The first step in starting a business (after revision)

When he arrived at the village entrance, he met Zhao Guomin's mother. When he saw her walking with Zhao Guomin, his eyes became strange.

"Guomin, how come you, a grown man, don't know how to avoid suspicion?"

Although the words were spoken to Zhao Guomin, they were actually meant for Song Xiaojuan to hear.

Song Xiaojuan still had some good eyesight and took two steps forward: "You can go back by yourself."

He said hello to Zhao Guomin's mother and left quickly.

Just as he took a few steps, he heard Zhao Guomin's mother say from behind: "How many times have I told you! Don't have any contact with that girl! What did the villagers say? Don't you remember? Your third aunt is the matchmaker for you. She's the one who gave the cane. The girl is an elementary school teacher."

"I'm not interested. Don't worry about it." Zhao Guomin pushed the cart past Song Xiaojuan with a clanging sound.

Zhao Guomin's mother yelled at him from behind: "You spendthrift! I'm your mother, if I don't worry about you, who will?"

Song Xiaojuan shrugged her shoulders and quickened her pace. She and Zhao Guomin didn't talk much. They were not familiar with each other, so they just kept quiet.

She went every market day, originally wanting to check out the market and see if she could sell some clothes or something.

After looking at it several times, I found that children's clothing is selling well at the market. Everyone buys the cheap ones, and no one asks for the slightly more expensive ones. It seems that I can't go down the path of selling clothes.

It was mid-July when things got going again. A big "happy event" happened in the village that day: Zhao Wenhua got married.

The banquet in the village was quite "luxurious", and it was said that a video was even hired.

Song Xiaojuan didn't care about this matter at all, but someone was trying to stop her.

I went to the store to buy some soy sauce and met Zhao Wenhua's mother who was buying cigarettes. She was wearing a bright red dress that covered her fat body. From a distance, she looked like a red-haired pig.

When he saw Song Xiaojuan, he snorted: "His aunt, come to my house for a wedding banquet later. My in-laws brought back some wine and food from the city."

He glanced at Song Xiaojuan and said, "Some people aren't destined to be rich. They can't spend the money they extort well! Fortunately, my son has good eyesight."

Song Xiaojuan laughed: "Your son not only has good eyesight, but also good teeth. Otherwise, wouldn't he be able to eat soft rice?"

Song Xiaojuan had just finished preparing the soy sauce, so she took it and left when she heard Zhao Wenhua's mother howling behind her: "You're just jealous. You deserved it if Wenhua dumped you!"

When I got home, I found several people sitting at the door: "Juan'er, go get some soy sauce."

Typical of making small talk.

Song Xiaojuan: "Yes."

"Wenhua is married, and Third Aunt is introducing you to a potential partner. He's my nephew from my mother's side. He's a very energetic guy who knows how to manage a life. He's just a few years older than you. If you're interested, I'd like to arrange for you two to meet."

Song Xiaojuan smiled and said, "Thank you. I haven't thought about looking for it yet. Please don't worry."

When the other party heard Song Xiaojuan said she didn't need it, he got angry: "Juan'er, isn't it Auntie San who is saying this? You are so old, and you are still picky? Do you think they will hire you? Are you still counting on Guomin? Guomin has a formal job, who can hire you?"

Song Xiaojuan was confused. When did she point at Zhao Guomin? When did she start a new scandal?

"That's right. Seeing that your parents are gone and you have no milk, no one would care about you if they didn't feel sorry for you."

Song Xiaojuan took a deep breath. In fact, she ignored whatever these people said, but she couldn't tolerate it when they talked about her parents.

The original body's parents didn't run away, to be exact, they disappeared.

Her mother was an educated youth who went to the countryside. She never came back during the anti-city movement in 1980. Her father went to the city to look for someone and they have lost contact since then. She has no relatives here.

Her grandparents came here to escape famine and gave birth to her father's only son. She is the only one left in her generation and was originally cowardly.

Song Xiaojuan is not that kind of person.

"Aunt San, if you ask me, you have to rely on yourself to live your life, not on sympathy. Some children have been raised by their parents since they were young, but they still grow up to be bad, don't you think so, Aunt San?" Song Xiaojuan had a smile on her face, and every word she said touched people's hearts.

She didn't care what expression he gave her and turned around and went into the yard.

Since Song Xiaojuan came here, she discovered that there were fish in the small river in the village, and she has caught them several times in a row.

I went there again in the evening, only to find that my place had been occupied by someone else, and it was none other than Zhao Guomin.

The other person turned around, gave her a cold look, and turned away again.

Song Xiaojuan was a little confused about this man. He usually seemed quite humble, but then he would inadvertently bring out a bit of aloofness...arrogance...arrogance? She couldn't say for sure, but in any case, this man's performance was not his true self.

Song Xiaojuan minored in psychology in college and thought she was pretty good at judging people.

She went around to the other side to catch the fish.

She saw that there were still small crabs and crayfish in the river, but they were all under the rocks.

