Reborn In The ’80s to Raise Cubs

This Xu Sanwazi!

It will even be forced to sell!

Xu Zhao hurriedly stepped forward and said sorry to the four middle-aged women, then dragged Xu Fan to the shade of the tree, and was about to scold Xu Fan, but the four middle-aged women came over, and one of them was a slender woman. One step, the voice asked gently: "Is it really selling popsicles?"

Xu Zhao immediately smiled and replied, "Yes, do you need to buy a popsicle?"

It's rare to meet such a clean and polite guy these days. It makes me feel happy. The woman asked, "How did you sell it?"

"Three cents a piece." Xu Zhao replied.

"Then give me four sticks to taste first."

"What flavor do you want?"

"Are there more flavors of popsicles?" The woman felt very novel.

"Well, I have six flavors: corn flavor, green leaf flavor, red bean flavor, milk flavor, original flavor, and soy milk flavor."

This is fresh.

The woman immediately said, "Then give me one of the same, six."

"Row."

The woman didn't even haggle the price. After paying for it, she turned around and walked into the steel mill with three other middle-aged women.

Xu Zhao had a little doubt in his heart, and somehow felt that these four middle-aged women didn't seem to be here to buy popsicles, but he couldn't tell what they were like. However, the steel mill sold six sticks before they got off work. omen.

Xu Zhao continued to wait for the steel mill to get off work.

Xu Fan shouted at this time, "Dad."

Xu Zhao looked down at Xu Fan.

Xu Fan raised his face, looking for praise, and asked, "Dad, was I good just now?"

What can Xu Zhao say?

Of course, it is to praise Xu Fan!

Xu Fan was so proud of being praised, he sat on the root of the tree with his calf smothered, and the popsicle did not prevent him from speaking, and Xiaozui kept talking.

Xu Zhao looked at Xu Fan and asked, "Xu Fan, are you tired?"

Xu Fan replied, "I'm not tired."

"I'm asking if you're tired of talking?"

"Why are you tired of talking?"

"...Then you continue to speak."

"Okay, Dad."

"…"

"dad."

"…"

"Dad, look, that aunt is here again just now." Xu Fan's little finger pointed to the door of the steel factory.

Xu Zhao followed and looked, and what he saw was not four middle-aged women, but a woman who had just come to buy a popsicle.

The woman walked straight towards Xu Zhao.

Xu Zhao immediately stood up to greet him.

"Boy, do you still have popsicles?" the woman asked.

"Yes." Xu Zhao replied.

"How many roots are there?"

"Also, two hundred and thirteen."

"Sell it to me."

Xu Zhao looked surprised.

The woman smiled and explained the reason to Xu Zhao. Today, the steel plant prevented employees from getting heatstroke and started to provide high temperature benefits. The woman planned to go to the county town with the section chief to buy popsicles, but Xu Fan stopped them and forced them to sell them before leaving the factory. She was a woman who was married and had a child. She had a lot of maternal love. She was immediately attracted to Xu Fan, so she bought Xu Zhao's popsicles to try.

As soon as I tasted it, I fell in love with the taste, so the section chief asked the woman to come over and buy all Xu Zhao's popsicles for the front-line employees to prevent heatstroke and cool down.

After Xu Zhao heard it, he suddenly understood why he thought that women didn't seem to be buying popsicles, but they wanted to buy them. For a moment, Xu Zhao's brain was running fast and he didn't make a sound.

The woman asked, "Can you sell it all to us?"

"Yes, yes, but it's quite heavy, eldest sister, so let me help you move the popsicles into the factory."

"That couldn't be better."

The woman smiled, and her good impression of Xu Zhao deepened again.

Then the woman was walking.

Xu Zhao followed behind with a foam box.

The last one was Xu Fan, who was walking quickly with short legs.

The three entered the steel mill together, and Xu Zhao praised the woman sweetly all the way, and asked the woman about the situation of the steel mill. There are many benefits to being good-looking and having a sweet mouth. After a while, Xu Zhao not only knew the situation of the steel mill, but also the woman's condition. The name is also known.

The woman's name is Yang Yun, a clerk in the steel mill.

