Chapter 4: 【Sprouts of business】
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"Why, do you think I'm as idle as you?" The expression is not serious and rigid, but it doesn't mean that you are arrogant. After all, you have been used to this tone of voice for so many years, and you will not be able to change it for a while.
"That's not what I meant." Xu Ning raised her face and smiled sweetly at grandma: "I just want grandma to cut my hair. It's a bit long."
Yu Chunhua doesn’t want to see her granddaughter have such long hair. Now in the countryside, except in winter, other times are very busy, even if it’s not the kind of busy farming work, but now every family has their own land. Carrying a **** every day, wandering around the field to weed the weeds, who has the spare time to comb the hair of the children at home all year round.
It's just that the daughter-in-law thinks girls look good with long hair, and she doesn't bother too much. Now that Xu Ning says she wants to cut her hair, the old lady has no objection.
Cut it, cut it, it has grown to the bottom, like a ponytail, reserved as a sweeping broom?
"All cut? Tomboy heads?" Yu Chunhua began to brush the pot. She must wash her hair first. Besides, this girl has not washed her hair for two weeks since she was ill, and she is terribly dirty.
Xu Ning was choked for a while, and then hurriedly said: "Don't be a tomboy, just cut it to me here."
Bian said she turned around and gestured on her back.
Upon seeing this, Yu Chunhua snorted to express her understanding.
When Xu Ning was dying, because of the pressure of life and the torture of physical illness, her hair had fallen out very thin. Now she is at a very young age, and coupled with her mother’s relationship, her hair is dark and dense, of course because there are nearly two. I didn't wash my hair last week and I can't see it now.
Adding half a pot of water to the pot, Yu Chunhua went to the yard to pick up dry wood. Seeing her grandma go out, Xu Ning hurriedly got up and walked to the stove, thinking whether the water in the space could come out. It was almost fairy water. After drinking it, it’s good for your body. It must be okay to wash your hair, right?
To her surprise, she just thought about it, and saw the clear and cool water flowing into the pot along her fingers.
She was a little worried before, but now it seems that Xiao Zhong's child is really right, but now think about it, that little girl has not been born yet, it seems that she was born after 1995.
Xiao Zhong and Huahua are Xu Ning’s last cares and thoughts when she passed away. She was almost a character that everyone hated in her last life. Only these two children have treated her very sincerely in the last few years, with colds and fevers. They both visited and delivered medicine, and even on their birthdays each year, the two would cooperate to buy her clothes and gifts, and cook for her in her cramped small rental house to celebrate her birthday.
After Yu Chunhua came back, Xu Ning was already sitting at the small dining table to eat again.
"Grandma, the pickles you made are really delicious." Xu Ning praised.
"Don't eat too much if you are delicious, the old man Yao said that you have to avoid it, but don't get sick again. It is not easy for your parents to make money. Don't let you be alone." Yu Chunhua reprimanded.
"Hey, I know, just eat two." Her squinted smile looked very good, like Xu Jianjun, or like Yu Chunhua when she was young.
This may be the reason why Yu Chunhua is not disgusted because Xu Ning is a baby girl. She looks like her when she was young. She naturally hopes that Xu Ning can live better in the future, at least better than her.
"You die girl, lazy and greedy, I really don't know who wants you in the future." She pressed the post in her heart, but her tone was still very aggressive.
Xu Ning smiled crisply and said: "No one wants me to rely on my grandmother for a lifetime, waiting for you by your side."
"At that time, I don't know who will serve whom." Yu Chunhua knelt down, drew the sparks in the stove, fiddled with it twice, and ignited and stuffed the firewood inside.
Xu Ning did not argue with her grandmother on this topic, thinking that the day after tomorrow is the market in the next village, it is better to wait until the market is over and start school.
"Grandma, do you still make other small pickles?" With the craftsmanship of making small pickles, it is too wasteful to eat them at home. If you make some occasionally, you can send them to the market and sell them. The school is in the village next door, only three to five minutes away from the market. She can also go to help at noon.
Yu Chunhua stuffed a piece of firewood into the stove, "These are not enough for you?"
"Enough, but I think that more people should try grandma's craftsmanship. We can sell them at the market." Although Xu Ning didn't study seriously, she knew she was wearing a floral skirt in the village at this age in her last life. Stinky, but she knows that private enterprises and self-employed businesses are beginning to sprout. After all, the supply and marketing cooperative of the village chief’s wife’s house is the most powerful proof. But it will be criticized.
At this time, it is estimated that the big cities have started to operate in full swing. They are remote villages. Now there are so few talents who have the idea of doing business, but they all leave the village and go to the big cities to find opportunities. .
Yu Chunhua was taken aback for a moment. She was not the kind of woman who just squatted at home and guarded her one-third of acre. She was even more assertive because of her husband's early death and the groups of children under her knees. When she heard her granddaughter's words, she didn't. A veto, after all, it's a good thing to make some pocket money, isn't it?