Song Xiaojuan rolled up her trouser legs and went directly into the water, tiptoeing to catch the little crab, but it turned out to be quite agile and ran directly towards Zhao Guomin.

Song Xiaojuan didn't care whether she was in the water or not. She started to chase after him. When she ran to Zhao Guomin, she stepped too hard and splashed water all over Zhao Guomin.

He had just caught a small fish, and Song Xiaojuan crushed it into pieces.

Of course, that's a bit of an exaggeration, but the fish were also crushed to death.

Time stands still.

Song Xiaojuan looked at Zhao Guomin and then at her feet, pursed her lips and said, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't see it. Let me wipe it for you." Then she used her sleeve to wipe the water off his face.

Zhao Guomin stepped back, frowning slightly: "No need."

Song Xiaojuan: ...

"Then... I'll accompany you to fish."

Zhao Guomin looked at her and narrowed his eyes slightly: "No need." Who the hell would do that for a fish?

He came here to get some peace and quiet. Today he told his family that he had quit his job as a police officer and was scolded to death.

He planned to start his own business and after investigating the "market", he found that fruit business was very profitable, so he wanted to try this route.

I'm just not familiar with the county town here. I looked at Song Xiaojuan thoughtfully.

Zhao Guomin spoke only when she finally caught the little crab.

"Have you ever been to the county town?"

"Are you going to... do something?" Song Xiaojuan asked after throwing the crabs into the bucket.

"Well, do you know where the fruit wholesale market is?"

Song Xiaojuan pursed her lips. What does this guy want to do?

"If you want to buy some fruit, they're sold at the market."

Zhao Guomin: "I buy wholesale."

Song Xiaojuan's mind raced, her expression unchanged: "I know. I'll take you there. Otherwise, you might not be able to find it."

Song Xiaojuan lied without blushing or beating her heart, and she didn't even know which way the wholesale market door faced.

But she had to tell this lie because Zhao Guomin touched her heart.

Zhao Guomin gave her an idea to make money: selling fruits.

The bodyguards are ready. With someone like Zhao Guomin following her, Song Xiaojuan is no longer afraid of being bullied by the fruit vendors.

After hearing this, Zhao Guomin felt that this girl was quite genuine.

"No need, just tell me where it is and I'll go there myself."

If she wants to know, what does it have to do with you, Zhao Guomin?

Song Xiaojuan lowered her head and rolled her eyes. When she looked up again, she had a gentle expression: "It's okay, I'll take you there. Otherwise, I'll stay alone in the village."

Zhao Guomin raised her hand and touched her neck. It seemed that she had a bad reputation because of her original body.

Ultimately, it was the original body's fault.

"The day after tomorrow?"

One of them dared to say it and the other dared to believe it, so they set a time.

On the day of departure, the two of them had a tacit understanding and got up very early.

Zhao Guomin was still wearing army green pants and a shirt.

Song Xiaojuan had a ponytail, a white short-sleeved shirt and black pants.

He looks very energetic.

When the minibus arrived, it was packed with people.

As soon as Song Xiaojuan went up, she almost vomited.

The car smelled like a mixture of sourness, sweat, and stinky feet.

Song Xiaojuan squeezed into a seat by the window.

Unfortunately, there was no place to hold on to, and she was about to fall if the car shook.

Suddenly, a pair of big hands held her shoulders. Song Xiaojuan turned around and saw that it was Zhao Guomin.

He held the roof of the car with one hand and used the other hand to hold Song Xiaojuan.

Maybe because they were too close, Song Xiaojuan sniffed and smelled the scent of laundry detergent on him, which seemed very fresh in this smelly car.

When the two arrived, it was almost ten o'clock.

As soon as Zhao Guomin got off the bus, he followed Song Xiaojuan, who circled around the coach inn several times.

Zhao Guomin’s brows were getting more and more furrowed.

"We've already circled this place three times." Zhao Guomin stared at Song Xiaojuan and said coldly.

"Well, I've been here before, but I forgot. I'll ask someone." Song Xiaojuan could only laugh.

Song Xiaojuan turned around and let out a breath. She didn't know that Zhao Guomin had such a good memory.

After asking, we found out that the fruit wholesale market was in Bajiazi. When we rushed over, there were not many people there.

People usually come to buy fruit in the morning.

Song Xiaojuan didn't want to return empty-handed, and so did Zhao Guomin, and the two of them had the same idea.

While staying in the hotel, Zhao Guomin thought about it and decided to pay her share, after all, she was helping him.

He can't neglect the money he should spend.

Song Xiaojuan thought that everyone should go their own way, after all, she came here with a purpose.

Seeing that she insisted on paying herself, Zhao Guomin didn't force her.

Song Xiaojuan thought that Zhao Guomin was quite open-minded and didn't look like someone from this era at all.

Zhao Guomin lay on the small single bed in the hotel and thought that Song Xiaojuan was quite flexible in her thinking, which was quite like girls nowadays.

Neither of them knew how much of an impact this little "cooperation" would have on them.