Xu Zhao called her Sister Yun.

After arriving at Sister Yun's office, Xu Zhao received a full six yuan and thirty-nine cents. This is the first time he made so much money based on his ability. He thanked Sister Yun and said, "Sister Yun, this popsicle. Put the box here first, and I'll pick it up tomorrow, otherwise there won't be room for so many popsicles."

"Won't you delay your use?" Sister Yun asked back.

"Don't delay, there are still at home." Actually not.

Sister Yun said with a smile, "That's fine, but no one will take you, so you won't be able to enter the steel mill."

That's what I've been waiting for.

Xu Zhao looked at Sister Yun and asked, "What should I do? Without the box, the popsicles are easy to melt."

Sister Yun thought for a while and said, "Well, I'll give you a pass. Tomorrow, you will come in with the pass and exchange the pass for the box, don't you think?"

"Success, success, of course, Sister Yun, you are such a nice person!"

Everyone likes to be praised, especially by handsome young men.

Sister Yun immediately smiled and raised her eyebrows and said, "Go back quickly, it's a hot day, don't suffer from heat stroke."

Xu Zhao smiled and said, "Well, Sister Yun, you are busy, bye."

Standing beside Xu Zhao's leg, Xu Fan, like a parrot, said, "Goodbye, Sister Yun."

It made Sister Yun amused.

Xu Zhao said to Xu Fan sternly, "You can't call Sister Yun, aunt or auntie."

Xu Fan shouted, "Goodbye Auntie."

An aunt-like smile appeared on Sister Yun's face, and she secretly admired that this father and son are so good-looking. She has lived for more than 40 years. This is the first time she has seen such a good-looking person. Even if they wear shabby clothes, the father and son are clean Net, polite, will come things, it is so flattering!

Sister Yun bids Xu Zhao and Xu Fan farewell with her eyes.

Xu Zhao hugged Xu Fan and walked out of the steel mill excitedly, came to the shade of a tree, put Xu Fan down, and then squatted in front of Xu Fan, staring straight at Xu Fan.

Xu Fan asked blankly, "Dad, what are you looking at me for?"

Without saying a word, Xu Zhao held Xu Fan's little face, gave him a kiss, and said happily, "Son, you are awesome!"

Xu Fan was embarrassed at first, and then he didn't care about the reason. Anyway, his father kissed him, and he was happy and waved his little hand back and forth.

"Son, you are awesome!" Xu Zhao said again.

Xu Fan happily followed: "Dad, I'm great!"

"Yes, it's great!" Xu Zhao happily kissed Xu Fan again.

Xu Fan hugged Xu Zhao's neck and giggled.

While smiling, Cui Qingfeng came over and asked suspiciously, "Xu Zhao, where's the foam box?"

Xu Zhao stood up and replied, "It's a gift."

The foam box was not worth much, so Cui Qingfeng asked, "What about the popsicles?"

"Sold out."

"Sold out? Bullshit."

"No nonsense, if you don't believe me, ask us Sanwazi." Xu Zhao touched Xu Fan's little face.

"Sold out!" Xu Fan pointed to the steel mill and said, "It's sold to the auntie inside."

Xu Fan would not lie.

Cui Qingfeng immediately opened his eyes wide and asked, "Really?"

Xu Zhao smiled and replied, "Really."

"How did you sell it?"

"Xu Fan sold it."

"Xu Fan?"

Xu Zhao pulled Cui Qingfeng under the shade of a tree and told Cui Qingfeng what happened.

Cui Qingfeng asked in surprise, "Is it true?"

"Really." Xu Zhao took out six yuan and thirty nine cents.

Only then did Cui Qingfeng truly believe it.

Xu Zhao explained: "Actually, it's a coincidence. The high temperature has recently started. As a state-owned enterprise, steel mills, in order to show the good of socialism, will pay festival fees during the New Year. In order to reward all employees, I applied for high temperature benefits to the top, which also approved it.

"The steel mill originally wanted to give money to employees, but there are always many employees who would not buy popsicles and ice water to cool off the heat in order to save money. It is proposed to send popsicles, which is not only considerate and cost-saving, but also reflects the humaneness of the enterprise.