"You are speculative." The old lady said.
Xu Ning laughed and said, "No, you didn't see that all the village supply and marketing cooperatives became the village chief's house? And our teacher said, now the state has begun to vigorously support private enterprises and self-employed businesses, besides, we just meet the market When you go to the market to sell some pickles from your home, you can earn three yuan and five yuan at a time."
"Can you earn three or five yuan?" Yu Chunhua's eyes lit up. One episode in five days, wouldn't it make dozens of dollars a month? This is not a small number.
Xu Jianjun’s current salary is 120 yuan a month, and Qin Xuejuan only has less than 50 yuan a month. After all, Qin Xuejuan sits in her village to answer the phone. It’s easy, and all three meals a day are at home. Eat, there is no one in the village branch office. You can eat snacks, or chat with the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the village. It is simply not too comfortable.
For the job of answering the phone, there were a lot of female educated youths who were vying for it, but in the end it fell into the hands of Qin Xuejuan. Although many female educated youths knew that this was due to Xu Jianjun’s relationship, they were not too jealous. At that time, there were not few people who said something incongruous behind her, but Qin Xuejuan later gave them the quota for returning to the city several times. They did not say that Qin Xuejuan was not behind her, but they were all grateful and even gloating.
Maybe some people think that Qin Xuejuan should be here to answer the phone for a lifetime. With a husband and children, even if he returns to the city in the future, it is unlikely that he will find a good family for her remarriage.
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"Why, do you think I'm as idle as you?" The expression is not serious and rigid, but it doesn't mean that you are arrogant. After all, you have been used to this tone of voice for so many years, and you will not be able to change it for a while.
"That's not what I meant." Xu Ning raised her face and smiled sweetly at grandma: "I just want grandma to cut my hair. It's a bit long."
Yu Chunhua doesn’t want to see her granddaughter have such long hair. Now in the countryside, except in winter, other times are very busy, even if it’s not the kind of busy farming work, but now every family has their own land. Carrying a **** every day, wandering around the field to weed the weeds, who has the spare time to comb the hair of the children at home all year round.
It's just that the daughter-in-law thinks girls look good with long hair, and she doesn't bother too much. Now that Xu Ning says she wants to cut her hair, the old lady has no objection.
Cut it, cut it, it has grown to the bottom, like a ponytail, reserved as a sweeping broom?
"All cut? Tomboy heads?" Yu Chunhua began to brush the pot. She must wash her hair first. Besides, this girl has not washed her hair for two weeks since she was ill, and she is terribly dirty.
Xu Ning was choked for a while, and then hurriedly said: "Don't be a tomboy, just cut it to me here."
Bian said she turned around and gestured on her back.
Upon seeing this, Yu Chunhua snorted to express her understanding.
When Xu Ning was dying, because of the pressure of life and the torture of physical illness, her hair had fallen out very thin. Now she is at a very young age, and coupled with her mother’s relationship, her hair is dark and dense, of course because there are nearly two. I didn't wash my hair last week and I can't see it now.
Adding half a pot of water to the pot, Yu Chunhua went to the yard to pick up dry wood. Seeing her grandma go out, Xu Ning hurriedly got up and walked to the stove, thinking whether the water in the space could come out. It was almost fairy water. After drinking it, it’s good for your body. It must be okay to wash your hair, right?
To her surprise, she just thought about it, and saw the clear and cool water flowing into the pot along her fingers.
She was a little worried before, but now it seems that Xiao Zhong's child is really right, but now think about it, that little girl has not been born yet, it seems that she was born after 1995.
Xiao Zhong and Huahua are Xu Ning’s last cares and thoughts when she passed away. She was almost a character that everyone hated in her last life. Only these two children have treated her very sincerely in the last few years, with colds and fevers. They both visited and delivered medicine, and even on their birthdays each year, the two would cooperate to buy her clothes and gifts, and cook for her in her cramped small rental house to celebrate her birthday.
After Yu Chunhua came back, Xu Ning was already sitting at the small dining table to eat again.
"Grandma, the pickles you made are really delicious." Xu Ning praised.
"Don't eat too much if you are delicious, the old man Yao said that you have to avoid it, but don't get sick again. It is not easy for your parents to make money. Don't let you be alone." Yu Chunhua reprimanded.
"Hey, I know, just eat two." Her squinted smile looked very good, like Xu Jianjun, or like Yu Chunhua when she was young.
This may be the reason why Yu Chunhua is not disgusted because Xu Ning is a baby girl. She looks like her when she was young. She naturally hopes that Xu Ning can live better in the future, at least better than her.
"You die girl, lazy and greedy, I really don't know who wants you in the future." She pressed the post in her heart, but her tone was still very aggressive.
