Return to the era: starting from the state-owned hotel

Chapter 65 Su Siwei’s business experience

At the corner, a corner of a large backpack was revealed.

Then he took a closer look and saw that it was Su Siwei.

He had a cigarette in his mouth. Even though his son was almost twenty, he still felt bohemian.

According to Su Qingfeng's inner criticism, he is just a veteran gangster, still pretending to be a cool persona.

Dad, be careful.

Looking at his backpack, Su Qingfeng couldn't help but start to worry again.

He walked over, and when Su Siwei didn't react, he got closer and saw a box full of eggs, as well as a wild duck egg that he found out from somewhere in the reed swamp.

Su Qingfeng touched his forehead and felt helpless.

"Dad, your son is rich now, and his family is slowly getting better. Why don't you wash your hands of me? I feel guilty when I see you like this..."

As he spoke, he lowered his voice slightly and said, "It would be a big deal if we were caught."

Su Siwei glanced at him angrily, "Are you rich? Your current monthly salary is more than forty days a day, and you have to prepare for a wife and children in the future. You don't even have enough to feed yourself, let alone fill the old Su family. It’s not even enough to make up for your mother and me.”

This is pure bullshit.

In this era, forty a month is considered a very good salary, and it is definitely not as outrageous as Su Siwei said.

But Su Qingfeng knew that he was a man with a sharp tongue and a soft heart, so he encouraged him to learn to build a private house in the future.

Sure enough, the next moment Su Siwei started talking again:
"You make money when you make money, and I make money when I make money. Don't tell me that you will support your mother. Can a son raising a mother be the same as a man raising a daughter-in-law? Besides, I am only a son like you..."

Su Qingfeng's eyes brightened slightly, thinking that he was going to say something heart-warming.

As a result, the next second, Su Siwei said abruptly: "I am just a son like you. If you don't like me in the future and don't provide for me in old age, and I can't make money myself, then where can I cry? I have a backer. The mountain will fall, but everyone can run away, don't you think so, son?"

Su Qingfeng twitched the corners of her lips.

This father's thinking was so advanced that he was shocked.

He folded his hands and nodded toward the yard, "Come on, you're right. Let's go inside first. By the way, you like to support yourself, so I won't help you move things."

Su Siwei, whose shoulders hurt under the weight of the heavy backpack, immediately swallowed back his words for help.

However, he couldn't help but smile when he saw Su Qingfeng opening the door for him.

A tough-talking, soft-hearted boy.

The two of them were cautious when they came in. After all, Su Siwei's job was really shameful.

It is estimated that in the family, apart from Bai Jing, only the old lady and the old man know a little bit about it. As for the others, they are kept a secret.

After placing the basket of eggs, Su Siwei fetched a basin of water and began to scrub his body.

When Su Qingfeng was cooking before, he happened to break out in a sweat, and the young man was very angry, so he poured a basin of water over it due to his strong body.

At this moment, Bai Jingzhu pulled her cloth shoes and walked to the yard. Seeing the wet appearance of the two father and son, she frowned and returned to the room. She specially took a piece of cotton cloth sewn from leftover materials and wiped it carefully with Su Qingfeng. Get started.

Her tone was slightly resentful: "How old you are, you still don't take care of your body. Your hair is very wet. When you sleep on it, the moisture will get into your head, and you will feel uncomfortable when you get up in the morning."

Su Siwei touched his wet hair, feeling unbalanced.

His hair is wet too!
He looked at his wife and then at Su Qingfeng.

Yes, I can’t afford to offend you.

He simply wiped off the water drops and changed his clothes.

Then he found a notebook and began to record the eggs and duck eggs collected today. Each family had a few, and he would sell them in the town and make a profit from the price difference.

Every time he made a purchase, Su Siwei had to climb several mountains and go to other remote mountain villages to make purchases.And after so many years, the people he is looking for are all regular customers, and they are not generally tight-lipped. The family relies on these eggs to save more money, so so far, although Su Siwei has not made too much, he has a steady stream of money. The income is also extremely considerable.

But in the past two years, one was to support Deng Xiaoya's studies, the other was that Bai Jing had an old illness and had to buy medicine every now and then, and the third... was naturally to prepare for her son's marriage.

As a result, the family naturally cannot save much money.

Fortunately, now all the hardships have come to an end and life is getting better and better.

Thinking like this, Su Siwei felt as if he had drunk cat urine. He didn't care whether his son was drowsy or not, and started chatting happily.

"Qingfeng, it's not that dad is bragging. Although you work in the town, you only go back and forth to the cafeteria at home. You really don't know as many people as dad."

Su Qingfeng dozed off while watching her father talk happily.

Su Siwei took out a cigarette, slowly took out a box of matches, struck brightly, and lit the cigarette.

While puffing away the smoke, Su Siwei didn't see Bai Jing's incomprehensible look.

I still have money to buy good cigarettes. It seems that I have saved a lot of money for my private house...

Su Qingfeng looked at his mother and then at his father who was busy bragging. When he saw Bai Jing's eyes, he quickly showed a cute smile and zipped up his mouth, promising not to tell the truth.

He is on my mother's side!

Bai Jing's smile became gentler.

On the other side, Su Siwei was still nagging: "In this job, it's impossible for you to just rely on your skills. You also have to learn from your father, be smart, be able to read people, and be able to calculate."

He was afraid that Su Qingfeng wouldn't believe it, so he even gave an example.

"There is a widow over there at the steel mill in town. She has never remarried since her husband died. When I passed there before, the people on that street praised her for her good temper, soft character, and quick work. He is a good master of the house.”

"Hiss..." Su Qingfeng felt that the force on her scalp was a little heavier and took a slight breath.

He glanced at my mother subconsciously and said nothing, but in his heart he silently mourned for Su Siwei for a while.

Su Siwei's back felt cold, thinking it was a cold wind blowing, so he didn't pay much attention and continued talking.

He only heard him sneer, "Soft-tempered? Look at how a widow can live her life these days if she is not more aggressive? Son, please remember, don't offend three kinds of people when you go out - women, the elderly and children. ."

"We're not saying that the widow is bad, but if you say she has a good temper, I won't believe it for the first time."

The force on the scalp gradually weakened.

Su Qingfeng also breathed a sigh of relief.

After listening to this, he almost woke up from his nap, and he couldn't help but feel a little curious, "Dad, what is this widow's name?"

"Jiang Xia. By the way, don't mess with her ideas..."

Su Qingfeng was suddenly speechless.

"Dad, if you have a heart, everything you look at will be dirty."

Su Siwei was immediately dissatisfied.

"Hey, you kid, why are you talking?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Jing walked over with a smile, picked up his ear, and said, "Su Siwei, I have something to tell you."

"Ouch... Wife, don't pull your ears, it hurts... I was wrong..."

　The second update is here, see you tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)