Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Mrs. Song came to her youngest son's house just to talk to Song Nian about this matter.

As long as no one cares about it, she will definitely continue to trade.

But not necessarily do this.

There is so much more that can be done.

Even the old man sold firewood for more than 20 yuan.

Not only selling head flowers, but also shepherd's purse, water celery, small roots and garlic. Soon these will grow out of the fields. If you take them to the city while they are fresh and tender, they will be sold for nothing even if they cost a dime a basket.

As for wages, the least valuable thing for rural people is labor and time.

She said to Sun Jinrong: "Let's not talk about Mo Ji's past. I didn't come to your house to play, I came to talk to you about business. You should think about it carefully these days. Do you want to follow your family as an individual or are you ready to do it?" Workers, if you want to be an individual, go back to Erdaohe Village and let's work together. If you want to be a worker, you will definitely not be able to get involved in the business at home. Or you can go home and let Song Nian work in the lumber factory by himself. Anyway, you can discuss it when Song Nian comes back later."

Over there, Lian Xiang and Xia Guilan also said that the satchel was sold out and they had to go pick wild vegetables or collect firewood.

Song Liang said, "The land you and Song Nian shared is with us. Now it is being converted into paddy fields. You should also consider whether to work as a temporary worker in the city or return to the village."

Several people started talking about it.

Brothers settle accounts clearly.

Talk ugly things first, otherwise it will be easy for brothers to turn against each other in the future.

In the past, it was fine if the land belonged to the collective, and if you didn't work, you would get no work points. But now, the land is also divided, and who will get what is harvested has to be decided in advance. This has to be discussed in advance.

When Song Nian got off work, he was shocked by the Song family members who were all in the yard.

After knowing something, I really started thinking about it seriously.

Song Yunuan, on the other hand, led Huzi to a nearby supply and marketing cooperative.

When she came back, the meal was already ready at home.

A large bowl of egg stew, a large bowl of pepper shredded pork stew, and two large basins of water to hang noodles.

Nowadays, that is the standard for entertaining distinguished guests.

Sun Jinrong spent a lot of money today, and even went to his neighbor's house to borrow three kilograms of dried noodles.

There is nothing unbalanced about her.

My mother-in-law is not biased either. There are two paths before her and her husband. You can choose either way.

Mrs. Song was quite satisfied. The day before yesterday, Song Nian went to the art troupe to give Tingting food, and she also gave Apo boiled eggs, steamed buns and pickles.

This is okay, you don’t need to send it every day, it’s just a thought.

After all, looking at them like this, life is very tight.

Although Sun Jinrong was jealous today, he didn't say anything.

When Song Nian came back, they discussed the land issue, and then Sun Jinrong went to buy meat, eggs, and prepare meals.

Anyway, there was no fighting or fighting, and the atmosphere was pretty good.

Song Yunuan bought Huzi a pound of chicken cakes and a homework book and ten pencils.

Unexpectedly, Huzi scored a double hundred in the exam.

After entering the house, Song Yunuan said that this was a reward for Hu Zi.

So proud of Song Nian, and then he made up his mind to stay in the city for the sake of his children. I have to say that the schools in the city are good.

Mrs. Song said: "You are right to think so, but it is not easy for you, a temporary worker, to become a regular worker, and your life is not easy. If you want to point to your family to help, that is not possible. Anyway, you have thought about it, and you can't say anything to the city. If we live here and take advantage of our family, if my bowl of water is not balanced, our family will not live a good life. "

Song Nian immediately expressed his position: "Mom, don't worry, Jin Rong and I have figured it out. We will grow the land at home for you, we don't want it."

"We don't have much labor at home, and the land we are allocated is not very good, but there are still tasks up there, waiting for the autumn harvest. If there is more left, each of us will take half."

Mrs. Song had already discussed this with the old man.

Song Yunuan didn't like to eat noodles, but liked to eat hand-rolled noodles. Sun Jinrong specially made a piece of noodles for her and waited for Song Yunuan to come back and roll the noodles for her.

Mrs. Song didn't understand how delicious the noodles were.

Song Yunuan advocated not getting involved in these matters at home. She was a child, so she had to eat and drink.

My aunt has strong hands, and the flour nowadays is generally sticky to the teeth, but she put a little salt and an egg in it, and the noodles she rolled out are very strong.

She was only given a large bowl of it, and Song Yunuan ate it all.

After eating, the Song family prepared to walk back to Erdaohe.

As soon as they left the city, they saw a carriage parked not far away. It was Lao Songtou who drove the carriage to pick them up.

Good guy, there are three children sitting in the car.

Old Songtou cooked for the children, ready-made two-pack bread and egg soup. Everyone also got a piece of yellow peach and half a piece of chicken cake, and they were all full.

It was Chu Zizhou who told Old Song to pick him up, so he used the carriage from the brigade headquarters and paid fifty cents.

Old Songtou also asked the old lady whether he should get a carriage at home. If possible, he would go and think about a pony. As for the bicycle frame, Lao Songtou, who is not in a hurry and knows carpentry, is clever and handy. He still has wood accumulated at home and can make it himself.

As for how much it was sold for, no one mentioned it.

When we got home, it was time to settle accounts and keep accounts.

It sold for 502 yuan yesterday and 1,409 yuan today.

Deposit 1,000 yuan into the savings bank.

Excluding the 50 yuan given to Sun Jinrong and the 100 yuan for Xiaonuan's bicycle, there are still 761 yuan in hand.

At this time, all the men in the Song family went out to work. Old Song returned the carriage and brought some fresh fish and shrimp to Chu Zizhou.

There were only four women from the Song family in the room at this time.

This was done by them, so naturally it was their decision.

Before the old lady could say anything, Lian Xiang immediately expressed her loyalty: "Mom, sister-in-law, and Xiao Nuan, I really don't have any opinions here. I just follow the arrangements."

She finally saw it through.

As long as you obey and follow, you will have meat to eat.

If she had second thoughts, the old lady would stop playing with her immediately.

Besides, the old lady knew what she was going to say even before she opened her mouth.

Not to mention that Xiao Nuan must have a share, even if the majority of the share goes to Xiao Nuan, she has nothing to say.

Without Xiao Nuan, there would be no money at all.

She must understand this clearly.

Mrs. Song was satisfied with Lian Xiang's attitude and said to Song Yunuan who was about to run away: "I'll tell you when we go out to play later. You will get 40% of the money. Your mother, me, and your second aunt will be together for the time being." We each have 20%..."

Mrs. Song had obviously thought about it a long time ago.

Song Yunuan nodded: "That's okay. We will continue to sell it. We will work separately tomorrow and discuss the details in the evening. By the way, this is the passbook. There is 1,000 yuan in it."

Song Yunuan took out the bankbook and gave it to Mrs. Song. The old lady was mentally prepared, but her excited heart and trembling hands proved that she was not actually calm.

Before it reaches a certain scale, it’s good to earn a few points like this.

Then the money was divided.

Song Yunuan pays 300 yuan, and everyone else pays 150 yuan.

In addition to the 44 yuan from last week, it is a fraction of 55 yuan, which is all left in the old lady's place.

As for needlework and other things, after all, there are still a lot of satchels and hairpins in the house.

The old lady sighed that her life was like a dream.

Song Yunuan didn't say anything about giving her money to the old lady and Xia Guilan. Although she was a child, she could just get used to it.

The main thing is the convenience of having money in hand.

Happy New Year~