"Today is the first time this system has been implemented. The section chiefs and clerks personally inspected the market and started ordering popsicles. Then they were rushed by Xu Fan without thinking. They just got this opportunity and sold out all at once."

Sold out at once!

Cui Qingfeng's heart surged when he heard it, and he pulled Xu Fan over and kissed him fiercely.

Xu Fan wiped his face with his hands in disgust.

Cui Qingfeng also kissed Xu Fan excitedly, Xu Fan quickly covered his face with his small hands, not allowing him to kiss.

Xu Zhao laughed out loud.

After Cui Qingfeng laughed along, he asked excitedly, "So, starting from tomorrow, we can send them popsicles every day?"

Xu Zhao said, "It's not."

Cui Qingfeng smiled stiffly: "Why?"

Xu Zhao continued: "Our appearance today is just a coincidence for them. Maybe tomorrow he plans to visit other popsicle factories and the like, and then stop eating our popsicles."

"what is it now?"

"We've got to put some effort into seizing this opportunity."

"Why catch?"

Xu Zhao looked at Cui Qingfeng and said solemnly, "I haven't thought of it yet."

Cui Qingfeng: "…"

Xu Zhao added: "But don't worry, I will try my best to seize this opportunity."

"Well, Xu Zhao, I believe in you!"

Cui Qingfeng now really admires Xu Zhao, whether it is his personality, his behavior, his brain, or his looks, he admires Xu Zhao everywhere, and Xu Zhao has almost become a god-like existence in his heart.

After returning home, Cui Qing told his father and mother Cui about selling 400 popsicles in the morning.

Father Cui almost sat up happily.

Mother Cui went directly to the vegetable market with the basket, cut a whole catty of pork and half a chicken, cooked a portion of braised pork, a portion of roasted chicken with potatoes, a portion of roasted beans, and cooked a vegetable and tofu soup, which was then steamed. A pot of fragrant white rice can be said to be very rich, especially for the poor Xu family, it is simply delicious.

As soon as the dishes were served, Xu Fan began to salivate.

Xu Zhao said, "Xu Fan, Harazi."

Xu Fan quickly slapped his mouth and spit out his saliva.

Mother Cui quickly brought a piece of braised pork to Xu Fan when she saw it.

Xu Fan looked at the braised pork in the bowl, his eyes glowed, and he immediately reached out to grab it.

Xu Zhao said, "Use a spoon."

Mother Cui smiled and said, "It's okay, just grab it with your hand, the spoon is inconvenient, Xu Fan, grab it with your hand."

Xu Fan looked at Xu Zhao.

Xu Zhao nodded.

Xu Fan grabbed the braised pork with his little hands and stuffed it into his mouth, the tender gravy and oily water instantly covered Xu Fan's red mouth, and Xu Fan, who tasted the aroma of the meat, smiled happily and healed, and said, "Wow, good. Wow delicious."

Mother Cui smiled.

Cui Qingfeng and Cui's father also laughed.

Xu Zhao looked at Xu Fan, who was eating meat, and smiled knowingly, hoping that Xu Fan would not be so skinny.

Not long after the meal, the second batch of 200 popsicles was frozen.

Xu Zhaogang and Cui Qingfeng finished packing, and when they looked down, they found that Xu Fan was dozing off while hugging his thigh, and his little head was little by little, looking very cute.

"Can you fall asleep?" Cui Qingfeng said with a smile.

"It's like this for children, can I put you to sleep on the bed?" Xu Zhao picked up Xu Fan and asked.

"Row."

After putting Xu Fan on Cui Qingfeng's bed to sleep, Xu Zhao and Cui Qingfeng went to the intersection to sell popsicles. Just like yesterday, they arrived at the intersection at 2:30, just when everyone went to work together. When selling popsicles, they all buy one to refresh themselves, and there are many repeat customers.

Xu Zhao and Cui Qingfeng were selling popsicles together when they suddenly saw a familiar figure.

The author has something to say:

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-small theater-

Author: Sanwazi, some people say that you are a bird.

Xu Fan: No, I'm showing little dicks.

Xu Zhao: ==!