Lin Qiuru nodded slightly; she hoped more than anyone else that Cheng Xiaokui would get the spot.
But will it really go to Cheng Xiao Kui? Thinking about those outstanding educated youth, it seems that no matter who gets the spot, it's unlikely to go to Cheng Xiao Kui.
The next morning, Cheng Xiaokui still rode her bicycle in the dark to the county town to sell potato chips.
More and more people in the county town know about her potato chip stall, and more and more customers are coming back. Now, no matter how many potato chips and sweet potato chips Lin Qiuru makes, Cheng Xiaokui can sell them all.
In order to earn more money as quickly as possible, she brought more goods than before. In the morning, she sold potato chips at the entrance of the movie theater, and at noon, she rushed to the school gate to sell potato chips during the school dismissal time.
Heaven knows that selling goods at the school gate was faster than selling them at the movie theater entrance in the morning.
After all, it's a weekday, and there aren't that many people at the movie theater entrance; it's mostly staff from nearby factories, shops, and government offices who buy things from her.
Students' purchasing power is stronger than that of the average person, regardless of the era.
No one should suffer, but children should not suffer. Parents are reluctant to eat, but if the child nags a bit, they will take out two cents to let the child buy something delicious.
Lin Qiuru watched as Cheng Xiaokui brought back more and more money, from a little over two yuan at the beginning to more than five yuan later, and now she can earn more than ten yuan a day.
The stacks of money in her package grew to 180 yuan in less than a month.
While the whole family ate dinner that evening, she sat on the edge of the bed counting the money one bill at a time.
Lin Qiuru said, "My God, so much money... I've never held so much money in my hands in my entire life."
Cheng Xiaokui said with a smile, "We've already taken it now, haven't we? We'll take even more in the future! This money is almost enough for us to go back to the capital."
The train ticket costs 1.2 yuan. The two children are free, so our train tickets cost 2.4 yuan.
When we leave, let's take some boiled eggs, flatbread, braised meat, and potato chips with us; we can sell them along the way.
She figured that potato chips weren't heavy, but they took up too much space, so she couldn't bring too many, but carrying two bags of potato chips wouldn't be a problem.
Lin Qiuru nodded and said, "A train ticket costs 2.4 yuan. If you weren't selling potato chips, you wouldn't even have 40 cents, let alone 2 yuan."
The issue of quotas for returning to the city hasn't been finalized yet. The deadline is fast approaching, and I wonder what the village chief and the Party Secretary are thinking.
Cheng Xiao Kui said, "Don't worry, we'll decide tonight! I'm going to Uncle's house right now."
She got off the kang (a heated brick bed), put on her shoes, and then took out the braised meat pancake she had bought from the willow basket. She had bought an extra one today.
Lin Qiuru said, "You're not thinking of giving the village chief a gift, are you? The village chief doesn't accept such things! He's an upright and honest person, not the kind of person with bad character."
Cheng Xiaokui said, "It's precisely because he's upright and honest that I need to bring this thing. Otherwise, this spot wouldn't have fallen into my lap."
She smiled and waved to Lin Qiuru before running out the door.
Lin Qiuru picked at her ears with her hand, almost thinking she had misheard.
Why does this sound so illogical to her?!
What exactly does Cheng Xiao Kui mean?
Xiaolongbao tugged at his grandmother's arm and asked, "Grandma, can Xiaokui really get a spot? Can we really go back to the capital?"
He stared at Lin Qiuru expectantly, hoping for a positive answer.
Lin Qiuru sighed and said, "Who knows? If your mother can't get it, I'll go to the village chief's house tomorrow and kneel down to beg him to get this spot back for your mother."
She had prepared for the worst; at worst, she would go to the village chief and the families of those educated youth one by one, kneel before them, and kowtow to them, asking them to give the spot to Cheng Xiao Kui.
As long as these educated youths voluntarily choose not to return to the city, then the spot will definitely go to Cheng Xiao Kui.
What does her old face matter for Cheng Xiao Kui?
Her only regret now is that her son didn't see the changes in Cheng Xiao Kui.
If Cheng Xiao Kui had become like she is now earlier, perhaps the two of them wouldn't have gotten divorced...
Cheng Xiaokui, carrying two paper bags wrapped in yellow straw, banged on the village chief's door.
She called out, "Third Uncle, Third Aunt, it's me!"
The gate to the village chief's house opened, and the dilapidated wooden door creaked open, with two corners missing.
Cheng Xiaokui sighed inwardly, thinking how wonderful it was to be a grassroots leader in this era. They truly only thought of everyone and never sought any personal gain.
If they had squeezed even a little bit of money out of the brigade, their wooden doors wouldn't be in such bad shape.
Third Aunt looked at Cheng Xiao Kui and asked in surprise, "Xiao Kui, what brings you here?"
She looked Cheng Xiao Kui up and down. Cheng Xiao Kui was always nowhere to be found when it came to work; she would run off to play before dawn and only come back after dark.
However, she has a man supporting her, and Si Muyang would occasionally send 5 yuan back to Cheng Xiao Kui as living expenses.
Cheng Xiao Kui said, "I've come to find my third uncle."
Without waiting for her third aunt to speak, she walked towards the main house on her own.
The village chief hadn't finished his meal yet. He was smoking his pipe in silence, feeling utterly helpless. Who should get this spot?
It turned out they had planned to give the award to Zhang Weidong, who had performed the best.
But who would have thought that Zhang Weidong would do such a thing? Even if Cheng Xiaokui is not good, what Zhang Weidong did was still wrong.
Therefore, this spot must not be given to Zhang Weidong under any circumstances.
But all the educated youth were eagerly eyeing this spot to return to the city, and he worried so much that a few more wrinkles appeared on his forehead.
Cheng Xiao Kui walked in and called out, "Third Uncle, I've come to see you."
The village chief glanced at Cheng Xiao Kui, then snorted and said, "You came to see me, or did you come for a spot to return to the city? Don't think I don't know what you're up to!"
Do you know that the villagers haven't made things too difficult for you because of your mother-in-law?!
The Si family is in deep trouble! How did they end up with such an unlucky daughter-in-law? You've completely disgraced the Si family!
Cheng Xiao Kui naturally placed the things she was carrying on the table.
She said, "Yes, I also think that my husband's family was very unlucky to have married me as their daughter-in-law."
I guess whichever family I marry into will be unlucky, or whichever village I stay in will be unlucky.
Actually, I came to see you not about the quota for returning to the city. Such a good thing is unlikely to come my way!
My ex-husband divorced me, and I've been thinking about it a lot. Who could a woman like me marry?! What family would want to marry me?
Third Aunt snorted and said, "Isn't that right? A woman with such a bad reputation, who would want you? You're divorced but still living at your husband's house. How dare you?"
"It's only because your mother-in-law has a good temper that she lets you live in the house. If it were me, I would have kicked you out long ago."
Cheng Xiao Kui nodded and said, "You're absolutely right. I also feel it's not good to keep living at my in-laws' house. So, I've decided to marry your son and live with you!"
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