Rebirth begins with marrying a female educated youth

Can this also be called Shui Lingling?

He can tell lies with his eyes open.

Ji Yuanhai looked at the yellowish leaf, and then at the man. For a moment, he really didn't know what he meant.

Calling him treacherous and cunning is a bit funny. What's going on?

This man looked to be in his twenties or thirties, with a fat face and several tattoos on his forehead. He spoke with a smile, but he had a amiable and wealthy face.

It's just that a pair of eyes are slightly red, as if they are bloodshot.

If Uncle Zhao was not familiar with the people in the county and knew that he was not a familiar face setting up a stall, Ji Yuanhai would have thought that he was doing business by setting up a stall. At most, he would have doubted whether he was allowed to set up a stall, or he would have doubted what he was doing. What's wrong with flowers and plants?

But now the problem is obviously not this.

The thing about this guy is that he seems to have a purpose.

The flowers, plants and leaves turned a little yellow because they were not watered on purpose; the stalls were set up for a special reason. In Uncle Zhao's eyes, they even looked like a liar.

Even when talking to Ji Yuanhai, there was also a sense of inquiry, as if he was waiting for someone specifically.

"never mind."

"I really can't understand flowers and plants, and I'm not interested in them. You can find someone else to look at them."

Ji Yuanhai said to this strange flower stall owner and refused again.

The fat-faced stall owner glanced at Ji Yuanhai doubtfully, then sat down and continued setting up the stall.

Uncle Zhao laughed and whispered to Ji Yuanhai: "You are right if you do this!"

"Think about it, how much money can a person of unknown origin make by setting up a stall and selling things that seem strange at first sight?"

"In the old days, there was a way to blackmail someone, which was called 'switching hands and getting a cow'."

"What does 'switching hands, a cow' mean? Tell me, uncle." Ji Yuanhai asked curiously. He had never heard of this method of blackmailing people.

Uncle Zhao smiled and said: "You don't know this, no one is buying popsicles at the moment anyway, let me talk to you."

The two of them sat down and chatted in the shade of a tree. Anyway, they were not close to the few people setting up stalls and watching.

"Switching hands, a cow. This story is about a small rich man who used to lead a cow into the city in Qingshan County. He looked around and joined in the fun. He said it opened his eyes. He went home to talk to the villagers, wives and children. Brag."

"Then he saw a porcelain plate seller. The patterns were beautiful. He wanted to take a look. If they were suitable, he would spend some money to buy two and take them home."

"The little rich man asked the boy to show it to him, and the boy showed him the porcelain plate."

"Just like that, the two of them changed hands, and the porcelain plate fell to the ground and was smashed."

"The little rich man was immediately dumbfounded. The store said that this was a treasure passed down from his ancestors, and he was asked to pay several yuan!"

"The little rich man was unfamiliar with the place in the city. He was surrounded by a group of people and refused to let him leave. It was also an era of war and chaos. He had no choice but to give up the cow he had brought into the city to this store."

"Here it is, switch hands, a cow."

When Uncle Zhao said this, he glanced at the fat-faced man setting up the stall: "Say, if you were selling flower pots just now, he would have smashed them for you. If someone surrounds you and asks you to pay, you What can be done?”

Ji Yuanhai smiled and said: "Uncle, you are well-informed. This kind of thing is indeed unavoidable and impossible to guard against."

The people setting up stalls nearby are actually quite different from those who "switch hands" and extort money.

He also clearly marked the price at fifty cents in advance. Even if the flowerpot was broken, it would only be fifty cents.

Even Ji Yuanhai still doesn't understand what he is planning to do.

After chatting with Uncle Zhao, Ji Yuanhai prepared to leave.

He did intend to invite Uncle Zhao to have some food and drinks at noon. Unfortunately, Uncle Zhao himself is also a person who cares about "not taking advantage of others." If Ji Yuanhai treats him with too many gifts, he may annoy him. .

At this moment, the fat-faced stall owner stood up and looked at Ji Yuanhai and Uncle Zhao.

"Uncle, and that comrade, are you two leaving now? Can you help me take a look at the stall?"

"People have three urgent needs. I have to find a place to relieve myself quickly."

"Thank you for your help! Thank you very much!"

Ji Yuanhai and Uncle Zhao looked at each other and shook their heads: "Look for someone else!"

