Reborn In The ’80s to Raise Cubs

Cui Qingfeng still has doubts about "selling a thousand popsicles the day after tomorrow". One thousand popsicles cost 30 yuan, which is higher than a month's salary for urban workers. How could it be possible! However, looking at Xu Zhao's confident appearance, he felt that he could give it a try. Anyway, the cost was only seven yuan and fifty cents, and if he lost it, he would lose it. Who made Xu Zhao to be Xu Zhao!

Cui Qingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then it's all cost!"

Cui Qingfeng finally figured it out, and Xu Zhao smiled and said, "Okay, let's go buy the raw materials now."

"Buy it now!"

Cui Qingfeng rode a bicycle with Xu Zhao and Xu Fan. In addition to buying basic raw materials such as rice, glutinous rice, white sugar, pigment, milk powder, and mung beans, he also bought special raw materials such as red beans, corn, and soybeans, and added a few more. A popsicle mold, a foam box, a small cotton quilt, and popsicle paper. After buying it, when you return to Cui's house, you need to grind rice, glutinous rice, corn, and soybeans into powder.

So Cui Qingfeng took Xu Zhao and Xu Fan down several alleys, and finally found a pair of kilns, put rice, glutinous rice, corn, and soybeans into the stone kiln, hammered them into powder with a cobblestone hammer, and then used a flour sieve. Strain to a fine powder, so that it becomes the raw material for making specialty popsicles.

By the time all this was done, it was already dark.

Xu Zhao pushed Cui Qingfeng's bicycle out of Cui's house.

Cui Qingfeng repeatedly confessed: "Ride slowly."

Xu Zhao smiled and said, "Okay."

At the intersection, Xu Zhao carried Xu Fan to the front bar of the bicycle. He stepped on the pedals, ran twice, stretched his long legs, and stepped on the bicycle. After the front of the bike shook twice, the bicycle was running normally.

Cui Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Zhao turned a corner and rode towards Nanwan Village.

Xu Fan sat on the front bar and said excitedly, "Dad! You are amazing!"

"Where's it awesome?"

"You can ride a bike!"

Xu Zhao followed Xu Fan's thinking and said with a smile, "Dad is amazing, right?"

Xu Fan was very enthusiastic and said, "It's quite amazing!"

"Haha." Xu Zhao laughed out loud.

"Dad." Xu Fan shouted again.

"Ok?"

"Can I still have popsicles tomorrow?"

"do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat it, Dad, the popsicles you made are the best in the whole village." In fact, he wanted to say "worldwide", but the word "worldwide" didn't exist in his head. In his eyes, the whole village was equivalent to the whole universe. .

"Yes?"

"Ok."

"Then I'll give you something to eat tomorrow."

"Okay." Xu Fan was delighted and said, "Dad, bicycles are amazing too."

Xu Zhao asked, "Why is the bicycle so powerful?"

Xu Fan said crisply: "It can run, and it doesn't get tired after running for a long time."

"…right."

Xu Fan asked earnestly, "It still calls."

Xu Zhao asked inexplicably, "Call?"

"Well, jingle bells."

Khan, that's a bell, not a call, but Xu Zhao didn't correct Xu Fan, anyway, the world of a child should be like this.

Along the way, Xu Fan fully expressed his interest in bicycles. After returning to Xu's house, Xu Zhao parked his bicycle at the entrance of the thatched hut to make dinner. Son, the vacated rear wheel revolved, and he giggled happily, as if he were riding a bicycle.

"Xu Fan, you said you can't play with bicycles." Xu Zhao said in the kitchen.

"Oh."

"Also play?"

"Did not play."

"I said I didn't play." Xu Zhao came out with a bowl of rice and gave Xu Fan a deliberate look.

Xu Fan smiled at Xu Zhao.

"Go into the house for dinner." Xu Zhao couldn't help but said.

"Okay." Xu Fan quickly stood up, followed by a "hiss".

Xu Fan was stunned.

Xu Zhao also stayed.

The father and son looked at Xu Fan's trousers at the same time. The trousers pocket was hooked by a small iron piece on the stirrup, which directly tore Xu Fan's trousers from the trouser pocket to the bottom of his thigh.

Xu Fan's little **** was exposed.

Xu Zhao's mouth twitched instantly.

Xu Fan raised his eyes to look at Xu Zhao with a look of horror, and said, "The pants are torn."

Xu Zhao's whole person is not well.

Clothes are very precious in this era, especially when the Xu family is so poor. The tattered clothes on Xu Fan's body are still worn by Xu Dawa for Xu Erwa and Xu Erwa for Xu Fan. He carefully removed his trousers pocket from the car. The stirrup was removed, and his watery eyes looked at Xu Zhao timidly.

Xu Zhao said, "Come here."

Xu Fan said, "However."

"come over."

Xu Fan said timidly, "Dad, don't hit me."

"...I won't hit you."

The last time Xu Fan burned a hole in his shoe, the original Xu Zhao beat him.

Xu Fan said, "A liar is a puppy."

Xu Zhao nodded: "Well, come here, I won't hit you, the clothes are torn and we sew a seam."

"real?"

"Really, come here, come over to eat."

Xu Fan covered his little **** and slowly turned towards Xu Zhao, Xu Zhao raised his hand, and he blinked in horror.

Xu Zhao was so angry and funny, he pulled him to his side and said, "It's so big."

Xu Fan hummed honestly.

"Sew a seam."

"Ok."

"Take off and eat first."

"good."

Xu Fan ate dinner with his bare buttocks, and spoke very little all night. When Xu Zhao sewed his trousers crookedly with a needle and thread, he called out, "Dad."

Xu Zhao responded angrily, "What are you doing?"