Xu Ning smiled crisply and said: "No one wants me to rely on my grandmother for a lifetime, waiting for you by your side."
"At that time, I don't know who will serve whom." Yu Chunhua knelt down, drew the sparks in the stove, fiddled with it twice, and ignited and stuffed the firewood inside.
Xu Ning did not argue with her grandmother on this topic, thinking that the day after tomorrow is the market in the next village, it is better to wait until the market is over and start school.
"Grandma, do you still make other small pickles?" With the craftsmanship of making small pickles, it is too wasteful to eat them at home. If you make some occasionally, you can send them to the market and sell them. The school is in the village next door, only three to five minutes away from the market. She can also go to help at noon.
Yu Chunhua stuffed a piece of firewood into the stove, "These are not enough for you?"
"Enough, but I think that more people should try grandma's craftsmanship. We can sell them at the market." Although Xu Ning didn't study seriously, she knew she was wearing a floral skirt in the village at this age in her last life. Stinky, but she knows that private enterprises and self-employed businesses are beginning to sprout. After all, the supply and marketing cooperative of the village chief’s wife’s house is the most powerful proof. But it will be criticized.
At this time, it is estimated that the big cities have started to operate in full swing. They are remote villages. Now there are so few talents who have the idea of doing business, but they all leave the village and go to the big cities to find opportunities. .
Yu Chunhua was taken aback for a moment. She was not the kind of woman who just squatted at home and guarded her one-third of acre. She was even more assertive because of her husband's early death and the groups of children under her knees. When she heard her granddaughter's words, she didn't. A veto, after all, it's a good thing to make some pocket money, isn't it?
"You are speculative." The old lady said.
Xu Ning laughed and said, "No, you didn't see that all the village supply and marketing cooperatives became the village chief's house? And our teacher said, now the state has begun to vigorously support private enterprises and self-employed businesses, besides, we just meet the market When you go to the market to sell some pickles from your home, you can earn three yuan and five yuan at a time."
"Can you earn three or five yuan?" Yu Chunhua's eyes lit up. One episode in five days, wouldn't it make dozens of dollars a month? This is not a small number.
Xu Jianjun’s current salary is 120 yuan a month, and Qin Xuejuan only has less than 50 yuan a month. After all, Qin Xuejuan sits in her village to answer the phone. It’s easy, and all three meals a day are at home. Eat, there is no one in the village branch office. You can eat snacks, or chat with the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the village. It is simply not too comfortable.
For the job of answering the phone, there were a lot of female educated youths who were vying for it, but in the end it fell into the hands of Qin Xuejuan. Although many female educated youths knew that this was due to Xu Jianjun’s relationship, they were not too jealous. At that time, there were not few people who said something incongruous behind her, but Qin Xuejuan later gave them the quota for returning to the city several times. They did not say that Qin Xuejuan was not behind her, but they were all grateful and even gloating.
Maybe some people think that Qin Xuejuan should be here to answer the phone for a lifetime. With a husband and children, even if he returns to the city in the future, it is unlikely that he will find a good family for her remarriage.
－－－－－－Off-topic －－－－－－
Brother Zheng: [Knock on the table] Don't worry, I will see it soon.
ps: I usually publish on a regular basis, at midnight every day, there may be a delay of one or two minutes.
"Why, do you think I'm as idle as you?" The expression is not serious and rigid, but it doesn't mean that you are arrogant. After all, you have been used to this tone of voice for so many years, and you will not be able to change it for a while."That's not what I meant." Xu Ning raised her face and smiled sweetly at grandma: "I just want grandma to cut my hair. It's a bit long."Yu Chunhua doesn't want to see her granddaughter have such long hair. Now in the countryside, except in winter, other times are very busy, even if it's not the kind of busy farming work, but now every family has their own land. Carrying a **** every day, wandering around the field to weed the weeds, who has the spare time to comb the hair of the children at home all year round.It's just that the daughter-in-law thinks girls look good with long hair, and she doesn't bother too much. Now that Xu Ning says she wants to cut her hair, the old lady has no objection.Cut it, cut it, it has grown to the bottom, like a ponytail, reserved as a sweeping broom?"All cut? Tomboy heads?" Yu Chunhua began to brush the pot. She must wash her hair first. Besides, this girl has not washed her hair for two weeks since she was ill, and she is terribly dirty.Xu Ning was choked for a while, and then hurriedly said: "Don't be a tomboy, just cut it to me here."Bian said she turned around and gestured on her back.Upon seeing this, Yu Chunhua snorted to express her understanding.When Xu Ning was dying, because of the pressure of life and the torture of physical illness, her hair had fallen out very thin. Now she is at a very young age, and coupled with her mother's relationship, her hair is dark and dense, of course because there are nearly two. I didn't wash my hair last week and I can't see it now.Adding half a pot of water to the pot, Yu Chunhua went to the yard to pick up dry