Ji Yuanhai pushed the bicycle and left, and Uncle Zhao also left with popsicles wrapped in quilts - this place is a bit troublesome, we have to find another place to sell them!

Seeing that the two of them were really about to leave, the man setting up the stall opened his mouth but was speechless.

After watching the two of them go away, he also stamped his feet and walked away quickly, not knowing whether he was really relieving himself or doing something else.

There are a few pots of flowers left with price tags placed under the shade of the roadside trees.

It’s all because the folk customs are still simple now, so I’m not afraid of others taking it away for a while.

…………………………

"Listen to others' advice and eat enough."

Uncle Zhao pushed the bicycle with popsicles on the back seat. He smiled and said to Ji Yuanhai who was walking side by side, "Xiao Ji, you are right. Stay away from these unscrupulous people in the future. I guarantee that you will not be too rich for the rest of your life." , and there is no big disaster!”

"Being down-to-earth and stable for the rest of your life is the greatest good thing."

Ji Yuanhai smiled and nodded: "You are right, uncle."

"Where are you going to sell popsicles later?"

"I'm going to Tuanjie Alley!" Uncle Zhao was talking happily. "That place is not as good as a family home, but it is much higher than the rest of us."

"There is an alley for more than two miles from east to west. There are courtyards within small courtyards and houses within houses. There are many working-class families and regular employees of the units. Half of the people who earn a living in Qingshan County must live in this Tuanjie Alley."

"People here have plenty to eat and drink, and it's not uncommon to give their children a few cents to buy a popsicle."

Ji Yuanhai nodded: "I have visited this place twice on my bicycle."

"I tried to look for opportunities to make money, but I didn't find any."

Uncle Zhao pushed the cart and laughed: "I need an Uncle Zhao to introduce you, and I also need an Uncle Dong to let you in and talk, right?"

There was a little bit of pride in his words.

"Of course. Without you two, where would I be able to talk to the people in the courtyard?" Ji Yuanhai said, "It's not the whole courtyard that unites every household in the alley, so who should I talk to?"

"I searched around and got the street office to deal with me, but they treated me as a suspicious person."

"That's what happened." Uncle Zhao said, "But this matter is really difficult to handle."

"Xiaoji, you just know how to play with bonsai, flowers and plants, and make some money, right?"

Ji Yuanhai nodded: "Yes."

Uncle Zhao and Ji Yuanhai analyzed: "There are so many people in the unity alley. If you want to come to collect flowers and plants in a loud voice, people will ask you where you came from. If you want to set up a stall to sell flowers and plants, you will be sent to the hospital within half an hour." Let’s go to the street office.”

"There are a lot of people in this place. Even though they are all job holders, there are also people who are difficult to serve and have no manners."

"The key is, Xiao Ji, if you come out to make money, it is not allowed by your production team."

"That's the biggest problem."

"Who told you to be a member of the production team? Who told you to run into the city instead of working in the fields?"

Ji Yuanhai has also seriously considered these words that Uncle Zhao said, and his thoughts are exactly the same.

It's not that he looks down on his identity, but the objective reality is that being tied to the land, his identity naturally has no advantage and he can't catch up with the tide.

The college entrance examination is the best and safest way to change this level of identity.

It's just that Ji Yuanhai wanted to save some money before the college entrance examination, but he ran into the problem of not having a good identity certificate and having many restrictions on his movement.

Uncle Zhao continued to tell Ji Yuanhai: "With the production team certificate, you might be able to do something else; without the certificate, there is nothing else you can do in Tuanjie Alley except for walking around and eating something."

"If you walk around twice more, people will look at you warily."

"Speaking of food, Tuanjie Alley has old chicken soup with tofu pudding, shredded pork noodles, and pan noodles. They all taste pretty good, especially the tofu pudding. I like to drink it..."

Uncle Zhao also felt that the more he talked about this topic, the more frustrated he became. There was no solution, so he simply stopped talking about it and started talking about food.

Ji Yuanhai was not as disappointed as he thought. He followed his words and smiled: "Uncle Zhao, I know this."

"Some tofu puffs from other places are put with soy sauce, some with sugar, and some with minced garlic."

"Pickles, pickled beans, peanuts, everything."

"The tofu puffs in our county are cooked in salty and fragrant old chicken soup. It is tender, smooth, fragrant, salty and delicious."

