Rebirth to 90s: Start from Scratch

It was already afternoon when Zhang Qianxiu returned to the county seat.

At this time, someone in the store was doing a "hundred-yuan discount" registration and bought rice by the way.

Thousands of people have registered now, and these people will probably be regular customers in the store from now on.

After the person who bought the rice left, Zhang Qianxiu asked, "Sister, how much did you sell today?"

Zhang Lanmei said excitedly: "More than four thousand catties, many people have bought the rice you bought yesterday. Everyone thinks that rice is good, but there is little broken rice."

The amount of broken rice mainly depends on the machine, and it has little to do with rice.

Zhang Qianxiu secretly calculated the account, earning two cents per catty of rice, and seven or eight hundred income for four thousand golden rice.

According to this situation, a monthly profit of 24,000 can be achieved, and if the miscellaneous expenses are removed, the net profit of 20,000 is not a big problem.

"Sister, look after you more in the store in the future, I may come less." Zhang Qianxiu said.

Zhang Lanmei was taken aback: "What are you going to do?"

Zhang Qianxiu said: "The normal operation of the store is all you need to watch. I will look for more sales channels and purchase channels."

Zhang Qianxiu actually had another thing in mind, and that was the lottery.

He had told Sun Daxi about this a long time ago. Although the painting was a big cake, and Sun Daxi had not asked him, Zhang Qianxiu really wanted to try it.

Moreover, Zhang Qianxiu feels that there is a great chance of success in the lottery.

Zhang Lanmei gave an "Oh" and said, "I want to go home these two days and see my parents."

Zhang Qianxiu was also worried about his parents. It has been a week, and he doesn't know how his parents' anger is gone.

It should be time to go back and have a look.

Zhang Qianxiu said, "Go back tomorrow! I will go back together."

Zhang Lanmei nodded and said, "Would you like to buy something?"

"I'll buy it next time. Tomorrow, when Brother Enquan and Health come, just leave them and Brother Liu to keep the shop." Zhang Qianxiu said.

In the evening, Zhang Qianxiu went to buy some food and clothes for his parents.

The next day, Zhang Qianxiu drove the van and returned to the village with his sister. This van was supposed to be returned for a week. It has been a week, because Zhang Qianxiu ran into the market these two days, and today he ran into the village and wanted to go home. , And did not go back.

Zhangjiaping, these days are still very "lively". Although it has been a week since Zhang Qianxiu's uproar at the engagement banquet for her sister, the "hotness" of this matter did not mean to drop at all.

As long as the women sit together, they will discuss this matter.

Zhang Qianxiu parked the car at the door, the door of his house was open, and someone was at home.

Zhang Qianxiu and Zhang Lanmei got out of the car and walked towards the house carrying the things they bought.

As soon as he walked to the door, Zhang Aibing, who was sitting in the hall and smoking, saw a pair of children. The feelings of depression were overwhelmed by anger. He stood up abruptly and yelled: "You two beasts, you still have a face to come back. I'll get out, I don't have your children, get out of here!"

Zhang Qianxiu stood at the door carrying something. He understood his father's anger, and his heart was full of helplessness.

When Zhang Lanmei saw his father so angry, she blamed herself and felt wronged. She burst into tears and fell on her knees: "Dad, I came back to admit my mistake. I know I was wrong. Don't be angry with your brother. He is also ignorant. "

"Non-sensible?" Zhang Aibing sneered: "I think he is very sensible! He can be reasonable, can arrange people, find a few gangsters to come to the house, and after the trouble, he knows that he will go to your uncle to care about us with a fake intention."

"This is pretty good at being a human being! Everyone came to him to say good things, as if we didn't consider him, it was our fault."

"Good! Good!"

After Zhang Aibing finished scolding his son, he began to scold his daughter again: "You too, in that case, if you don't follow the Han family, you follow your brother, he can support you, and he can take care of you for the rest of your life? You are a woman's family. , You always want to marry, your parents will not depend on your whole life, your brother will not depend on your whole life, your husband’s family will be your backer for the next half of your life."

"You're great! Your brother's troubles like this, you run like this, all the faces of our Zhang family are gone, and they ran away."

"What are you doing when you come back now? Are you embarrassing?"

Zhang Qianxiu looked at her kneeling sister and sobbed sobbing. He couldn't help but said, "Dad, you can't blame your sister for this matter. I persuaded you for a month. You never agreed to divorce. At that time..."

