Han Qing tried his best to control himself not to look at the old man next to him.
Grandma Han pinched her thigh hard and wiped away her tears with the help of her sleeve.
He said to Han Qing who was at the stall next to him: "Comrade, what's the point of eating pancakes without adding scallions?
Look at our onions, they are all fresh.
They were all just pulled out of the ground this morning. If you want them, I’ll give them to you at a lower price…”
The vendor who was making pancakes nearby also said cheerfully: "Indeed, your green onions are indeed fresh.
Some people think that my pancake is not flavorful enough, but if you add a scallion inside it, the taste will be more intense.
You two look very unfamiliar. Is this your first time here? ? "
"Well, that's right. We are old and can no longer work in the fields. Our son and daughter-in-law think we are a burden.
We are not just trying to find a way to make a living and save enough money for our funeral.
I happen to have a few vegetable plots at home, so I can grow some vegetables.”
The stall owner next to him was a kindhearted man. When he heard what Old Han said, he felt distressed and cursed, "They say raising a son can prevent old age, but what can this prevent?"
His spittle was flying everywhere as he cursed, and some of it landed on the vegetable pancake.
The person standing in line behind Han Qing, who was about to buy a pancake, subconsciously took a step back.
My goodness, they dare not eat this pancake with added ingredients!
The boss didn't notice his own indignant scolding, adding a lot of ingredients to Han Qing's meal and driving away many customers invisibly.
If I knew, I would probably regret it and slap my thigh.
Han Qing coughed lightly, slowly squatted down, and picked and chose at the stall: "I don't want too much, just two green onions, how much?"
"Hey, these are all grown by me. They are not worth much. If you want two, just give me a penny."
The stall owner next to them originally sympathized with the old man and woman, but when he heard that he wanted one cent for two onions, he immediately rolled his eyes.
One cent could buy a bunch of green onions. He originally thought that the old couple was very pitiful, so he would buy all the vegetables from their vegetable stall later, as they could all be used to make vegetable boxes.
Now seeing how heartless they are, I'll just keep them and sell them slowly.
Han Qing took out a penny from his cloth bag and put it in Grandma Han's hand.
Grandma Han greedily felt the remaining warmth on her hands.
This is their grandson... How great! He grows up tall and big, and won’t be bullied in the future.
Han Qing didn't dare to stay here any longer. After the vegetable pancakes were ready, he grabbed the package and left in big strides.
The old couple did not dare to do anything too excited, and Old Han stared at the entire market.
It was discovered that not long after his grandson left, at least four people followed him.
His heart was tense, and the worry in his eyes seemed real.
The old couple put on a full show and didn't close their stall and leave until noon, when they had almost sold all the vegetables.
Master Lu puffed on his pipe and asked in confusion, "It's so hot, why don't you stay in the opera garden? Why do you have to come out to sell vegetables?
Is it because you don’t have enough money? Or did something happen to you?
I have some spare money, if you need it, I can lend it to you first."
Listening to his plain words, Old Man Han's depressed heart brightened a little, and he smiled and said: "Oh, it's not that I have nothing to do recently, the old man of the old Lu family used to sit in front of the Pear Garden and play.
We had a pretty good relationship, but he left suddenly. I felt so depressed and didn't want to stay there.
I discussed with my wife about going out for a walk, selling vegetables, meeting people, feeling the popularity, and feeling more comfortable. "
Speaking of the old man of the Lu family, Third Master Lu also sighed: "There is nothing wrong with what he said."
"It's already noon. If we rush back, we won't be able to have lunch. Let me take you to the state-owned restaurant for a meal."
Mr. Lu waved his hands repeatedly: "Look at you. Why are you wasting this money?"
"Oh, what's the point of wasting? The earth has already buried us up to our chins. What's the point of keeping so much money?
It is better to eat and drink and enjoy the good life."
Seeing that Old Man Han was determined to insist, Mr. Lu Sanye stopped trying to stop him.
However, during the meal, after Old Han ordered the dishes and paid, Uncle Lu took out the wrinkled food coupons and money from his pocket and bought a portion of pork head to go with the wine.
The two old men drank a lot of wine and their faces were red.
Grandma Han next to her also felt bad and took the opportunity to drink two glasses.
On the way back, it all depended on the old ox's own ability to pull the people home.
When Master Lu San arrived at the entrance of the village, he said triumphantly, "See, I told you, my old friend will take me home!"
Old Han nodded repeatedly, and both of them reeked of alcohol.
This made Lu Zhiye speechless, and he led the old ox to send the three people home.
Afterwards, Lu Zhiye went to the food factory. When the factory director saw Lu Zhiye coming, he hurriedly ran out from the second floor.
"Hey, Xiao Lu, here you come!
You've been back to the village for several days, why did you come only today?"
Lu Zhiye took a quick look around the food factory. Wow, after not seeing it for a few years, two more buildings had been added.
"After I came back, out of courtesy and courtesy, plus the Lu family's old man's burial, why shouldn't I lend a hand?
So he didn't come to the food factory. Recently, Lu Yuan's grievances have been cleared.
No one should make trouble because of this, right? "
The factory manager sighed and said, "No, there isn't, but there are a lot of rumors going around in private.
The people in your village are nicer, but they are also unreasonable.
I had a fight with someone yesterday, and the whole food factory was in a state of groaning.
The new batch of products that came out yesterday were all substandard.
These people don't focus on their work, what can we do about it?"
Lu Zhiye stopped and looked at the factory director with a half-smile: "Isn't this a problem with your internal management?
But it doesn't matter to us in Dahe Village. What's the point of you calling me over in a hurry?"
The factory manager choked and said, "Isn't this just to catch up with you?
Why are you saying that they are all people from my food factory......"
His voice became weaker and weaker, and in the end he had no choice but to lament, "Alas, too many things have happened in the factory recently.
I am considering whether to reduce costs? "
The two of them walked into the office while talking, and when they got there, they told each other everything that had happened.
Lu Zhiye finally understood that as the country promoted the economy, many villages in the south had built orchards.
The ecological environment there is much better than that in Heilongjiang Province.
The four seasons are like spring, and there are many things that can be planted.
As a result, fruit canning factories, food factories, etc. were launched one after another there.
The sales volume of canned food previously sold in the South has dropped significantly.
But the cost has not been reduced much, the purchase price is still there, and the labor cost has only increased and not decreased.
As a result, a lot of products piled up in the warehouse.
This made everyone very worried.
Now we can vaguely see that many state-owned factories are beginning to show signs of fatigue.
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