Uncle Zhao smiled and said: "You are not old, but you are quite good at eating."

"Very good, very good!"

"Uncle, let's drink this for lunch, right?" Ji Yuanhai suggested.

Uncle Zhao glared: "Why are you doing this to me again? I was reincarnated as a starving ghost, and I only need a bite of food from you?"

"No, you didn't take advantage of me for nothing!" Ji Yuanhai said, "We will arrive at Tuanjie Alley in a while. You are selling popsicles there. I will sit and chat with you to see what's going on."

"This way, I won't be suspicious, and maybe I can find an opportunity to make money."

"Uncle, without you, I wouldn't have such an opportunity."

"You, Xiao Ji..." Uncle Zhao pointed at him, "You are full of tricks."

Ji Yuanhai laughed: "Just tell me, do you want to help me? Do you want me to follow you to Unity Alley?"

Uncle Zhao pushed the bicycle forward angrily: "You are willing to treat me, and I am happy to eat! I drank three bowls of tofu at noon today! I won't eat at night when I'm full!"

"Yes, yes, you can drink as much as you want." Ji Yuanhai said with a smile.

When we arrived at Tuanjie Alley, Uncle Zhao indeed had acquaintances everywhere. He said hello to the old man and lady who were enjoying the shade under the shade of a tree, and he started selling popsicles calmly.

There were actually several drooling children running over in a hurry.

"I want to eat popsicles!"

"I eat ice cream!" "Ice cream is precious!"

"Then I'll eat popsicles too!"

Ji Yuanhai followed Uncle Zhao and sat under the shade of the tree, listening to the old man and old lady chatting, not talking about flowers and plants for a long time.

At noon, Ji Yuanhai and Uncle Zhao drank chicken soup and tofu.

It was indeed delicious, but Uncle Zhao insisted on drinking three or five bowls. In fact, after drinking one bowl, Ji Yuanhai asked him to drink another bowl, and he became anxious.

"You want to hold me to death?"

Ji Yuan Haixin said: Uncle, you said you are old, why are you so embarrassed?

I am afraid that I will take advantage of others, lose my face, and appear to be worthless.

Why aren’t there those older people who snatched bus seats and slapped young people in the face decades later who “do their part”?

After Ji Yuanhai finished thinking, he discovered a problem.

Calculating based on time and age, those who are morally corrupt and "do their part" are actually my peers...then that's okay.

In the future, Ji Yuanhai will try not to be this kind of person who relies on his elders and neglects his elders. This can be regarded as a contribution to society.

In the afternoon, Uncle Zhao continued to sell popsicles, and Ji Yuanhai continued to listen to the news.

At around five o'clock, as he was about to get off work, Ji Yuanhai finally heard an old man complaining.

"I just bought a pot of welcoming pine trees. Pine trees are generally very durable. When I put it in my hands, the leaves turned yellow and it looked like it was going to die!"

"I'll go find the seller and return it."

"Good guy, the place where pine trees are sold is also yellow!"

"I'm telling you, it's unlucky to look at the big things from the small things. Added up, I won't be able to live for a few days!"

This old man's inference made several other old men quickly persuade him and marveled at it.

"Old Li, you must be a bit unlucky... Everyone has bad luck. Even drinking cold water can cause your teeth to get clogged. Who hasn't?"

"Yes, Lao Li, you have to think about it this way. The welcoming pine and the flower seller helped you block it for a while, but then you won't live a long life?"

After some persuasion, the rather depressed old Li's expression softened a lot.

Someone asked him: "Which flower and plant stall is quitting?"

"It's the one you walk into from the market and turn around to Nan Xiao Street. Last year, there was a hunched-over man named Gao. Two months ago, his son was replaced. I don't know his name," Lao Li said.

An old man shouted: "The hunchbacked old Gao family, his son's name is Gao Daming!"

"Lao Gao is very good at playing with flowers and plants, why don't you do it anymore?"

"I don't know about that," Lao Li said. "Anyway, not only Lao Gao quits, but his son also quits just two months after taking over."

"My welcoming pine was originally prepared to welcome guests, but now the leaves have turned yellow, which makes me feel uncomfortable! I asked him to show me the reason, but no one can be found!"

Uncle Zhao winked at Ji Yuanhai and asked Ji Yuanhai to pass.

