Chapter 709 Chapter 714: Different meanings
Seeing the two brothers wolfing down their food, Zhou's mother said distressedly, "Why are you in such a hurry? Eat slowly!"
Zhou Huaian bit off half of the bun and looked at her happily, "The beef bone and radish soup is delicious, and the beef buns with celery filling are also delicious."
"The yellow beef I bought is all streaky." Mother Zhou looked at her two sons lovingly, "If you like it, I'll go get some more beef and bring it back for you to wrap. Wait for Jiaming and the others to come back and have a taste too."
Zhou Huaian looked at her with a smug look on his face, "Okay, I'll take the money and buy it. I made a lot of money today!"
Zhou's mother laughed and said, "Zhan Lingzi! What did you do? And you made a lot of money?"
Zhou Huairong puffed up his cheeks and said to her, "Mom, my youngest son got a bezoar as big as a duck egg today, and the family sold it for nearly 20,000 yuan!"
Mother Zhou: "Wow! This is such good luck!"
Zhou Huaian swallowed the bun in his mouth, "It's more than four taels, mainly because the price has increased a bit now..."
"So much! If we had known earlier, we would have sent it to sell later." The three old men were heartbroken when they heard Zhou Huaian say that in just over a year, the bezoar was sold for more than a thousand yuan less.
Zhou Huaian smiled at the three people who were blinking in distress, "Don't feel bad. Even if you keep it until this year to sell it, the price will be higher in two years, and you will still feel bad."
"Many things will definitely become more expensive in the future, but money will also become lighter!" Yang Chunyan smiled and comforted the others, "No matter what treasure it is, it will only be valuable if it is converted into money.
That piece of bezoar was the biggest sum of money our family got during the most difficult times, and it has a completely different meaning from keeping it until now and selling it for more than a thousand yuan!"
After hearing this, Zhou's mother thought for a while and said, "Yes! When your husband gave me the money that day, I felt that the money was a reassurance for our family and a life-saving medicine. It's okay if it's a thousand less!"
Zhou Huairong also laughed and said, "My sister-in-law and mom are right. When I saw those new great unity, my heart was shaking!"
Zhou Huaian smiled and looked at his father, "Old man, I still remember the day when you were holding the bezoar and couldn't even walk."
Yang Chunyan recalled the way Zhou's father walked with his hands and feet together, and she also laughed.
Father Zhou was still a little excited when he recalled how he felt at that time. "After your mother sewed the bezoar into my pocket, I was so nervous that I didn't even know where to put my hands and feet. I always felt that no matter where I put them, others would know that I was carrying a treasure!"
The old man laughed and said, "Old farmers have never seen treasures. Even if I put ten dollars in my pocket, I'm afraid that three hands will pick it up."
Father Zhou: "Yes, it wasn't until we got to Ning'an that things got better. Then when I saw the thick bundles of money, I got even more nervous. Fortunately, Chunyan brought a purse, so I gave it to her."
Zhou Huaian said proudly: "The money bag invented by Chunyan is now used by the whole family, even Wang Zhen and Yiding have got one."
Mother Zhou looked at Yang Chunyan with a smile, "You have made the greatest contribution to the Second House's success today."
Yang Chunyan's face flushed. "Mom, stop saying that. It's because of the concerted efforts of our family that we are where we are today."
Mother Zhou patted her with satisfaction, "Everything is fine, you are all good children!"
Zhou Huaian watched the affection between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and happily drank up the carrot soup in the bowl, "Yan'er, where are the fabrics I brought back?"
"I'll get it!" Yang Chunyan walked to the door of the warehouse and picked up the backpack.
Zhou Huaian pulled out a pile of fabric tied together with cloth scraps, and took out the woolen sweater underneath, "Grandpa, Mom, old man, I asked my sister-in-law to help buy some fabric and woolen sweaters for you. You didn't like the leather shoes, so I didn't let her buy them."
In addition to wearing yellow rubber shoes, the elderly usually wear homemade cloth shoes. The cloth shoes made by Zhou's mother, Zhao Huifang and Zhang Xiuxiang look good and are comfortable to wear. All the shoes in the house are made by them.
"You're wasting money again!" The old man glared at him in reproach. "When we bought the land, your mother bought us some fabric, and Yumei even gave us some new sweaters. They were all brand new and had never been worn. Why are you buying them again?"
"Why aren't you wearing them?" Zhou Huaian pulled the patched coat on the old man's body, "Grandpa, if you don't wear new clothes, they will become old after a while. Don't wear them in the future. Give them to my mother to make cloth shells.
The old man glanced at him and pulled at his collar. "My clothes only have two scars on them. Why can't I wear them? Why wear something so good to work? Are you afraid that I'll embarrass you?"
"No!" Zhou Huaian looked at him with a smile, "Think about it, we make money to honor you and let our family eat and dress well.
If the money you earn is still the same as before, three years new, three years old, three years of mending, then what is the point of working so hard to earn money?"
Zhou Huairong also chimed in, "Yes, Grandpa, isn't it a pity to buy new clothes and then let them become old?"
The old man looked at his two grandsons, feeling very relieved, and scolded them angrily: "You always have too many crooked ideas every day!"
"Old man, you need to take care of them. With so much fabric and sweaters, I think they will cost at least a hundred dollars!"
As Zhou's mother spoke, she unpacked a wool sweater. It was a dark brown wool cardigan with soft, fine wool yarn and fine, smooth stitching. It felt like cotton in her hands. She touched it gently again and again before moving on to unpacking another one.
