Chapter 86: The Evil Stepmother in the Republic of China (Twenty-one) Please subscribe
Although he is at the bottom of society and does the hardest work, Wang Dali exudes a sense of strength.
This is the struggle of grassroots people. Although it is hard, it is so positive.
Gu Qingcheng was somewhat affected by Wang Dali's emotions, "Mr. Wang, you will surely be able to fulfill your long-cherished wish soon!"
Regardless of ancient or modern times, people who work hard and live positively are worthy of respect.
"Hey, sir, what's your name? I'm just a rickshaw driver."
Wang Dali scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled innocently, "Ms. Gu, if you don't mind, just call me Brother Wang."
"As for me, I have a customer who charters a car all year round. I have to pick him up in the morning and evening every day. But apart from these two times, I am free at other times."
"If you need a car when you go out, just call me."
"Also, my child's mother is very hardworking and clean. If you need any cleaning work at home, just come and ask her."
This guy is really hardworking and never forgets to attract business for his family.
Gu Qingcheng, however, admires such people very much.
It may seem a bit utilitarian, but there is no shame in making a living with your own abilities.
"Okay! Then I will trouble you two in the future!"
Gu Qingcheng was being polite when she said this, she really did need it.
You have to take a rickshaw to go out, and someone needs to do the chores at home until you hire a suitable maid.
She could try to get in touch with Wang Dali and his wife. If the couple were really reliable and did a good job, she would be willing to take care of them.
If they are not capable, then have less contact with them and just treat them as ordinary neighbors.
When we came out of the west courtyard, it was already dark.
Li Yaozong, whose hand was held by Gu Qingcheng, could hardly open his eyes.
Gu Qingcheng didn't dare to delay any longer and hurriedly took him home.
After washing up, Li Yaozong climbed onto the bed covered with brand new bedding.
As soon as his little head touched the pillow, he fell asleep.
The little guy was sleeping soundly with his little belly bulging and snoring.
"This kid is exhausted today!"
Gu Qingcheng covered Li Yaozong with a blanket, with heartache and a little guilt in her eyes.
She was only concerned with integrating into this world, but somewhat neglected Li Yaozong.
Some of this shouldn't happen.
She said that Li Yaozong was the "karma" she inherited from the original owner, and she should take good care of him.
Today, she has some——
"I'm sorry, kid. I was careless today. I won't do that again!"
And Gu Sanniang, don't worry, I will treat Li Yaozong as my own flesh and blood, raise him up, and cultivate him into a talent! Gu Qingcheng said silently in her heart.
Then, she felt as if some restraint on her soul had been released.
Something seemed to have separated from this body.
With the experience of the last mission, Gu Qingcheng knew that this was the remaining consciousness of the original owner.
It seems that his son Li Yaozong is the original owner's biggest concern.
Gu Qingcheng made a promise, and the original owner left with peace of mind.
"She's not a good person, but she's a good mother!"
Gu Qingcheng sighed deeply in her heart.
After tucking in the quilt for Li Yaozong, Gu Qingcheng picked up the kerosene lamp and came to the eight-immortals table in the outer room.
Sitting down at the table, Gu Qingcheng did not rush to read, but looked at the new lighting device, the kerosene lamp.
This is one of the "furniture" left by the landlord.
Kerosene lamps are different from candles, but they are similar to candles in some ways.
They all have a base and require cotton thread as a wick.
However, the kerosene lamp has a transparent cover that can block the wind and provide brighter light.
“This thing shouldn’t be cheap.”
Gu Qingcheng "muttered to herself".
She knew that the troublemaker would surely jump out to explain.
Sure enough, as soon as Gu Qingcheng finished speaking, the troublemaker came out, "Haha, Executor, you guessed wrong this time!"
"This kind of kerosene lamp doesn't cost any money. It's given to ordinary people for free by foreign companies."
Gu Qingcheng seemed to be thinking, "Free?"
There is nothing in the world that doesn't cost money.
The so-called free should have a bigger purpose.
"Yes! At the beginning, those foreign companies not only gave free kerosene lamps to the people, but also gave people free trials of the kerosene."
Huoshui hurriedly told Gu Qingcheng the historical knowledge he knew.
Gu Qingcheng thought about it for a moment and understood, "It is indeed a trick of the merchant."
The lamps are free, but the kerosene required costs money.
By using the word "free", they changed people's habit of using candles.
Once everyone gets used to using kerosene lamps, foreign companies will be able to make money by selling kerosene.
This is the long-term business that will last forever.
Gu Qingcheng has never lived in the future. If she had been replaced by Han Qiuyu, the heroine of the book, she would have said after knowing the story of the kerosene lamp: "Damn, isn't this the same routine as giving away printers and selling consumables in the future?"
Huoshui was a little depressed when he saw that Gu Qingcheng didn't continue to ask questions, "Have you figured out the trick?"
Gu Qingcheng curled the corners of her lips, "What's so hard to understand?"
She's not mentally retarded.
Huoshui: ...Although there is no evidence, it just feels that it is being despised.
Humph! How clever of you!
Huoshui angrily shrank back into the depths of his sea of consciousness and stopped chatting with Gu Qingcheng.