wood. Seeing her grandma go out, Xu Ning hurriedly got up and walked to the stove, thinking whether the water in the space could come out. It was almost fairy water. After drinking it, it's good for your body. It must be okay to wash your hair, right?To her surprise, she just thought about it, and saw the clear and cool water flowing into the pot along her fingers.She was a little worried before, but now it seems that Xiao Zhong's child is really right, but now think about it, that little girl has not been born yet, it seems that she was born after 1995.Xiao Zhong and Huahua are Xu Ning's last cares and thoughts when she passed away. She was almost a character that everyone hated in her last life. Only these two children have treated her very sincerely in the last few years, with colds and fevers. They both visited and delivered medicine, and even on their birthdays each year, the two would cooperate to buy her clothes and gifts, and cook for her in her cramped small rental house to celebrate her birthday.After Yu Chunhua came back, Xu Ning was already sitting at the small dining table to eat again."Grandma, the pickles you made are really delicious." Xu Ning praised."Don't eat too much if you are delicious, the old man Yao said that you have to avoid it, but don't get sick again. It is not easy for your parents to make money. Don't let you be alone." Yu Chunhua reprimanded."Hey, I know, just eat two." Her squinted smile looked very good, like Xu Jianjun, or like Yu Chunhua when she was young.This may be the reason why Yu Chunhua is not disgusted because Xu Ning is a baby girl. She looks like her when she was young. She naturally hopes that Xu Ning can live better in the future, at least better than her."You die girl, lazy and greedy, I really don't know who wants you in the future." She pressed the post in her heart, but her tone was still very aggressive.Xu Ning smiled crisply and said: "No one wants me to rely on my grandmother for a lifetime, waiting for you by your side.""At that time, I don't know who will serve whom." Yu Chunhua knelt down, drew the sparks in the stove, fiddled with it twice, and ignited and stuffed the firewood inside.Xu Ning did not argue with her grandmother on this topic, thinking that the day after tomorrow is the market in the next village, it is better to wait until the market is over and start school."Grandma, do you still make other small pickles?" With the craftsmanship of making small pickles, it is too wasteful to eat them at home. If you make some occasionally, you can send them to the market and sell them. The school is in the village next door, only three to five minutes away from the market. She can also go to help at noon.Yu Chunhua stuffed a piece of firewood into the stove, "These are not enough for you?""Enough, but I think that more people should try grandma's craftsmanship. We can sell them at the market." Although Xu Ning didn't study seriously, she knew she was wearing a floral skirt in the village at this age in her last life. Stinky, but she knows that private enterprises and self-employed businesses are beginning to sprout. After all, the supply and marketing cooperative of the village chief's wife's house is the most powerful proof. But it will be criticized.At this time, it is estimated that the big cities have started to operate in full swing. They are remote villages. Now there are so few talents who have the idea of doing business, but they all leave the village and go to the big cities to find opportunities. .Yu Chunhua was taken aback for a moment. She was not the kind of woman who just squatted at home and guarded her one-third of acre. She was even more assertive because of her husband's early death and the groups of children under her knees. When she heard her granddaughter's words, she didn't. A veto, after all, it's a good thing to make some pocket money, isn't it?"You are speculative." The old lady said.Xu Ning laughed and said, "No, you didn't see that all the village supply and marketing cooperatives became the village chief's house? And our teacher said, now the state has begun to vigorously support private enterprises and self-employed businesses, besides, we just meet the market When you go to the market to sell some pickles from your home, you can earn three yuan and five yuan at a time.""Can you earn three or five yuan?" Yu Chunhua's eyes lit up. One episode in five days, wouldn't it make dozens of dollars a month? This is not a small number.Xu Jianjun's current salary is 120 yuan a month, and Qin Xuejuan only has less than 50 yuan a month. After all, Qin Xuejuan sits in her village to answer the phone. It's easy, and all three meals a day are at home. Eat, there is no one in the village branch office. You can eat snacks, or chat with the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the village. It is simply not too comfortable.For the job of answering the phone, there were a lot of female educated youths who were vying for it, but in the end it fell into the hands of Qin Xuejuan. Although many female educated youths knew that this was due to Xu Jianjun's relationship, they were not too jealous. At that time, there were not few people who said something incongruous behind her, but Qin Xuejuan later gave them the quota for returning to the city several times. They did not say that Qin Xuejuan was not behind her, but they were all grateful and even gloating.Maybe some people think that Qin Xuejuan should be here to answer the phone for a lifetime. With a husband and children, even if he returns to the city in the future, it is unlikely that he will find a good family for her remarriage.Off-topic Brother Zheng: Knock on the table Don't worry, I will see it soon.ps: I usually publish on a regular basis, at midnight every day, there may be a delay of one or two minutes.
