Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

After discussion, Ling Yue decided to go to the train station to inquire about when the train to Zhushi would resume operation before purchasing the goods.

She has to do both.

She is not going to give up the goods in Zhushi, after all, many of the goods there are directly pulled from Shenzhen City. It can be said that Zhushi is at the forefront in this area.

At the same time, she also collected all the money she earned in the past few months, and it turned out to be more than 4000 yuan.

Looking at this string of numbers, Ling Yue silently sighed that money is really hard to earn now.

I started clothing business in September. So far, I have earned more than 2 yuan in more than three months.

Obviously the business is so good, except for the fact that their turnover has declined due to the snow these two days, there is only so much.

But Wang Zhaoyang's eyes lit up when he saw her string of numbers.

"Xiaoyue, so our family has become a ten thousand yuan household?"

Ling Yue looked at him contemptuously: "Can you be a little bit promising, only more than 2 yuan, you are so happy?"

Ji Zhongqiu said leisurely: "That's right, I have a savings of [-], and I didn't say anything."

"You, it's better to find a wife earlier, and then open a branch in the future is the business."

Listening to Wang Zhaoyang's relentless complaints, Ji Zhongqiu said sadly: "Brother, can you stop being like Uncle He who always urges me to get married."

It's absolutely perfect, these one and two always like to urge people to get married.

He is still young and hasn't played enough, so he really doesn't want to get married so early.

Ling Xiaohua sat by the stove, giggling and said, "If I hadn't reached the age, I would have wanted to get married."

"You can pull it down." Ling Yue gave her a white look, "What kind of ecstasy soup did that little ruffian He Zhigang give you? You have been here for so long, why are you still thinking about him?"

Ling Xiaohua blushed in a rare way: "I am quite serious about my relationship."

Before Ling Yue said anything, a postman in a military coat came in, "Who is Ling Yue, she has an urgent telegram."

Ling Yue was very surprised that someone sent him a telegram?

She took it curiously and took it apart to take a look, only to see that it said "There is an urgent matter at home, please return quickly."

The signature is Yang.

Looking at the signature, Ling Yue knew it was his cousin Ling Zeyang, and his three sisters usually called him Brother Yang.

"Is something wrong at home?"

Ling Xiaohua glanced at it and became anxious.

"Sister, when shall we go back?"

Compared to her anxiety, Ling Yue seemed very calm.

She stared at the telegram for a while, and quickly made arrangements: "Zhaoyang, you go to the train station to buy a ticket right now, Xiaohua, you stay to look after the store and take care of Tongtong."

"No, I want to go back too."

Ling Xiaohua wished she could fly back immediately, so she went to clean up impatiently.

"Don't be in a hurry, we don't know when the train will resume operation, no matter how anxious you are, you can't rush for this moment."

Ling Xiaohua was about to cry: "But something must have happened at home, otherwise why would my brother send us a telegram!"

"Then let me ask you, would you walk back without a train?"

Ling Yue glared at her, "Can you be quiet, something happened at home, am I not in a hurry?"

"Xiaoyue, I'm going to buy a bus ticket now."

Wang Zhaoyang picked up his clothes and quickly ran to the train ticket.

Ji Zhongqiu hesitated for a while, and asked, "Sister, do you want me to go with you?"

Ling Yue shook her head: "No need, the store must be empty in such a cold day."

The last time Ji Zhongqiu insisted on going, it was because the store hadn't opened yet, so Ling Yue followed him.

But this time is different, not to mention the cold weather, there must be someone watching in the two stores.

As the end of the year approached, all kinds of gods began to mobilize.

Yesterday they heard that the door of the small shop next door was broken into. Fortunately, the owner lives there, otherwise, everything would be emptied for you.

Besides, Ji Zhongqiu's store was vandalized before it even opened, Ling Yue can't gamble on it again.

"What if you don't have a car?"

Ling Yue looked outside, confused.

Buses are chained and on the road, but trains have been out of service for almost a week.

"If there is really no car, then I will go back by car with your brother-in-law."

The current road is not easy to travel.

It takes a day to go back by train, and it may take two or three days or even longer by car.

After speaking, Ling Yue went to pack some clothes, and carried them to the cashier in packages.

Telegrams are charged by the word, and my cousin Ling Zeyang is ambiguous, and he can only find out what happened after he returns home first.

Now I can't make phone calls or send videos. If there is no urgent matter, Ling Zeyang would not be able to send such a telegram.

After putting away the bag, she saw Ling Xiaohua staring at herself with red eyes.

Ling Yue's heart softened, and she persuaded: "Xiaohua, it's enough for me and your brother-in-law to go back. What's wrong with you here helping me look after the store?"

"But I'm just worried." Ling Xiaohua choked up, "This is an emergency telegram!"

Emergency telegrams are more expensive than regular telegrams, but are much faster.

It could be received within an hour or two.

"Listen to my sister's persuasion?" Ling Yue opened the drawer, took a few hundred dollars from it, and said, "I don't worry about letting outsiders guard the store. Besides, Tongtong has to go to school, so I can only leave it to you here gone."

Wang Zhaoyang came back in less than 40 minutes.

He said with a look of frustration: "There is no train yet, and the conductor said that we won't know if there is a train until around the tenth."

Ling Yue frowned, number ten?

Today is only the [-]th, and we have to wait another two days.

Ling Yue didn't know what happened at home. Now that communication is inconvenient, she can only worry.

Because she was worried about her family, Ling Yue didn't even go to the first factory, but she still called them and told Wu Zhenbo about her situation so that he wouldn't have to wait.

Finally arrived on the [-]th, Wang Zhaoyang bought a train ticket early in the morning and hurried home.

When I got home, my family members were all there.

Seeing her come back suddenly, he looked a little nervous.

Especially when she saw Ling's father with gauze wrapped around his head sitting in the lawn chair by the hearth in the main room warming up, Ling Yue's heart ached.

Ling Laoliu looked at them with surprise on his face: "Xiaoyue, why are you back?"

Seeing this scene, Ling Yue felt chills and asked, "Dad, what happened?"

Ling Laoliu's eyes dodged: "It's nothing, I just fell down, what are you doing back, aren't you busy with business?"

Ling Yue knew that if it was really as simple as a fall, Ling Zeyang would not send an emergency telegram to call him back.

She glanced into the main room again, and found that there were traces of being cut by a knife on the cupboard!
Not only the cupboards have knife marks, but even the dining table and stools have been cut.

Someone came to the house to make trouble!

Ling Yue's heart tightened, and he quickly asked, "Dad, at this point, are you still going to lie to me?"

"Yeah, Dad, what's going on?"

Wang Zhaoyang put down the bag, and his tone was a bit cold.