Chapter 37: Happy Face
Fang Mingche saw that Ah Yan was still so happy that she forgot that she was hungry.
Even Yan Yan was infected by her mother and was very happy. In addition to sitting and playing, she ran around nearby today, very happy!
The little one knows that money can buy things, and making money is a good thing.
Fang Mingche smiled and said, "Okay, let's eat."
He took the tin pot aside and continued to boil water on the stove.
Then he took out the lunch box with a cold towel, "Eat it while it's hot!"
The lunch box was full of white rice and meat.
There were tables and stools here, and the family of three gathered together to eat. It felt very warm.
If you can make money, you are not afraid of hard work.
When guests came to drink tea in the middle of the meal, Fang Mingche asked the guests to pour water and insert coins by themselves.
Nowadays, guests don't have any sense of "customers are God". They do it themselves very quickly and have enough food and clothing.
Moreover, they don't tamper with the change.
However, when the PLA soldiers were changing shifts, Fang Mingche would pour hot tea and offer it to them.
It was not easy to stand in the cold wind for several hours.
He made more than one yuan from 11:30 to 1:30.
He made more than 11 yuan from 1:30 to 5:00. Fang Mingche went back to get water when the traffic was relatively slow.
After two more times, he could tell when the traffic was slow and when it was busy.
"Let's go home!"
Seeing that there were no more tourists, the couple packed up their things and moved them to the carriage of the tricycle. When
Fang Mingche got home, he felt his arms were a little sore!
It's not surprising, he had lifted the kettle hundreds of times. Then he also moved the buckets full of water and the small stove up and down.
Lin Yan was counting money with her daughter again.
She straightened the slightly curled banknotes one by one, and then put them in order and counted them.
She was really too excited today. She was smiling all the time when she mixed tea for the guests in the afternoon.
"Oh, it's only 19.8 yuan, not even 20."
Fang Mingche said, "If it's not even, then it's not even. Let's assume the cost is 1.8 yuan,
and you can calculate how much we have earned?" 1.8 yuan is for honeycomb coal, tea, water, etc.
In fact, they should also share the money for buying tricycles and other tools, as well as the labor cost of the couple.
However, this calculation is more profitable and will make A Yan happier.
"Eighteen yuan! It's equivalent to half a month's salary for you." Lin Yan's eyes lit up.
No one told her that setting up a stall is so profitable!
The street office just asked them to not wait and not rely on others, and to help the organization solve the difficulties.
However, if it wasn't for the three of them to be together, she would definitely have a lot of psychological barriers at the beginning. I wouldn't think of setting up a stall!
The two of them cooked dinner together. We bought more vegetables at the black market that day, so we didn't have to go to the vegetable market for a few days.
Lin Yan thought that she still had to be friendly with her neighbors and ask someone to bring some vegetables back.
She would ride her bike to the black market once a week in the future, mainly buying meat, eggs, milk, etc.
Her daughter is still growing, and she and Mingche need to work and review, so they need to pay attention to nutrition.
First, find out which day the square has the least traffic.
Well, if there are so many people every day, let her retired mother go. The old lady will definitely be happy to make more money.
After eating, Lin Yan put away the dishes and went to wash them.
After sitting for a while, Fang Mingche started reading again. Lin Yan also sat down and picked up the book. She could go home in half an hour.
Yanyan started spinning tops again with great energy, and waved to a little girl who was looking over from the nearby courtyard to come and play.
The little girl shook her head, saying that someone had hanged himself in this small courtyard.
After a while, Yanyan came back and asked, "What is hanging?"
Fang Mingche's face changed slightly, "Yanyan, don't worry about it. With daddy here, you don't have to be afraid of anything."
He wondered how this small courtyard could be well preserved.
Lin Yan frowned and stood up, "Then what should we do?"
Fang Mingche said, "There is no choice now. How many people have died in the Forbidden City? Didn't the emperors of the Ming and Qing dynasties live in it? By the way, do you know where Marshal Nie lived in BJ City after liberation?"
Lin Yan shook her head, she really didn't know. He
asked tentatively, "Zhongxihai?"
"No, at that time, the five secretaries of the Central Committee were still in Xibaipo, and Marshal Nie was the first leader to come to Beijing. At that time, he must have been allowed to choose where to live. As a result, he looked at the empty houses near the city center of Beijing and chose the most simple Ji'an House in the Forbidden City."
Lin Yan's eyes widened, "Ji'an House?"
She was an old Beijinger, so she must know what Ji'an House is. It's the morgue!
Marshal Nie lived in the morgue of the Forbidden City. It was indeed the simplest house in the Forbidden City.
"It is said that before Marshal Nie moved in, there were still many cadaver teachers inside. He directly asked his secretary to call the Union Hospital and ask them to pick him up. He also asked someone to disinfect and clean him, and then he moved in. To this day, he still lives there."
He has lived there for a full thirty years.
(Historically, he lived there until his death in 1992)
Lin Yan was actually a little disgusted before, but she had no choice due to the situation.
After listening to Fang Mingche's story, she felt relieved.
"For someone like Marshal Nie who has waded through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he must have seen all kinds of monsters and demons. He is not afraid of them."
Fang Mingche nodded, "That's right, we have learned materialism. But I have to go and talk to Grandpa Gu."
It's not that he has to go to the old man to reduce the rent. He doesn't really care and is not afraid of ghosts.
Who would be afraid of ghosts after reincarnation?
Even if someone really died in this house, it was not him who killed them.
But, he has to control the old man a little .
In order to prevent him from casually saying that he is his nephew and really putting on the airs of an elder.
So Fang Mingche went straight to the main room, "Grandpa Gu, you are not kind!"
"What's wrong?" Grandpa Gu said with a guilty conscience.
"Someone just told my daughter that someone hanged himself in the house we live in."
"Tell your daughter, who is so bad?"
Isn't this just scaring Yanyan.
"It's just a kid. Kids won't make up such rumors."
Grandpa Gu waved his hands, "It's not your side, it's not your side. It's my wife, who lives in this main house. A few years ago, I heard that my son who was in the cowshed died, and I couldn't get over it. You see, I've lived here for so many years, and nothing happened."
At that time, he also did some tricks. Only then did he save the four rooms in the small side yard.
Fang Mingche said: "But if you didn't tell me beforehand, it would be suspected of deceiving. Fortunately, my Yanyan doesn't know what hanging is, otherwise she would be scared!"
"Then, then what do you want?"
Fang Mingche snorted, "If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have felt cheated."
"Then, shall I reduce the rent for you?"
It is indeed difficult to rent this house to people who know the background.
"Two or three yuan a month, no need. But you know I don't have a household registration. If there is something that needs to be covered up in the future, you can cover it up for me."
Grandpa Gu nodded, "Don't worry. Yanyan will be in kindergarten in the second half of the year. I have an acquaintance who can get her in. You just need to pay a high price."
(End of this chapter)
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