When she was at her mother's house, she learned some skills of stewing dishes from her grandmother. The taste can't be said to be top-notch, but it's definitely not bad.
Also get some braised large intestines, braised pig ears, braised dried tofu, and the fried peanuts that men love to eat when drinking.
When the time comes, we will use a tattered cart to pull the products to the gates of the big factories in the county and sell them.
Those workers who have done physical labor all day, come home from get off work with a few coins in their pockets and smell the delicious food, who can resist having a bowl of it, and adding half a pound of braised food as a side dish?
The more Zhang Chunxue thought about it, the brighter her eyes became. This thing can be done!
Having made up his mind, Zhang Chunxue started to make preparations like a spinning top.
The first thing is transportation.
If you want to go to the county to sell things, you can't just carry them on your back. That would be exhausting.
It would be best to get a tricycle that you can ride on in the front and has a bucket in the back that is perfect for holding pots, pans, and ingredients.
Zhang Chunxue made up his mind that day.
She put Zhong Yuanyuan in a cloth bag against her chest, tucked it in carefully, locked the gate, and headed straight for town.
She remembered that there was a scrap recycling station in the town, and maybe she could find a half-old second-hand tricycle there.
When I arrived at the recycling station, I was hit by a mixed smell of rust and old things.
Zhang Chunxue covered her mouth and nose and found the person in charge.
"Comrade, I'm wondering if you have any old tricycles for sale?"
The person in charge was a skinny middle-aged man. He looked her up and down and waved his hand lazily.
"A tricycle? That's a rare thing!"
"Nowadays, everyone who has that stuff is either doing haulage or transporting goods. They treasure it! Even if it breaks, they'll continue to use it if they can fix it. Who would be willing to sell it as scrap?"
The manager's words were like a bucket of cold water that poured down on Zhang Chunxue's heart.
She didn't expect that she would get stuck just after taking the first step.
A hint of melancholy appeared on his face.
"Then... nothing at all? It's okay if it's a little broken, I can fix it myself." She was still a little unwilling.
The manager shook his head and said, "Really? No. If you want it, come back every now and then, just in case someone brings it."
It's the same as not saying anything.
Zhang Chunxue sighed and carried the child out of the recycling station.
Looking at the sky, I guess Zhong Yuanyuan must be hungry.
She simply went to the town hospital and found Zhou Mingli.
Zhou Mingli was wearing the white work clothes she had just been issued. Although she was just a cleaner, she looked much more energetic.
"Mom, why are you here?" Zhou Mingli was a little surprised.
"Yuanyuan is hungry, I brought her here to feed her." Zhang Chunxue said, and found a secluded corner, untied the cloth bag, and let Zhou Mingli feed the child.
Looking at her little granddaughter gulping down the milk, Zhang Chunxue's feeling of loss was suppressed again.
There are always more solutions than problems. As for the tricycle issue, I’ll think of a solution when I get back to the village.
After feeding the baby, Zhou Mingli had to go back to work. Zhang Chunxue said goodbye to her and prepared to return to the village.
Just as I reached the entrance of the town and was about to turn onto the dirt road leading to the village, I heard the crisp sound of a bicycle bell behind me.
“Ding-ling-ling——”
"Hey, isn't this Aunt Chunxue?" A young voice sounded.
Zhang Chunxue looked back and saw a young man in his early twenties, wearing a clean white shirt, riding a shiny 28-inch bicycle with a canvas briefcase hanging on the handlebars.
She recognized this man. He was an officer in the brigade headquarters. His surname was Zeng, and his name was Zeng Fan. Everyone called him Xiao Zeng. He was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old and was a very energetic young man.
"It's Xiao Zeng," Zhang Chunxue smiled, "Where are you going?"
Xiao Zeng got off his bicycle and said with a smile, "I'm going to the neighboring Lijia Village to deliver some documents. Aunt Chunxue, are you going back to the village? That's great! I'll give you a ride!"
These days, a bicycle is a precious thing, and it is a great honor to be able to ask someone to give you a ride.
Zhang Chunxue quickly thanked him: "Oh, thank you so much, Xiao Zeng! I'm carrying my child on my back."
"It's okay, auntie, just sit tight!" Xiao Zeng patted the back seat of the bicycle and motioned Zhang Chunxue to sit on it.
Zhang Chunxue carefully protected Zhong Yuanyuan on his back and sat on her sideways.
Xiao Zeng kicked his legs and the bicycle swayed onto the road.
The country roads are a bit bumpy, but they are much easier than walking.
Zhang Chunxue patted the child's little butt with one hand and gently held the back seat of the bicycle with the other.
On the way, she chatted with Xiao Zeng casually.
"Xiao Zeng, your bicycle is so new and shiny. It must have cost a lot of money, right?" Zhang Chunxue asked casually.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zeng immediately became excited, with a hint of pride in his tone.
"That's right, Aunt Chunxue! This 'Forever' ticket cost me one hundred and eighty dollars! And I had to ask someone for help to get it!"
He patted the handlebars and said, "I usually cherish it and polish it to a shine every day!"
One hundred and eighty! Zhang Chunxue was secretly shocked. This was enough for an ordinary family to eat for several years if they were frugal.
An idea struck her, and she asked, "Xiao Zeng, do you know if there's anyone in this town or nearby villages who sells old bicycles, or... old tricycles?"
Xiao Zeng scratched his head when he heard this.
"Old bicycles? I haven't paid much attention to them. Tricycles are even rarer, and those things are even more valuable than bicycles!"
He thought for a moment and then said, "But if you really want it, Auntie, I can help you find out. I'm at the brigade headquarters, I know a lot of people, and I'm well-informed."
"Oh, that's great! Thank you in advance, Xiao Zeng!" A glimmer of hope ignited in Zhang Chunxue's heart again.
The bicycle soon arrived at the entrance of the village where the Zhong family lived.
Zhang Chunxue got out of the car and felt a little light when his feet touched the ground.
"Xiao Zeng, I'm really sorry to bother you today. Thanks to you, otherwise it would take me a long time to walk with the child on my back." She thanked him sincerely.
Xiao Zeng smiled brightly and waved his hand: "Auntie, you are too polite! It's not a big deal."
He paused, as if remembering something, and continued, "Besides, Brother Song... that's Secretary Song. He's already greeted the people in our brigade headquarters."
"Brother Song said that it's not easy for Aunt Chunxue to raise a child alone. If there's anything we can do to help, please lend a hand."
The smile on Zhang Chunxue's face froze slightly when he heard the words "Brother Song".
She was stunned for a moment and looked at Xiao Zeng in surprise.
Song Xingzhi...he actually explained this matter to the people at the brigade headquarters?
When Zhang Chunxue returned home, she saw her eldest son Zhong Chengfa playing with mud in the corner of the yard with her little grandson Zhong Hongqing, looking timid.
The big and the small looked like two frightened quails.
The slight ripples in Zhang Chunxue's heart caused by Song Xingzhi were instantly wiped out by this disappointing son, and her anger suddenly rose up again.
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