Chapter 54 54 house in hand
Wang Xinfeng watched the elm branches get up, and rushed to meet them happily.
"Zhizhi woke up, hurry up, mom brought you hot water, wash and warm quickly, mom also steamed custard for you, eat more, you haven't eaten much these two days, and you've lost weight again, let's bear it Shinobu, when the house is settled, Mom will grow some small vegetables for you."
"Thank you, Mom, don't be so busy, I can do it myself, I can smell the smell of steamed buns, is the steamed buns ready?"
"Okay, okay, Zhizhi, if you want to eat, mom will get it."
"I want to eat one. Mom's steamed buns are delicious."
Wang Xinfeng was coaxed into elation: "Okay, wait. Ye Zi, come and help."
"Here we come," Sang Ye was so excited that she jumped up, wishing she would fly away and never come back. Anyway, as long as she is not allowed to do homework, she will be happy in whatever she does, and every minute she can delay is a minute.
Mulberry just watched Sang Ye do all kinds of small movements and thought carefully, and she was not in a hurry. Anyway, even if she made it to midnight, she would have to finish her homework today.
However, growing side dishes...
Mulberry thought of the bottle of water that Yuzhi gave him. He used a lot of drug research, but he didn't get any results. The results showed that it was just ordinary water.
It is used to grow vegetables, and if you study vegetables... you can try it.
Otherwise, the whole family seems to be worried about drinking directly.
Sang Ye helped to remove the half-person-high cage from the pot. The little girl looked delicate and pretty, but she was actually a big bastard, not afraid of being hot or heavy.
Wang Xinfeng borrowed the cage drawer and the big iron pot from the state-run restaurant early in the morning, so he gave up a bowl of breaded noodles.
However, the old lady has only been here for two days, and she has figured out the way here, and she is able to live a prosperous life.
Want to change one, the first time you live in a big city like the imperial capital, you may be too timid to go out the door.
Cage the pot, uncover the lid, and the aroma of the steamed bread is more intense, and the world is chaotically drilled.
Mulberry leaf ignored the heat and stuffed one into his mouth, which made Wang Xinfeng scold for a long time.
Mulberry leaf's hippie smile didn't care, and stuffed another one, it was so hot that he couldn't bear to vomit.
Wang Xinfeng was so angry, he went up to beat him with a firewood stick, and Sangye ran wildly, and the grandparent and grandson played chasing each other in the yard.
Mulberry slowly picked up two steamed buns and put them in a bowl, and served them to Yuzhi, then took one and sat at the door and ate it in small bites.
With clear black and white eyes, he calmly looked at Sang Ye trying to delay the time, well, he is not in a hurry, someone will always be in a hurry.
Yuzhi also ate and watched the excitement. Other people in the yard looked at the family, and they wanted to break each of them into ten, and ate the Wotou for ten days and a half months as snacks, and their teeth itched with hatred.
The gap between us is so big, and you say you are from the countryside, you are lying, the country people are so rich?
After Yuzhi finished eating, he got up to wash the dishes.
Mulberry's eyesight is bad and she is about to pick it up, but Yuzhi hides her: "Little Li, just obediently make your own. Mom will wash the two bowls by herself, so I won't be tired."
Mulberry frowned: "The water is cold."
Yuzhi smiled: "It's okay, there is hot water, don't worry."
Rubbing the boy's head with his hand, the son began to care about her, Yuzhi was very happy, and went to the sink with a smile.
The tips of Mulberry's ears turned suspiciously red, and when she touched the place where the elm twigs had been rubbed secretly, she always felt hot and soft.
After Yuzhi washed the dishes, she picked up the almost cold Wotou and put them in the box. Seeing that the grandparents and grandson were still running, she worried that Wang Xinfeng would be tired out, so she hurriedly called out: "Mom, come quickly, I need your help. .”
Wang Xinfeng glared at Sang Ye, turned around and ran towards Yu Zhi: "Come on, what is Zhi Zhi going to do, just tell mom, don't do this job, it will burn you carefully."
Yuzhi didn't make money with the old lady, so she asked her to **** the frame and move it into the house.
"I bought cloth yesterday and wanted to make clothes. I will draw two pictures for you. You can see if you can understand them. If you can understand them, follow them. If you don't understand, just ask me."
The old lady was nimble, and hid the nest box in twos and twos, warning the mulberry leaves not to steal, and took Yuzhi's hand with a smile: "Okay, mother who makes clothes is the best, Zhizhi just paints."
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law entered the house and sat on the kang to discuss clothes.
Sang Ye moved back regretfully, met Mulberry's half-smiling eyes, and suddenly felt her scalp tingling, she wanted to change her brother.
