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

"It's all right. Your mother can handle it." Wu Hong said, but now she has a small heart. She's afraid that these fish can't be sold.

Guan Chaochu didn't worry about it. When Lao Guan came back, she asked her family to help move the fish into the house. The hall of Guan's house was big enough to pile up a pile of fish. She took the opportunity to use spring water and drip some into the box. However, this is not a pool. I don't know if it works, it's not. She used enough ice cream and the freshness of fish is enough.

The Guan family moved back hundreds of kilograms of fish. It was said that they wanted to do business. The Jiang family also knew.

Jiang Yan sneered, "what's wrong with learning? Learning to be a self-employed man stinks of fish." Her face was full of disgust.

Jiang's mother also felt ashamed. If her daughter-in-law who sells fish asks Jiang Yan's classmates to know, she doesn't know how to lose her son's face. She doesn't deserve a scholarly family like the Jiang family. She said to her daughter, "you should study hard and don't learn to go, otherwise you will come to sell fish like her."

Jiang Yan assured, "Mom, don't worry. My final exam results have improved a lot than before. The teacher said that I have hope to go to the first tier universities in the south." In fact, she felt a little guilty. Her test scores did not improve and fell, especially in English class.

In the past, when her English was poor, Guan Chaochu would take the initiative to give her tutoring

That little bitch, nothing else, English is surprisingly good, better than yourself! So she often plays well temporarily in the exam. Now, forget it, it's just that she doesn't play well for the moment. When the eldest brother comes back and asks the eldest brother to make up for himself, she can't be worse than Guan Chaochu. She thought to herself that she wanted to tell the truth, but when she saw Jiang's proud face, she swallowed the truth and buried herself in dinner.

Guan Chaochu doesn't know what the Jiang family dislikes. Even if she knows, she won't go to her heart. It's unrealistic to go to the bus station and take a bus to the city. Paying one person's money occupies the position of more than a dozen people in the car. The driver must be black faced and pull her into the blacklist.

I wish I had a car. It's not too convenient to bring goods

However, considering the current price of the car, she gave up the idea and went around the station for a few times. Finally, she caught a bus master's line. The other party agreed to let her carry more than 300 kilograms of goods to the city, but she needed to pay an extra eight yuan. When she got to the city, he had a nephew with a truck that could help her pull the goods to the place she wanted to go, But you need to pay an extra two yuan, that's ten yuan.

Guan Chaochu was too expensive. He cut eight yuan and directly wrapped it for a month, twenty-four yuan. He only took up some space and more than ten minutes. He made more than twenty yuan. The driver agreed.

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The big stall, red sister looked at the big board and arrived at the mother's gate and Guan Chao Chu, and a box of boxes of foam boxes, three hundred jin, only a lot more, and more fresh than her goods in the market. She didn't talk nonsense, too. After that, 41 Fen kilograms of money were paid to Guan Chao Chu, eighty pounds of seafood, 227 of sea cucumber 35 Jin, 264 of abalone 48 Jin, and four hundred and ninety pieces of it added up. Plus 128 yuan for 300 kilograms of fish, a total of 618 yuan.

Sister Hong took a bundle of money to her, "Chao Chu, you count, right?"

"OK." Guan Chaochu, without affectation, counted it face to face.

Money is good for everyone when it is calculated clearly.

Seeing her cheerfulness, sister Hong was surprised, and then a smile slipped in her eyes. She likes cheerfulness. Money is good for everyone when it is settled face-to-face. Otherwise, if there is a few less after going back, she secretly doubts that others have given less. If you come to the door again, if you want to say it, others can feel whether you have lost something.

Of course, neither Hong Jie nor Guan Chaochu is of this type, so they prefer to talk about it.

When the money was right, sister Hong looked at the red faces of her mother and daughter and suddenly thought of something, "Chao Chu, how old is your son?"

Guan Chaochu didn't think much, and directly replied, "three years old, what's the matter?"

Sister Hong told her to wait. When she came out of the store, she had two more bags of things in her hand. She said, "my friend went abroad and bought these things from abroad to sell, but it doesn't seem easy to sell. He was stranded. He owed me a little money and paid off the debt with this. I'm useless. If your son needs a drink, he'll give it to you." She doesn't care about milk powder, which is also a rare commodity in this era. It seems that what she sends out is only a kilogram of vegetable leaves.