"Dad, you sew very well."

"Come on, next time you break it, you won't be able to wear it."

"I'll be careful next time."

"Well, go to sleep."

Xu Fan obediently closed his eyes.

Xu Zhao sat in front of the kerosene lamp and looked at the little trousers on the table. They were so ugly. In fact, his hands had been pricked several times. Then he looked at the small cloth shoes by the bed. It was so thin that it was almost impossible to wear it. Looking at Xiao Xu Fan who was sleeping on the bed, it was really not easy to take care of a child.

However, after getting along these days, he really has deep feelings for Xu Fan, and he has long regarded Xu Fan as his closest person. He reached out and touched the eight yuan, sixty-eight cents in his trousers pocket, or he would give it to Xu tomorrow. Let's buy a new set of clothes, or wait until the day after tomorrow to make more money, not only buy two new clothes for Xu Fan, but also buy two new pairs of shoes to wear, then let the beauty-loving Xu Fan chatter. , and then you can buy new clothes yourself.

That's it!

Xu Zhao blew the kerosene lamp and went to bed.

Because there are bicycles, Xu Zhao and Xu Fan don't have to be as early as yesterday. When it was dawn, Xu Zhao dressed Xu Fan, only to find that the trousers he had stitched on Xu Fan's body seemed to have different lengths on the left and right trousers.

It's not like, it's really different.

Xu Zhao: "…"

Xu Fan didn't see it, he was still complacent that his pants were sewn, and because his father didn't beat him, his relationship with Xu Zhao was better.

"Dad, let's go."

"go."

Xu Zhao carried Xu Fan to the front bar of the bicycle and pushed the bicycle before leaving the hospital.

Xu Zuocheng and Xu Youcheng came out from the main room.

Xu Youcheng rubbed his eyes and said, "Brother, was that Xu Zhao just now?"

"It's Xu Zhao."

"He's pushing a bicycle."

"I saw."

Bicycles are a rarity. There are only two bicycles in Nanwan Village. One of them was distributed to the village committee. Able to ride, captain level is not enough.

"Where did Xu Zhao get the bicycle?" Xu Youcheng asked.

"have no idea."

"He's been up early and late at night. He won't do anything bad, right? It won't be stealing, will he?"

"Whether he stole it or robbed it, he would definitely not be able to do good things, so let him do it. Anyway, the family is separated from him, and he is a mess, so don't even try to slap us."

"right."

Xu Zuocheng and Xu Youcheng Bing planned to leave Xu Zhao far away, so as not to cause a fishy mess. After confirming the idea, they began to do farm work. At this time, Xu Zhao had already rode a bicycle to Cui Qingfeng's house. Cui Qingfeng made four hundred popsicles at once.

Three hours later, 400 popsicles were wrapped in popsicle paper and placed in foam boxes, one for 180 sticks, and the other for 220 sticks.

Xu Zhao gave Cui Qingfeng a box of 180 boxes.

Cui Qingfeng said: "You gave it wrong."

"Yes, you sell one hundred and eighteen, and I sell two hundred and two."

"You sell one hundred and eighteen, and I sell two hundred and two."

"You sell one hundred and eighteen, I'll sell two hundred and two!" Xu Zhao said firmly.

After several disputes, Cui Qingfeng lost to Xu Zhao, and then he used a bicycle to pull two boxes of popsicles and a chair. According to Xu Zhao, Xu Zhao, Xu Fan, popsicles, and chairs were sent to the shade next to the steel mill. Down.

Cui Qingfeng asked curiously, "Can you sell it here?"

Xu Zhao said, "Yes."

"But there's no one here."

"I haven't gotten off work yet."

"But-"

"Okay, it's getting late, you can go to the countryside."

Cui Qingfeng glanced at Xu Zhao, then looked at Xu Fan next to Xu Zhao's legs, and said, "That's fine, I'll come to you when I'm sold out."

"Okay, let's go."

Cui Qingfeng rode a bicycle away.

Xu Zhao sat on a big tree root in the shade.

Xu Fan sat next to Xu Zhao.

Xu Zhao glanced at Xu Fan's trousers. Uncle's, these trousers can't be worn anymore, and you can see the little dick.

Xu Fan seemed to feel it too, and hurriedly covered the chicken with his little hands.

Xu Zhao sweated and said, "When Dad makes money, I'll buy you new clothes, okay?"

Xu Fan said happily, "Okay, I'll help Dad make money."

"Okay, at that moment, you have to follow Dad to sell popsicles, don't run around."

"Yeah." Xu Fan nodded heavily.

Xu Zhao thought for a while, and then asked, "Can you sell popsicles?" No, he taught him.

Xu Fan immediately said, "I will, I will."

Xu Fan smiled and asked, "How could it be? Let's talk about it."

"I learned it from my dad, just asking people if they want to buy popsicles. The popsicles are sweet and delicious."

"Yeah, great, that's it."

Xu Fan said to his little finger, "Then, dad, can I eat one first?"

"…Can."

"I want to eat red beans. There are a lot of red beans on them."

"Row."

After Xu Fan got the popsicle, to prevent the chicks from disappearing, he sat on the root of the big tree with his legs slumped, instigating the popsicle in small mouthfuls. At this time, he heard the sound of the retractable door of the steel mill being opened, and then there were several middle-aged people. The woman came out of the factory, before Xu Zhao spoke, Xu Fan suddenly ran over with a popsicle in his hand, raised his face, and said in a milky voice, "Auntie, do you want to buy popsicles, the ones my dad sells? Sweet and yummy."

Several middle-aged women were stunned.

Xu Zhao broke into sweat immediately, saying that he was asking others if they wanted to buy popsicles, but he did not say that you should go to others and ask.