Ji Yuanhai went over and said, "Uncle! I heard you say that the pine trees you bought are not growing well?"

"How about I help you take a look?"

Lao Li turned to look at him: "Who are you?"

Then he asked Uncle Zhao: "Hey, the popsicle seller! Old Zhao! Who is he?"

Uncle Zhao said: "This is a junior of mine who likes to play with bonsai."

"If you feel sick in Hua Hua Cao Cao, let him take a look. Maybe he can find out the cause for you."

Lao Li was a little surprised: "Is there such a thing? I'm young and have no hair on my mouth. Is that okay?"

"Don't kill my pine tree."

When Ji Yuanhai heard this, he immediately waved his hand: "Forget it, I just said it."

Seeing his refusal, Lao Li became a little more interested: "I have no other choice anyway, why don't you come home with me and take a look?"

Ji Yuanhai said: "Uncle, there is no need for you."

"I helped people save the flowers, and I wanted to collect money."

It would be nice to go with Uncle Li to his house to see the welcoming pine trees, not to mention collecting money, and not to blame yourself for the death of the pine trees.

It's better not to cause trouble.

Although Lao Li doesn't speak very nicely, surprisingly he is not a stingy person.

After hearing what Ji Yuanhai said, he disagreed: "What you said, I didn't know you had to collect money?"

"If I buy your flowers and plants, if I have any problems or problems, I can come to you to solve them."

"I didn't buy anything from you. You saved the pine trees for me, so of course I'll give you money."

"As long as you can save the pine tree, I'll give you...two dollars, okay?"

Two yuan is a fair price, even a bit sincere.

Cropped pine bonsai cannot be compared with precious flowers such as plum blossoms, and Tuanjie Alley cannot be compared with the county family home.

After Lao Li finished speaking, several other old men were a little surprised.

"Okay, Lao Li, you are really willing to put in the effort!"

"Is this only two dollars?"

Ji Yuanhai said: "Uncle, if I don't think well, if the guest reception pine dies, do I still have to pay compensation?"

Only then did Lao Li realize what the crux was.

What I said just now was rude, and I said that the pine tree was torn to death. Of course, others didn't want to show it.

"Whether you...want to see it or not!"

"Even if you don't look at it, I'll throw it away later!"

Lao Li felt that he couldn't hold his face, but he became angry.

Uncle Zhao said quickly: "Look, he has a bad temper and thinks too much! He gets angry again as he talks!"

Other uncles also advised: "Lao Li, don't be angry!"

"It's better to let the young man take a look at it than to throw it away!"

After several people persuaded him, Old Li stopped speaking angrily and stood up and took Ji Yuanhai home.

Ji Yuanhai didn't use any more words to provoke him, and followed him past two walls, to the front of a house, and saw the welcoming pine tree.

He looked down and took a moment to feel.

Ji Yuanhai's expression was a little surprised.

"What's wrong? Can it be cured? If it can't be cured, just leave. I don't blame you!" Lao Li said angrily.

"No, I mean, it just happened."

Ji Yuanhai said: "I just looked at a pine tree a few days ago and it has the same problem. I also looked at the soil."

"Originally I thought it was a misunderstanding or some other reason; now I see it's not a misunderstanding."

"Both these two pine trees came from the same place, the flower and plant stall called Gao Daming."

"He really doesn't know how to grow flowers and plants. The soil used for the pine trees is all the same inappropriate soil."

After hearing this, Lao Li suddenly realized: "I said this kind of thing never happened when I was old Gao. But when I changed to this little Gao, something went wrong immediately. So that's what happened!"

"If the soil doesn't work, then I can change the soil and it will be fine?"

"It should be no problem." Ji Yuanhai said, "The soil for normal pine trees is almost the same."

Lao Li immediately took a small shovel and started working.

Seeing him like this, Ji Yuanhai said goodbye.

Lao Li hurriedly put down his shovel and got him two dollars.

"It's not saved yet. I won't take these two dollars first."

"Take it, I said I'm not going to blame you, I'm not going to blame you!" Lao Li handed him the money and continued to replace the soil on the pine trees.

Ji Yuanhai took the money and walked out of his house, but he himself couldn't help but laugh.

Old children, old children, all of them have very strange tempers.

Asking for a monthly ticket Asking for a monthly ticket