Hao Li wanted to consider it seriously. What his uncle said made sense. Marriage is a major event in life and must be considered carefully.
But every time he thought about it, his mind would either be filled with Hua Yuanyuan's rolling eyes, her rosy lips, or that white finger...
After a day of training, I lay on the bed and all I could see were circles when I closed my eyes. But fortunately, I fell asleep while thinking about it.
Unconsciously, I was still imagining that in the future, if the two of us really became...
You have to wash yourself clean before going to bed, which seems to be a good idea.
In his previous marriage, the only time he spent with his wife was during the few days after their marriage.
He didn't blame her. The girl couldn't stand being alone at home and he didn't know when her husband would be back.
When he received the letter, he found an opportunity to ask for leave to go back and handle the divorce procedures. He asked, didn't you say before you got married that you could accept living apart? I also knew his situation, so why did you regret it?
The other party’s answer was heartbreaking, but very realistic.
Knowing is one thing, but when you really face it, you find that it is not possible.
Hao Li is afraid of getting married again. What if his wife regrets it?
He and Hua Yuanyuan don't seem to have this problem as she has already rented a house here.
Hao Li thought about these things when he had free time, and his training was not affected at all.
The guys under his command were in a miserable situation. Just when they found that they had just adapted to the intensity of the training and were not that far from becoming the battalion commander, the sad thing was that the battalion commander went crazy again for some unknown reason!
So the vicious cycle begins again.
Especially that frivolous look. You don't have to compete with me. I'm just practicing casually. Who can stand it?
Who can’t pretend?
Each of them thought they were competing with the battalion commander in dressing up and acting so calmly, which was so cool. We were just practicing casually, so we chased them with all our might, and we didn't believe it.
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Hua Youcai was a little impatient, but he couldn't let his daughter and son see it on his face.
My daughter has nothing to do, she just does what she should do.
I went on strike and didn't cook for three days, saying that it was to teach him a lesson, to make him remember it, and to take it easy when he wants to do something next time.
If I say I won’t cook, I won’t cook. I only move my mouth but never my hands.
While Hua Fangfang was cooking, she kept asking, "Sister, can you come over and see if I can put these in the oil?"
"Sister, can you see that the heat is almost right? Can we take it out of the pot?"
"Sister, can you taste the saltiness and see if you need to add some more salt?"
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Hua Yuanyuan suspected that the younger brother did it on purpose, just to annoy you, and was just waiting for her to say, "Okay, let me do it."
dream.
The rain was good, and the fields were full of people busy farming.
Hua Youcai, along with his daughter and son, planted wheat, cotton, corn, beans, peanuts, sesame...
I don't know how much it can produce, so I'll just plant a few and see.
The villagers here usually grow winter wheat. The Hua family now buys all their food from the villagers, so every household has surplus food.
As long as you have money, you can buy food. That's the good thing about the village.
It's not like in the city where you have to have a ticket.
There is a problem with spending money to buy food. Hua Youcai feels distressed and hopes that he won’t have to spend money to buy food after the food from his own fields is harvested.
He is a typical representative of old farmers who would rather save money than spend it.
After planting the land, Hua Youcai set his sights on the cabbages in the greenhouse.
After negotiating with my daughter for a few days, I finally convinced her to sell vegetables.
The vegetables grown in Hua Yuanyuan’s greenhouse are definitely for sale, but she thinks there is no need to grow the cabbages here, so she just eats them at home.
It’s not too late to sell them after the vegetables arrive in large quantities.
But Dad can't wait any longer.
Well, Hua Yuanyuan is a filial daughter, so she thought about doing some small business to earn some money to make her father happy.
After thinking about it all night, I decided what to do.
It is highly feasible and the cost is not high, and the wheat in the space can be utilized.
That means selling food at the school gate.
Hua Youcai and his son rode their bicycles, carrying half a basket of cabbages to the market to test the waters.
The effect was not very good. That day was the village market, and the people who went to the market were just like him. They only needed to have the cabbage and radishes at home, and they would not eat the vegetables they had to buy if they could avoid it.
Just as my daughter analyzed, the sales volume in the village is limited.
The best places to sell vegetables are the market in town or the housing estates in the city, or going door to door.
The vegetable vendor wanted to buy it, but the price was too low and Hua Youcai was reluctant to do so.
The price of pakchoy per pound is determined by Hua Youcai.
Cabbage and radishes are a few cents cheaper per pound, but they only have one portion of Chinese cabbage, so the price is ten cents per pound.
This is thanks to Hua Fangfang, as it is easier to settle the accounts if it is an integer.
Hua Yuanyuan worked in the fields for the whole morning. While the two men were away, she walked the soil and water in the space through the fields.
Lunch was ready when the two of them came back listlessly.
Upon asking, it turned out to be true. The total sales price was fifty cents.
Hua Fangfang didn’t even have breakfast. She was thinking about using the money from the sale to buy meat buns at the market.
Dad was still worried even though he didn't get to eat the meat buns.
Hua Youcai was worried that his daughter would not be able to sell the vegetables she grew, as her family would not be able to eat them all.
"Sister, this bun is really delicious."
"The ones stuffed with bok choy must be delicious."
"Dad, eat first and stop worrying. We can sell it."
What kind of era is this? When supplies are scarce, as long as you have goods, there is nothing you can't sell.
The reason you can’t sell your products is that your customer base is not accurate.
The farmers are extremely poor, how can they have any money?
You have to sell vegetables in the city, and only those who get paid can afford to buy them.
Of course, there are also poor people in the city, looking for jobs in large state-owned factories and government units with good wages and benefits...
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