After all, Li Changke is an outsider.
Even her own granddaughter was treated harshly. Qu Songsheng didn't believe that Mrs. Qu could be very generous!
However, he guessed wrong.
That night, when Li Changke returned home and opened the red envelope, he found a brand new fifty-cent note inside.
Fifty cents!
This was the largest sum of New Year's money he had ever received since he grew up.
Now a pound of pork costs only 90 cents on the market, and 50 cents can buy half a pound of meat.
"Grandma Qu..."
Holding the fifty-cent note, tears welled up in Li Changke's eyes.
Time flies, and more than two months have passed in the blink of an eye.
In the past two months, Li Changke has been going to Qu's house from time to time.
It’s just that I see Old Lady Qu and Qu Yingying more often, and Qu Songsheng and his wife less often.
Qu Songsheng had no time to care about him. The whole family was busy preparing for the business.
After the thaw at the beginning of spring, thousands of migrant workers arrived at the river behind Quwan Village overnight.
They came in groups, carrying shoulder poles, shovels, and bamboo baskets... to dig the river.
Qu Songsheng and his wife, who had been well prepared, placed the cart on the most conspicuous river beach on the first day of the river work.
At one end of the cart was a steaming charcoal stove, and in a large iron pot simmered a thick, milky-white bone broth, complete with cabbage, radish, tofu, and occasionally bits of pork skin and shredded pork.
At the other end of the cart is a large pancake maker. The pancakes, about a foot wide and an inch thick, are golden brown on both sides and smell fragrant.
Between the pancake pot and the soup pot is the dough board and the side dishes. There are chopped green onions, garlic, and cilantro, large pieces of braised pork and eggs, and stir-fried shredded green peppers and potatoes...
Behind the cart was a square table, a jar of pickled vegetables, and several wooden benches.
A small food stall will do.
It seems that Qu Songsheng and his wife are actually planning to do business at the river construction site.
The villagers sneered at him and said, "How stupid! Everyone who comes to work here is from nearby. Who doesn't have any food? Why would we eat his food?"
Even Old Man Qu couldn't help but curse: "What a mess! Cars, meat, and cakes. He's in debt after all this trouble. Will he and his wife cry..."
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