Before Zhang Qianxiu finished speaking, Zhang Ai was standing at the door with a straight shot, and said loudly, "Blame me! Blame me? Zhang Qianxiu, hello! Now turn around and say, everything is to blame on me."

"Go! Our house doesn't welcome you, let's go..."

Zhang Qianxiu knew that it was useless to say anything now, and whispered to her kneeling sister: "Sister, let's come back another day!"

Zhang Lanmei shook her head and said to her father: "Dad, let me see Mom! She is not in good health, is there any anger?"

"It doesn't matter if you are angry, get out!" Zhang Aibing roared.

Zhang Qianxiu said, "Dad, we are also your children anyway..."

Zhang Aibing was most unwilling to listen to his son, and interrupted directly: "I don't have children like you."

Helpless, Zhang Qianxiu put the things in his hand to the door: "Dad, these are clothes, cakes, and fruits for you, you guys..."

"Snapped…"

Zhang Aibing slapped all the things in Zhang Qianxiu's hand to the ground: "Take them all, I can't use your things, I am not qualified! Get out!"

Zhang Qianxiu stood at the door, he could clearly hear his father's heavy breathing because of his anger, and he was deeply self-blaming in his heart.

I looked up and saw my mother standing at the door of the bedroom leaning on the wall, looking outside, wiping tears.

Mother must be very sad!

If her father had made such a big fire before the change, she would have come out to persuade him.

But today she just stood at the door and cried silently, wiping tears secretly.

Zhang Qianxiu even regretted what he did at the time, his nose suddenly sour, and his eyes were already a little moist.

"Mom!" Zhang Qianxiu opened his mouth and shouted.

Seeing her son looking at herself, Hu Jin'e turned around and walked towards the bedroom, staggering a bit. He walked on the wall while he walked. It seemed that Zhenqi was sick.

"Dad, is mom sick?" Zhang Qianxiu's throat tightened, and his mother's health had not been very good. If he was really angry, Zhang Qianxiu would not forgive himself for the rest of his life.

Zhang Aibing blocked the door and said coldly, "What is your business? You don't need to care about you pretendingly at this time. As long as your mother has a breath, I will feed her and dress her, and if I die, I will do it for her. The seven-foot coffin is buried in the grave of Zhangjiazu."

When Zhang Qianxiu heard this, he felt as if his heart was being stabbed by a knife.

Zhang Qianxiu still wanted to talk, but Hu Jin'e's voice came from the back room: "You guys... let's go..."

This sentence was almost pleading. How disappointed my mother was to say this!

When Zhang Qianxiu heard his mother's words, tears flowed in an instant, he reached out and wiped it away, and took out a thousand yuan from his pocket, wanting to give it to his father.

Zhang Aibing slapped all the money to the ground, and said mockingly: "It's a great money, but we can't sell it, so take it away!"

Zhang Qianxiu bent down to pick up the money on the ground, then put it under the eaves, and knelt down in front of his father: "Dad, I always thought I was doing the right thing. What I care about is the quality of my family, not reputation."

"I think reputation is secondary. As long as the parents are good and the sister is good, then this family is good."

"It's because the son is not filial, and it's blocking you and your mother."

Zhang Aibing looked at his son who was kneeling on the ground, with mixed feelings in his heart, and finally only spit out one word from his mouth: "Go..."

Zhang Qianxiu said loudly towards the room: "Mom, my son will come back to see you in two days!"

After speaking, Zhang Qianxiu stood up, arranged the things on the floor, put them under the eaves, and said to his sister: "Sister, let's go!"

Zhang Lanmei stood up with tears in her eyes: "Dad, don't be angry. You see your brother grow up, what kind of person he is, you know, now that your brother can make money, he will definitely make you live a good life."

Zhang Aibing didn't say a word.

When Zhang Qianxiu and Zhang Lanmei got in the car and left, Zhang Aibing's eyes burst into tears: "The reputation is ruined, how can I live a good life? I can't raise my head..."

This may be the different concepts of the two generations.

Zhang Aibing directly sat down on the threshold, took out the cigarette, and smoked his head.

After a while, Hu Jin'e came out from the inside, his face was pale, and the whole person looked a little weak. He couldn't help wiping tears when he picked up the money on the ground and the things his children bought.