Yang Chunyan helped to unpack the other pieces, including a light brown men's cardigan, a dark purple women's wool cardigan with a small lapel, and three dark-colored pullover wool sweaters, which seemed to be worn as a base layer.
She picked up the cardigan and compared it to Zhou's mother. "Mom, this dark purple one looks good. I guarantee you will look very fashionable in it."
Zhou's mother also liked this cardigan very much. She smiled so hard that her mouth couldn't close. "I'm already old, but I'm wearing such a fashionable outfit. People will probably say I'm an old witch."
Zhou Huaian gave a thumbs up, "Wang Zhen and my sister-in-law have good taste. Every piece of clothing they picked is beautiful. My mother looks at least five years younger in this piece!"
"You are the only one who can give people a drug." Mother Zhou said as she put the cardigan away, folded up the old man's wool cardigan and sweater, and handed them to the old man. "Old man, tomorrow I will put away your patched clothes and wear the new ones in the closet."
"Leave two for when you work!" The old man took it and touched it carefully, fearing that the calluses on his hands would snag the wool thread. He felt that if he wore such good clothes to work, he would be struck by lightning.
"Youngest, Chunyan, don't buy it this time. If you buy it again, give us the money to buy it ourselves."
Zhou Huaian: "It's strange that you would buy something with the money. You should save it and leave it for us."
The old man slapped him in anger and said, "I won't give it to you. I'll keep it for my great-grandson."
"Okay, save it for your great-grandson!" Zhou Huaian stuffed the bun into his mouth with a smile, "Big brother, eat slowly. I'm covered in black dust. I need to wash myself first."
"I'm full too." Zhou Huairong stood up, "Sister-in-law, there's no need to make the bed over there. I'll sleep here with grandpa tonight."
Zhou's mother also said: "Yan'er, you go back first, I will clean up here."
"Okay!" Yang Chunyan picked up the child in the cradle and walked back with Zhou Huaian. "Today, Village Chief Qu gave us a few pounds of purple ganoderma, more than 20 pounds of Paris polyphylla, more than 30 pounds of Codonopsis pilosula, and two legs of mutton. I gave him two bacon and two scoops of wine in return."
"The prices of Lingzhi and Paris polyphylla are not the best right now, so let's put them aside and sell them after the New Year."
"Yes!" Yang Chunyan took out the key and opened the door. Wangcai stood at the door and wagged his tail affectionately. Zhou Huaian bent down and stroked his shiny fur. "Take good care of the house. I'll give you a big bone for the New Year!"
“Woof woof woof!” Wangcai’s tail wagged even more happily.
Zhou Huaian came back from washing up and saw Yang Chunyan leaning against the bedside looking at the method he had memorized to identify bezoars. "Wang Zhen taught me this. Yan'er, today, including the commission from selling bezoars, as well as the mulberry and bamboo ginseng, you can make a little over 2,000 this trip."
"We've made a lot of money by helping them sell goods this year." Yang Chunyan put down her notebook. "Huaian, Lao Yin and the others sent those things. Tomorrow you can deliver truffles to Ning'an and buy some New Year goods for them. Also, wish Secretary Zhang, Secretary Lin, and Secretary Yang a happy new year."
"I've made up my mind. I'm going to buy some big pieces of fat meat tomorrow, and then go get some bottles of sorghum wine for Brother Dong and send them to them."
"Weigh a few more pounds of candy for the children."
"You are really thoughtful." Zhou Huaian hung the towel on the coat hook behind the door. "Wang Zhen will go back to the provincial capital tomorrow afternoon to celebrate the New Year. Everyone will be back the day after tomorrow. You can calculate the dividends for each family at the end of the year. Everyone will be back the day after tomorrow and the dividends will be distributed in the evening."
"Okay!" Yang Chunyan suddenly remembered something, "I still need to buy some New Year's goods for Aunt Jiang and the others. I'll go to Ning'an with you tomorrow. Let Yiding wait for me at the bridge head. I'll take his tractor back."
Zhou Huaian thought for a moment, "Yiding won't be back until noon. Wang Zhen and my younger sister will go back to Hengshan tomorrow. You can take the bus back with them. Also, have you seen the clothes my younger sister picked for you? Do you like them?"
Yang Chunyan nodded. "It's pretty good. A dark brown wool coat, a white turtleneck sweater, black wool flared pants, and a pair of black leather shoes."
"There's more good news!" Zhou Huaian happily held her in his arms, "Wang Zhen heard that we will start laying power lines next year. If things go well, electricity will be available in a few months. Then we can buy a TV and bring it back. I guarantee the old ones will like it."
“Then will you build a hydroelectric power station?” Yang Chunyan recalled that after electricity was connected in her previous life, power outages were frequent. It was not until the hydroelectric power station was built that power outages rarely occurred.
"Of course we have to build it! Wang Zhen said that everything will need electricity in the future. He also said that people in big cities use air conditioners, so even the hottest days are like February and August, not hot at all."
Yang Chunyan didn't expect that people in big cities would have empty houses these days. In her previous life, she only found one two thousand years later. "Big cities are really advanced. No wonder Mina's parents tried their best to go back."
Zhou Huaian looked at his son who was sleeping soundly with his little fist on his mouth, "I would not want to leave if it were me. Even if a big city is comfortable, it is not as good as a happy family."
“So, people are like things. Once lost, they are lost. It’s hard to find them back.” Yang Chunyan blew out the oil lamp and slid into the warm bed.
(End of this chapter)
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