In the room, Yuzhi used a pencil to simply outline the figure, and with a few strokes, a prototype was formed.
Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Yuzhi is a city, she has been learning these for the first sixteen years.
In Huahua, he is especially good at stick figures. I haven't touched it for a long time, and I don't feel unfamiliar.
I’m still satisfied with my finished product, but it’s colorless, and it doesn’t look good, so I showed it to Wang Xinfeng: “Mom, take a look, can you understand?”
Wang Xinfeng is illiterate, so he has no problem reading pictures. He is quite talented and understands it at a glance.
"Understandable, this is the front placket, this is the splicing point, this is the size... right? Mom can't understand this size, Zhizhi, measure the width of mom's thumb and index finger, and then tell mom, how much does it take?" Mom will know the width."
The old lady didn't know numbers, and she guessed the money ticket by relying on the color of the picture on it.
The elm branch measured the old lady's hand according to the words. The old lady's palm was thicker than eight inches wide, an inch longer than the elm branch, and six inches long.
Afterwards, Yuzhi changed the size of the clothes to Wang Xinfeng's measurement method, and explained it to her.
The old lady understood immediately, and her memory is not bad.
"Mom understands, don't worry, I will definitely be able to do it well. The dress painted by Zhizhi is really beautiful, and it must be beautiful when it is made." As he spoke, he picked out a piece of fabric from Yuzhi's shopping.
"Use this piece to make it, this piece is the most suitable, and then use this material for splicing, what do Zhizhi think?"
Yuzhi was very surprised by Wang Xinfeng's talent. She has her own unique talent in color matching and style aesthetics. She nodded repeatedly: "Okay, mom is better than me. Mom is really good. Just do as you said, and it will definitely look good. .”
"Mom, I think so. Ye Zi and I went out yesterday and saw a lot of people secretly doing business. Although it is not very clear, but doing business must be liberalized sooner or later."
"So, I think we'll make more clothes and sell them when the time comes. Mom's craftsmanship is good, she's well-matched, she has a unique vision, and the clothes she makes look good. There are many rich people in the imperial capital, so I'm sure I can sell them for money."
Wang Xinfeng went out to buy vegetables in the past two days to get familiar with the surrounding area and the imperial capital, and he also saw those people secretly carrying burdens and pushing small carts to do business.
At first, I sweated for them, but after watching for two days, I found that everyone turned a blind eye, and those people made a lot of money.
It is said that they did it secretly, but no one caught them. It seems that they have really relaxed. Maybe it won't be long before the business can really be liberalized.
What Yuzhi said about selling clothes can definitely be done, that is, can her rural craftsmanship really work?
"Zhizhi, why don't we make clothes with good craftsmanship? Mom, I don't have confidence. What if others don't like it and don't buy it?"
"How could it be? Mom's craftsmanship is so good that others can't grab it. If someone really doesn't know the goods, we can wear them ourselves. It's not a loss anyway."
"Mom, do it. We will all go to school in the future. If you have nothing to do at home, you can do this. It's not just for money, you just pass the time."
"After selling the money, you save it. When you have time in the future, let's take the money to play and eat everywhere. Isn't it very beautiful?"
Wang Xinfeng was moved by Yuzhi's words, and said it funny: "This child, mother doesn't want money, he can really sell it. Give Zhizhi all the money, buy beautiful clothes and jewelry for Zhizhi, and go eat delicious food."
"Okay, we all buy it, the whole family buys it, anyway, the money is earned by Mom, so Mom spends it as she pleases. Our old lady is capable. She can farm and support her family in the countryside, and she can make clothes and sell them for money in big cities. Raise a family, live a good life wherever you go, envy others to death."
Wang Xinfeng was so amused that he laughed and said, "I haven't got the money yet, this girl, put a high hat on Mom. Okay, Mom will do it. Just paint Zhizhi, and Mom will do whatever she draws."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Mom."
"What's the hard work, mom is happy." Really happy.
When she came to the capital where she was not familiar with and where the prices were extremely high, Wang Xinfeng was in a panic. She was thinking about what to do every day to earn two dollars to subsidize the family. Yesterday, she saw that there were some scavenger pickers. She originally wanted to go together. .
I was worried that no one would take care of the family, so I thought about waiting for Yuzhi and the others to go to school before she went.
Now it’s better, there is work to do, although I don’t know if it will be possible, but it is also a hope.
It’s really impossible, she still has time to pick up the trash.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were so happy in the house, Sang Ye poked her brother: "Did you hear that, in this family, those two are relatives, and the three of us were picked up in the garbage dump."
