The lucky girl in the village has a good way of making money.

Chapter 183 Literacy
Li Rong's brown eyes rolled, and he joked unintentionally: "Then he must not have married a wife yet? If he married a wife, he would often stay in the kiln and be busy firing the kiln. Wouldn't he be neglecting his wife?"

When Meng Changchun saw that Li Rongzong might have already married a wife at his age, or maybe he just got married, it was just when he realized what it was like. He smiled without thinking too much and said, "I haven't married a wife yet. I'm looking at him. Wait." Now that I have a wife, it will be different! I came here the same way, what can be better than a wife’s hot bed!”

He smiled, and then realized that there was a female doll opposite him, and it was not easy to say such nonsense. He felt that he had made a mistake, so he couldn't help but smile awkwardly, and wanted to invite them to the room for tea again.

Pomegranate waved her hand and declined, and did not go in to drink tea. She only asked how much money it would cost to burn these water pipes and how much deposit she should pay in advance.

When it comes to business, Meng Changchun is completely different. He said: "Our pottery kiln usually bakes a vase without any color for fifty cents. Your water pipe does not need the color, but it is not more troublesome than the vase to burn." Shao - considering that we are all from the village, I don’t want more from you. The cost cannot be lost. For such a piece, even if you pay a hundred cents, what do you think? "

Pomegranate sounds like a hundred cents. Although it is expensive, it is acceptable. After all, it costs so much money to burn a vase. This water pipe is much longer than a vase and uses a lot of materials. One hundred cents is still a generous price. .

It's just that I'm going to need a lot of money to build all the necessary water pipes. It will be painful for my parents to know about it. After all, it can only build several houses.

Pomegranate stuck out her tongue and immediately made a deposit with a handful of silver, making an appointment to pick it up in half a month.

Meng Changchun also did things well. He immediately wrote a note with a receipt for the deposit and gave it to Shiliu.

Seeing that he could also write, Shiliu asked curiously.

Meng Changchun only smiled and said: "When I was young, I learned to read some words from my master. If I didn't write well, I would make you laugh."

Li Rongzong was honest, shook his head and said: "We are all illiterate, and we don't know whether your writing is good, Mr. Meng!"

Hearing what he said, Meng Changchun couldn't help laughing, and he was also curious in his heart. Why didn't this family, who could afford the money to burn this rare thing and put it on a mule cart, send their children to a village school to learn Braille for a few days? Woolen cloth?
But he didn't ask too much. He asked less about his customers and just made sure to provide them with what they needed. This was what he had been doing in business for so many years.

After the mule cart left Dade Village, Shiliu opened her mouth. She looked at Li Xiangli and said, "Sister, did you just take a peek?"

Li Xiangli couldn't help but blush. She just heard the sound outside and opened the curtain to take a quick look. She only saw Meng Dongsheng with his arms exposed. She was so frightened that she quickly lowered the curtain and didn't dare to look again. At that glance, she didn't see what the person looked like at all, only that he looked dark.

She thought that cousin Rong Huai from the uncle's family was quite dark, and she never thought there was someone darker than him.

It's dark like this, and there's no light at night. Can you see him?
She thought about it for a moment, then immediately blushed and shook her head quickly.

But when Shiliu saw her shaking her head, she thought she didn't notice, and couldn't help but shake her head and thought that her eldest sister was too honest.

He immediately shared the information with her and said: "Sister, Meng Dong is growing up very well! Although he is a little darker, he has good facial features! He is also strong and has a lot of strength. I heard that he is a real person. Man, it's okay anyway!" Li Xiangli blushed again as she thought about the sound she just heard in the car. She just buzzed in response, but refused to say anything more.

Seeing her blushing and not gossiping with her, Shiliu knew that she was embarrassed. Her eldest sister was already a gentle person, so she didn't tease her. She just changed the topic and said, "This Mr. Meng can read and write, and Meng Dongsheng must also be able to read and write." Literacy, no one in our family is literate, this is not okay! Our business is getting bigger and bigger, but if I am not literate, I can’t understand when I go out to discuss business with people and read documents. I also meet good people. What if we are fooled? manage?"

Li Rongzong, who was driving the bus, said without thinking: "Who said our family is illiterate? Brother Zhang has been in school for a month and knows a lot of words!"

"Then you can't tie Brother Zhang to your waistband at all times, right? How good it would be if you could read by yourself! Brother, I have decided that from now on, when Brother Zhang comes back from school every day, he will teach us how to read. Don’t delay his study, just teach us a few words every day! Don’t talk about writing, just learn some words first!”

Then she looked at Li Xiangli and said: "Sister, you have to study hard. You see, the Meng family's pottery kiln workshop is not small. Meng Dongsheng's kiln has two brushes. This business is no different. If it is the same as his family's, The marriage is very promising, and it can work out. If you marry me in the future, you can read and write. Even if it is not much, it will be good, right? "

Li Xiangli first heard that both the Meng family and his son were literate and could write, and she was a little moved. Although it didn't matter whether the woman was literate or not, she thought that if she could read some words, it would be better than being blind, so she couldn't help but click Headed.

Outside, Li Rongzong thought that he didn't recognize the signboards every time he entered the city. He was silent and then expressed his attitude, "Sure! Let's all learn! Let Brother Zhang teach! Hey, it seems that our family is very good at this. It’s not a loss! If Brother Zhang comes back and teaches us, isn’t it equivalent to us all going to school?”

Pomegranate smiled, this is not the case, just learning a few words with Brother Zhang, how can it be compared to going to school seriously?
But literacy is finally officially on the agenda. With her "smartness", it's normal for her to know and write many words within a few months, right?
After returning home, Li Xiangli blushed and hid back in the house, while Pomegranate happily went to Mrs. Song to tell her what she had seen today.

Mrs. Song happened to be talking to old Mrs. Yuan. When Shiliu mentioned her impression of the Meng family and his son, Mrs. Song couldn't help but laugh, "I knew that your aunt and grandma would definitely fall in love with someone!"

With Pomegranate "seeing each other" in advance, Mrs. Song also gained some energy. When it was Huang Yuan's birthday, she dressed up her eldest daughter early, packed it herself, and put on the pair of clothes. A gift from my sons and daughters.

Old Yuan also put on the clothes newly made by Song. The three of them got on the mule cart and brought the gifts prepared for Huang Yuan. Li Jihe drove the mule cart out to Huangjia Village. .

Li Rongzong and Shiliu didn't go. After all, they had shown their faces that day. It's hard to say how they met today. Although they had a good impression of Meng Dongsheng, seeing each other seriously was different.

If they don't get along well, it doesn't matter if they don't go. If they get along well, there will always be a chance to meet later.

Li Jihe's injury has been recovering for more than a month, and he is almost healed. He doesn't do heavy work and just catches a train, so there is still no problem.

However, Lao Yuan had just recovered from her illness. Mrs. Song was afraid that she would not be able to bear the ride in the car, so she kept asking Li Jihe to slow down. She also greeted Lao Yuan along the way, for fear that she was not feeling well.

Old Yuan was being cared for closely by her daughter-in-law and granddaughter, and her heart felt warm and tight. Most of her initial gloom had dissipated, and the remaining bit of it would take time to heal.