Rebirth in the XNUMXs: The Hot Mom is in Charge

Chapter 12 Earned 20 Yuan

The summer market is so hot that people can't breathe.

In the 80s, there were no air conditioners on the streets, there were very few cars, and the sun was shining directly, creating a heat wave.

Shen Qingyue spent two days and finally made several buckets of ice jelly.

She moved them to a market in the city and prepared to set up a stall to sell them.

Just as she was struggling to move a bucket of ice jelly from the tricycle, a burly figure came over.

"Girl, what are these?" The driver in a short-sleeved shirt with oil stains on his sleeves asked enthusiastically.

Shen Qingyue smiled awkwardly: "It's ice jelly powder, brother, it's quite delicious."

"Do you need help?" The driver's eyes showed a trace of concern.

"Is it really possible?" Shen Qingyue couldn't believe it.

The driver laughed and said, "Why not? Look at you, a weak woman, carrying such a heavy thing. How could I not help you?"

Soon, several buckets of ice jelly noodles were moved to the stall.

Shen Qingyue wiped her sweat, took out a bowl of ice cold powder, and handed it to the driver with a smile: "Brother, can you try it?"

The driver took the bowl and took a spoonful of it into his mouth.

His eyes brightened: "Oh, it's so cool and delicious."

Shen Qingyue smiled happily: "Thank you for the compliment, brother, I'll give this bowl to you."

The driver shook his head: "No, I want to buy two bowls and take them back to my family to try."

In the heat wave, the noise and shouts of the market come and go.

In one corner, Shen Qingyue and Dongdong were setting up their stall.

"Brother, walk slowly!" Shen Qingyue shouted, watching the driver brother leave.

"Are we going to hawk?"

Jiang Xudong spoke in a low voice, pinching Shen Qingyue's sleeves, and his tone was a little timid.

Although he had been to the city several times with his father before, he had never come into contact with so many strangers.

"Afraid?"

Hearing what Shen Qingyue said, Jiang Xudong immediately replied.

"I'm not afraid!"

Shen Qingyue took a deep breath and said with complicated emotions: "Okay, let's get started."

"Bingbing cool jelly! Cool off the heat and quench your thirst!" Shen Qingyue's voice was crisp and timid.

Dongdong imitated his mother's voice and started selling. Although his voice was small, it was extremely clear.

Soon, an old lady wearing a bamboo hat came over, her narrowed eyes showed curiosity: "Little girl, what is this?"

Shen Qingyue smiled slightly: "Milk, this is jelly. It quenches thirst and relieves heat. Try it."

The old lady took a bowl and tasted it carefully, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"This is too delicious!"

When Dongdong heard this, she was so happy that her eyes turned into crescent moons: "Thank you grandma for the compliment. Please buy more."

The old lady nodded cheerfully: "Give me two bowls."

As the day went by, people came and went in front of Shen Qingyue's stall, and she and Dongdong were getting better and better, and the cries continued.

When the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the market, Shen Qingyue calculated that a total of fifty bowls of jelly were sold today.

When closing the stall, she counted the money with complicated emotions and found a total of 20 yuan.

It's not much, but it's still better than doing nothing.

It's just that the jelly stall business won't last long, and these things can be easily copied.

Jiang Xudong jumped up excitedly: "Mom, we made money!"

Shen Qingyue held the 20 yuan tightly and sighed.

Although I don’t have much money, I can prepare new clothes for winter. "Dongdong, let's go buy some new clothes." Shen Qingyue stroked his head and said softly.

Jiang Xudong frowned, with confusion in his eyes, "Why? I think what I'm wearing now is pretty good."

Shen Qingyue smiled softly, pinched her son's nose, and spoke with a smile.

"Kids grow fast, and you'll outgrow them in a few months."

Jiang Xudong pouted, "I don't need new clothes, mom, help me save them."

She only made 20 yuan, but this woman worked hard all day.

He doesn't really want many clothes, just enough to wear them.

Besides, she didn't buy herself many clothes.

The sun sets in the west, and the number of pedestrians on the street gradually becomes fewer and fewer.

Shen Qingyue still led Jiang Xudong on the small streets of the city. The lights were dim and the dust on the sandy road was gently blown by the wind and echoed in the air.

The old house, the white washed curtains, Shen Qingyue felt that everything was very familiar.

There is a supply and marketing cooperative nearby.

As she kept walking, she saw the familiar red wooden sign.

United Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

Pushing the door open, the unique woody aroma hits your nostrils.

The store is stocked with a variety of cottons and handmade fabrics.

In the corner, a shelf full of children's clothes caught Shen Qingyue's eyes.

She gently held up a small blue shirt, made of fine cotton, just right for Jiang Xu to wear in winter.

"Qingyue? Is it really you?" A slightly surprised voice came from behind her.

Shen Qingyue turned around and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

He is more mature than in memory, with a few more wrinkles on his forehead, but his eyes are still the same as before, with a touch of nostalgia.

"Xu Ming?" Shen Qingyue responded softly, a little surprised.

"Why are you here?"

Xu Ming smiled, with a hint of complexity in his eyes: "I have been working in this supply and marketing cooperative for several years, and I am the junior supervisor here."

The two smiled at each other, and the awkward atmosphere slowly turned into friendship.

"This shirt is good. I'll give you a [-]% discount." Xu Ming broke the silence.

Shen Qingyue smiled slightly, "Thank you, Xu Ming."

Although the atmosphere between Shen Qingyue and Xu Ming was a little awkward, they had been classmates for several years after all, and the atmosphere soon relaxed a lot.

Dongdong pulled her mother's sleeves, her eyes wandering between the two of them doubtfully.

Xu Ming looked at Dongdong, frowned slightly, and asked softly: "Is this... your child?"

Shen Qingyue sighed softly: "Yes, this is Dongdong."

Xu Ming smiled bitterly: "I heard that your husband..."

There was a trace of sadness in Shen Qingyue's eyes, and she shook her head gently: "Yes, he died."

Dongdong frowned and said in a childish but firm voice: "Dad is a hero."

Shen Qingyue smiled slightly and stroked Dongdong's head: "Yes, your father is our hero."

Xu Ming comforted her softly: "Life is like this sometimes, but look, you still have Dongdong. He is so smart and will definitely succeed like his father."

Dongdong pursed her lips: "It's not easy for my mother. I want to protect my mother."

Xu Ming smiled and was about to say something when a familiar laughter suddenly came from the door.

Shen Qingyue and Xu Ming both turned their heads and saw Jiang Mingxiao and his wife walking into the supply and marketing cooperative, holding a small basket in their hands, apparently coming to buy daily necessities.

(End of this chapter)