Mulberry glanced at his sister expressionlessly: "It doesn't matter if you are a kiss or a pick-me-up, you can't finish your homework today, and you don't have to sleep. If you dare to leave it until tomorrow, I will double it for you. If it exceeds three days , I will ask for milk, and you will have no meat for at least three days. So, just delay, I am not in a hurry."
Sang Ye... If this dog brother pinches him to death, he will know how to anger her.
He poked the pencil bitterly, click, the refill broke, and a hole was poked in the book under the paper.
Sang Ye's heart skipped a beat, and she secretly thought that it was going to happen. Her brother loved books more than she loved her. Oh, no, her brother doesn't love her.
Eyeballs rolled and rolled, and finally came up with an excuse: "Brother, let me tell you, that person spent a lot of money when he went to the mall to buy things yesterday. After a while, his work will be tens of dollars. I see that the old man alone in our family must No, do you think we also want to make money?"
Sang Ye poignantly pulled out the book she was trying to hide from under Sang Ye's hand, thinking about Sang Ye's problem seriously.
Money must be earned, but they don't need to worry about it for the time being.
The black and white eyes looked at the five pages of the book, and they looked up quietly.
Sang Ye suddenly felt chills down her spine, trying to get away with a smirk: "Brother, do you have any ideas? Tell me, I'll do it, you don't need to do it, I will do all the rough and heavy work."
Sangshen snorted: "I think...let's issue another test paper."
Mulberry leaf...Brother Dog, no more, no more, I'm so annoying.
At noon, Sang Dazhuang came back in a hurry, saying that Qinglian had gone to see the child. The son in his forties was exactly the same as when she saw the gangster, and it was undoubtedly her child.
At the beginning, the gangster learned that a large family had nothing to do and was unwilling to have children from relatives and friends, so as not to involve too much in the future, he wanted to buy one from outside.
So as soon as his son was born, he sold it, and used the money from the sale to gamble. It's not far away, it's in the imperial capital, so it's easy to find.
These young Qinglian also searched for it herself, but she couldn't find it because she had no contacts, and because of her status, it was very difficult to find it without anyone to help her.
In addition, the big family suffered hardships not long after buying the child. The head of the big family died, and the family property was divided up by relatives and friends. No one cared about a child bought outside.
The child was fateful, he was thrown out of the city, and after several attempts, he was finally adopted by an ordinary family in the city. Although these years were poor, luckily he was alive.
When I arrived there today, when I saw someone, Qinglian didn’t say anything at that time, and after looking at it from a distance, she said that she would go back to go through the formalities of the house.
Sang Dazhuang and the others didn't ask her why they didn't recognize each other. This is their business, and their purpose is only the house.
The price has been negotiated, and the house can no longer be used. In fact, what I bought is a piece of land, and the asking price is 10,000.
It’s expensive and not expensive. After all, the location and prospects are there. If you have a little brains, you won’t sell if you don’t encounter problems.
Cheap is not cheap, how many people can spend 10,000 these days.
It can only be said that Sang Dazhuang is lucky and capable.
It cost 10,000 to buy a house, and at least 4,000 to 5,000 to build a house.
In the unfamiliar imperial capital, materials and labor are expensive. If it weren't for Li Gan, who is as fine as a person, it would be even more expensive.
Sang Dazhuang took the money and ran away with a bag of corn buns. He was really busy. He had to build the house before school started.
Yuzhi felt sorry for the man, and decided to bring out two dried fish to stew at night.
Opposite Imperial University, at the entrance of Huangjiao Hutong, Wan Zhanping was still sitting under the Huangjiao tree, watching the workers coming in and out to remove materials, clean up the waste, and the familiar strong bear commanding inside, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
This kid was really taken down, tsk, I didn't see it, the rough guy from the countryside has some skills, so he has to take care of him.
Sang Dazhuang held a steamed bun in his mouth and instructed the workers how to place the materials. These things were obtained with great effort, so don't be careless.
By the way, he walked over to the old man's side and stuffed a cornbread for him. The movements were very familiar, and he didn't treat the old man as an outsider at all: "Mr. To be idle is to be idle."
"Also, the Meng family is here, you give a squeak, don't worry, you old man, I won't let you go up and fight with others, just give me a squeak, lest I make a mistake people."
Wan Zhanping didn't eat the cornbread or throw it away, he was gasping for breath, this was the first time he met such an unkind brat at his age.
"You, you, you little bastard, who do you think I am, why should I show you the situation? You are a fool who wants me to do things for you, and you are blind." The gray beard curled up, Obviously very angry.
Thanks to Meow Xiaoyu for the golden step shaker
(end of this chapter)