Her ears were quiet. Gu Qingcheng adjusted the brightness of the kerosene lamp according to the instructions given by Grandpa Zhu. Then she took out the books and newspapers borrowed from Editor Zhao and Mr. Xu and began to read quickly.
"Is this a collection of poetry? Or was it written by a warlord?"
It was already very late at night, and Gu Qingcheng was still reading.
She found a collection of poems, looked at the cover and preface, and couldn't help being a little surprised.
Aren’t the warlords of this era actually all illiterate and uncouth men?
With such curiosity, Gu Qingcheng opened the poetry collection.
Then she was shocked, "This, this is also a poem?"
See what others have written?
"There's always a pot boiling in Baotu Spring, but you can't steam steamed buns!"
Gu Qingcheng: ...
Well, during the day, she went to Baotu Spring under the guidance of two soldiers.
Three springs, bubbling and surging.
It's really a bit like boiling water.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
But, but——
Well, she misunderstood.
The warlords of this era are really fucking "magical".
After reading a bunch of nonsense limericks, even a lady from a noble family couldn't help but swear.
However, through such poetry collections, Gu Qingcheng gained a deeper understanding of the warlords from another perspective.
Putting down the poetry collection, Gu Qingcheng continued reading.
Until she faintly heard the night watchman outside, Gu Qingcheng silently counted the sounds and then put down the book, "It's already the fourth watch!"
Gu Qingcheng didn't continue staying up late.
There are a lot of books and time is tight, but she can't be too hasty.
After a simple wash and changing into loose clothes, Gu Qingcheng went to bed.
No words were spoken that night.
The next morning, the sun shone into the courtyard, and Gu Qingcheng and Li Yaozong woke up one after another.
Since there are no pots, pans, and other items at home, we still have to go out to eat breakfast.
As you exit the alley, you will see stalls selling breakfast.
Gu Qingcheng bought fried dough twists, soy milk, buns, etc., sat at the stall, and had a hearty meal with Li Yaozong.
Then, she saw Wang Dali coming back after picking up customers.
"Brother Wang, it's great. If you're not busy, take us to buy some things."
Gu Qingcheng greeted Wang Dali enthusiastically.
"Okay! No problem!"
Wang Dali sent the chartered passengers to work and went home to have a meal, when he happened to meet Gu Qingcheng.
He hastily swallowed the steamed bread made of three-grain flour in his mouth, gulped down a big gulp of water, and ran over happily.
"Ms. Gu, what do you want to buy?"
Wang Dali parked the car and asked Gu Qingcheng and Li Yaozong to sit down.
"We just moved here and we have nothing at home. We just want to buy some pots and pans and some food."
"Okay! There are a few shops in front of the university that sell these. I'll take you there."
Having pulled a rickshaw for several years, Wang Dali is very familiar with this area.
He wanted to keep Gu Qingcheng as a customer, so he helped very attentively.
The shop he took Gu Qingcheng to couldn't be said to have very good quality and low prices, but it wasn't a rip-off.
Wang Dali also helped to bargain.
Gu Qingcheng bought everything smoothly.
"Ms. Gu, I see that you are a noble person, and I don't think you would do such rough work."
"Do you need someone to light the fire and cook at home? My child's mother is quite good at cooking."
Wang Dali continued to solicit business for his family.
His eyes were quite sharp. When he saw Gu Qingcheng's slender and white hands, he knew that this person was not capable of working.
He also did not ignore the fact that he met Ms. Gu at the breakfast stall on his way home just now.
This person probably doesn't even know how to light a fire, so she brought her child out to eat.
"Okay, if Mrs. Wang is free, let her give it a try."
This time, Gu Qingcheng didn't say anything definite, she just said "let's try it".
Her meaning was very clear, she could take care of her neighbor's business, but it also depended on whether the other party was capable.
If it's unreliable, I'm sorry.
Although she has some money, she is not a sucker.
"Okay! Okay! Let my girl go to your place for a trial job. If she works out, you can hire her. If not, let her go."
Wang Dali was pulling the cart and couldn't pat his chest, but his words were very firm.
Wang Dali is really good at doing things.
He sent Gu Qingcheng home and helped her move things without Gu Qingcheng asking him to do so.
While moving things, he shouted at the top of his voice towards his home, "Mother! Mother! Come quickly!"
When Wang Dali's wife heard the noise, she hurried over from next door.
When she saw Wang Dali was carrying a huge blame, she immediately understood.
She wiped her hands and started working with her husband.
Gu Qingcheng: ...
This couple is really hardworking, and most importantly, they are very perceptive.
Wang Dali helped put the things down, said a few words to his wife, and then ran out to work again.
Mrs. Wang helped Gu Qingcheng clean the stove, wash the pots and dishes.
The stove was empty and there was no firewood in the yard.
She simply ran back to her home and brought back a bundle of firewood.
Light the fire, boil water, wash vegetables, cook, make soup, and steam buns.
In the small courtyard where Gu Qingcheng rented, smoke rose from the chimney on the roof...
The poem in the article is a masterpiece by Zhang Zongchang. His "poem" is really well written. If you are interested, you can search it and see how funny it is!
(End of this chapter)
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