiao Fang.

After Zhao Youzhen and Yao Ruqing went outside with Mrs. Zhao, his eyes became even more unscrupulous, and he said with a playful smile: "Little sister-in-law, your two daughters are beautiful and beautiful, how about I be a matchmaker for them?"

Wu Julan was not enthusiastic about him either, she said coldly: "No need, they are still young and still studying?"

"Girls, it's good to go to high school." Yao Guangrong raised his glasses with his hands: "Nowadays, colleges cost a lot of money, and ordinary people can't afford it. If they don't want to marry, they can go to our factory. Are you going to work?"

He boasted: "Based on my popularity in the factory, I can arrange them in casually, like Tingting Feifei and the sisters, don't they only rely on my relationship to enter the factory?"

Wu Julan thanked perfunctorily: "I'm sorry for your trouble, but their sisters have good academic performance, as long as they can be admitted to college, we will pay for them to go to college even if we sell everything."

After finishing speaking, he persuaded him: "It's hot in the kitchen, why don't you go and sit outside first?"

She really doesn't like my sister-in-law's man. He came to visit a few years ago, and he was the only one at home. He even said some explicit things to her, and wanted to touch her.

Fortunately, her man came back, otherwise she wouldn't dare to think what he would do to her.

But it's not easy for her to tell her man about this kind of thing, and she doesn't dare to show it a little, because she is worried about being gossiped, so she can only suffer from being dumb.

You know, in this palm-sized village, these things are the most talked about.

Yao Guangrong didn't want to go out: "It's okay, I'll talk with you."

Looking at Xiao Hong again, he said, "Your name is Xiao Hong, right? I am your little uncle, and I work as the sales director of the towel factory in the town. If you don't study anymore, come to me and I will arrange a job for you."

Xiao Hong really hated the look in his eyes. In summer, the clothes are thin and the kitchen is hot, and the clothes stick to her body when she sweats.

And his eyes are so obscene, if driving him out would offend Mrs. Zhao, she would have wanted to do it.

(End of this chapter)