Rebirth of the 88th: The Farm Wife is a Little Sweet

At the foot of the mountain, Lu Siming came out for a walk. He heard a noisy voice. It was very noisy. He frowned impatiently, "what's the matter?"

Hu Jiuyi, who pushed him, said, "nothing happened. Recently, many people went up the mountain to catch game."

Lu Siming: "go into the mountain to catch game. The people in this town are going to change their profession to be hunters?"

This is absolutely ironic, not praising.

Hu Jiu pushed his glasses. He knew the gossip in the town very well. He found out why these people went up the mountain, so he checked the gate. As soon as the news that Chao Chu had caught game on the mountain for several days, he told the news that she was stopped from going up the mountain.

Lu Siming commented lightly, "soft steamed stuffed bun, don't bully her, bully who."

This is a tone of disgust.

The glasses man talked to a depressed master every day. He was worried about gossip. No one told him. He quickly poured it out. "In fact, I don't think so. Boss, you don't know. In recent days, sister Jiang went up the mountain and played chicken, duck, snake and fish every day. She ran to the market and sold a lot of money, which made others jealous, The daughter of the Jiang family also spread news everywhere that she stole other people's chickens and ducks and asked people to guard against them. She tried to stop her from going up the mountain. As a result, Guan Chaochu didn't go up the mountain these days, and everyone else went up the mountain. Don't say anything about chickens and ducks. You didn't catch a fish. You say it's amazing. "

He felt that the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family was full of fans, which was very interesting.

The boss of his family didn't answer whether he was magical or not. He was silent for two seconds and asked him, "have you changed your profession to be a neighborhood committee?" Implication, good gossip, nosy.

When the man with glasses heard it, Wei chubaba.

"Boss, don't you think it's very interesting?"

"I don't think so." Lu Siming said faintly, "obviously it's your own thing. Others don't dare to go west when they point to the East. It's no wonder anyone wants to bite when they see it."

Then he shut his mouth again.

It's not his style to gossip behind his back.

Guan Chaochu, a soft steamed stuffed bun, didn't know that the mountain was being turned upside down. She ran with Lao Guan to borrow a bike from her aunt's house. Why do you pick up a bike? Exchange balloons for cans, beer bottles and other waste products.

There were business opportunities everywhere in the 1980s and 1980s. This is not empty talk. At present, people look down on waste pickers in the streets, but who knows who will pick up waste in the future. Maybe any one is the first person to buy a house and settle down in first tier cities.

It may even be that people become big men with the first bucket of gold saved by picking up waste products.

This is not a boast, but a real reality. Guan Chaochu knew so many big men when he was doing business in his last life and had heard of their fortune stories. She couldn't tell Lao Guan about such stories. She was afraid that Lao Guan wouldn't agree with her in public. Who knows, Lao Guan's ideas of cultural people were surprisingly advanced. He not only supported her, but also took her to borrow a bike, Even the bicycle driver's license is handled by Lao Guan. The only requirement for my daughter is to ride well. Be careful not to fall.

Guan Chaochu just wanted to give Lao Guan two big compliments. His father was so lucky.

She rode a bicycle with a small oxygen bottle hanging on it, and several flying balloons tied with a rope. The balloons were made into various shapes, and there were apple water balloons tied with rubber bands, which could be patted and played in her hand like a leather ball.

There is no need to shout or horn. As long as the big clock on the bicycle rings a few times, the children nearby will know that those who want to change balloons are coming. They will quickly find coke cans and beer bottles at home.

Guan Chaochu, surrounded by a group of children, asked the children to line up and come one by one.

A pop can for a flying balloon.

Two pairs of slippers for one.

As for the water apple balloon, two cans, one.

Guan Chaochu showed me how to play. The freshness slandered the little guys. They were afraid of running late. "Sister, I'll get another can at home. Wait for me. Don't go."

"OK, go and go back quickly. I'll go somewhere else when I'm late." In her eyes, these children are her business capital. How can Guan Chaochu be willing to go.

One day, Guan Chaochu's balloons were all changed. He sorted the cans, beer bottles and soy sauce bottles, and then pulled them to the waste recycling bin to sell them.

A total of 120 cans were changed for 6 yuan, and beer bottles were changed for 3.50 yuan. Plastic waste shoes are cheaper and less. They are more than one yuan, which adds up to just 10.5 yuan. It doesn't sound much, but you know, this is the 1980s. The monthly salary is only more than 100 yuan and more than 300 yuan.