September 14, 1980, sunny! Another week has passed.
Wan Feng got on the tractor bound for the county town, carrying a bag of clothes in one hand, like a refugee fleeing famine.
Fortunately, he first built a brick and tile factory in Wahou, and then contacted the largest construction company in the county. The most wise thing was that he hired a tractor, otherwise it would be a hassle for him to go back and forth to the county.
I'd probably be exhausted if I just rode a bicycle.
Xiao Jun has been following the car for almost twenty years now, and his body has become stronger. Now at noon and in the afternoon, when the car comes back and reaches the front of the depression, Yang Hong gets off the car and goes home, throws the tractor to him and asks him to drive to the brick factory.
This way he saved himself the trouble of climbing over the mountain to get home for dinner.
Yang Hong didn't come with these two heavy trucks. After loading the trucks at the brick factory, Xiao Jun drove out of the factory. Yang Hong was waiting at the Waqian team headquarters on the side of Waqian Road.
The lazier I get, the lazier I become. I guess in a few days, when this guy returns with his truck empty, I'll be able to sit in the truck bed and look at women on the road.
Wan Feng and Xiao Jun sat on the truck bed and chatted.
"How far has your loli girlfriend seduced you?"
"Hehe, now she often comes to my house to wait for me after school, calling me brother so sweetly."
"Have you told her that she will be your daughter-in-law in the future?"
"I'm not as shameless as you, but she wants to be my wife when she grows up, because she has good food to eat."
Wan Feng sighed heavily, "It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over! Another flower of our motherland is about to fall into the mouths of tigers and wolves."
"Hey, hey! I didn't even dare to touch her hand."
"That's right. If you touch her hand, you'll want to touch her face. If you touch her face, you'll want to hug her. Then you'll want to touch her horn, and then you'll want to touch her valley..."
"Wait a minute, what are these horns and valleys?"
"Haha, let her tell you when she grows up."
Wan Feng left Xiao Jun with a difficult problem. The problem about the horn and the river valley was enough to give him a headache.
When he arrived at the street, he first followed the fixed procedure to hand over the goods to Xin Li, and then carried the clothes to his godmother Bai Liyun's house.
This time Wan Feng's luck was not so good. Zhou Binghua was at home and was waiting for him on purpose.
Huaer saw that there was more white than black in his eyes.
"Where are the clothes you promised me?"
"Not done well!" Wan Feng answered without thinking.
"Ah! It's been more than two weeks and you haven't finished it yet. I think you haven't done it at all."
Bai Liyun came over and said, "Go play somewhere else, you little bitch. Do you still have any shame? I'll take it if I touch you."
"He promised, but he doesn't keep his word."
"It's really not done yet. I designed a new dress for you with a lapel and a cinch waist. This is the first time we've made this style, so naturally it's a bit slow. And as you can see, we can't finish all the clothes for your mother's friends. We still have four sets left to make."
Wan Feng had already decided to make Hua'er the same dress that Luan Feng had used to trick her sister. Luan Ying didn't dare wear it because of her large breasts, and as for Hua'er...
Wan Feng stole a glance at Hua'er's chest. She had none of Luan Ying's worries.
The twelve sets of clothes made for the wives of the officials were taken out one by one and placed neatly on the kang.
"Godmother, I sent eight sets last time, and this time I sent twelve sets. Twenty sets have been completed now. The remaining four sets will not be ready until Wednesday. I'll see if there's anything going on. I'll send them to you this afternoon."
"No! Even if you have something to do on Wednesday, bring it to me. I'm already annoyed by these bitches. I want to ask me ten times."
Wan Feng laughed heartily: "Thank you for your hard work, godmother. How about I give you a back massage?"
"Come on, I'm busy. I haven't finished making clothes for these sluts yet, and their men are here too."
Bai Liyun went into the inner room and brought out the box that she had brought out before.
"Thirty-three suits. Godmother asked you for thirty-five yuan a piece, a total of one thousand one hundred and fifty-five yuan. Here are the money and the measurements."
Bai Liyun asked him for five yuan more for each set, so thirty-three sets came to one hundred and sixty-five yuan.
Wan Feng took the money and measurements without hesitation.
Turning around and seeing Hua'er still pouting, he went up to her and said, "If you smile, I'll give you something good."
"Don't laugh!"
"Not laughing? If you agree, then I'll give it to you, my godmother."
Wan Feng turned around and took out a box, tore it open and took out a white electronic watch. After adjusting the time and date with a few clicks, he put it on Bai Liyun's wrist.
"Godmother, Sister Huaer doesn't want it, so I'll give it to you."
Zhou Bingde brought this thing back with him, so Bai Liyun naturally knew how much it cost.
"Oh, kid, such an expensive thing..."
"Godmother, it's pointless to talk about how much money we have. We were originally going to give it to one of them, but since she won't laugh, forget it."
Hua'er's eyes turned green. She ran over and snatched the electronic watch from Bai Liyun's hand like a tiger pouncing on its prey.
"You little bitch, you want to break your mother's hand?"
Huaer proudly put the electronic watch on her hand, her mouth wide open with a smile.
"You're not laughing, are you? You can't wear it for nothing. If any colleagues in your factory want to buy one, you can refer them here. It's not for nothing. If you sell one, I'll give you a two-dollar commission. Do you understand?"
Can you make money by introducing products to sell?
"So how much does this thing cost?"
"The minimum is forty-five. If you buy more than five at once, it can be reduced to forty yuan."
Bai Liyun asked him for an extra 165 yuan, and he took out 10 yuan of the cost of the product as a favor, so it was a profitable deal no matter how you looked at it.
"I think our salary is not enough."
"You can't say that. Just because you're a leaky spoon doesn't mean others are leaking spoons too. There are many women who can do this."
Hua'er's eyelids fluttered again: "Are you and I a colander?"
"You're not a colander? Sister Hua'er, I'm not trying to discourage you, but it's not easy for a colander like you to get married in the future. A discerning man won't marry a woman who's a spendthrift."
Hua Er was furious: "How dare you call me a spendthrift woman?"
"do not you?"
"I'm not!" Flower roared.
"That's fine. There are still five months until the Chinese New Year. How much do you earn a little over 30 yuan a month?"
Hua'er rolled her eyes a few times: "Thirty-eight."
"So by the end of the year you should have a salary of 190 yuan. Since you don't pay any money home and your family provides you with food and lodging, you shouldn't need to spend anything. If you can save 150 yuan by the end of the year, I'll admit you're a woman who knows how to manage. If you don't, don't blame me! A good woman will save at least 170 yuan out of 190 yuan."
Hua Er said stubbornly: "It's just 150. I can definitely save it up."
"Haha, if you can save 150 yuan by the end of the year, I'll give you a tape recorder and a dynamic tape. But you have to give me the 150 yuan, don't you agree?"
One hundred and fifty for a tape recorder? Impossible!
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