After selling her first piece of embroidery in her life, Qiuhua was so excited that she couldn't sleep.
Although time is tighter on this part, she is not in a hurry to do it. Tonight is a day off for her.
"I have ten yuan now!" Qiuhua rolled over with joy at the thought, accidentally pressing down on Xiaohua's hand. The little guy hummed twice in his sleep and smacked his lips, probably dreaming of something delicious. Qiuhua realized she was a little too happy, calmed herself down, and tucked Xiaohua in.
I couldn't sleep and started to think about all sorts of things, thinking about what my mother said and what Master Qian said.
During dinner, my mother said that the embroidery she was working on was difficult and needed time to complete. If she could finish it within two months and didn't feel tired or bored during the process, then she could consider specializing in it in the future, and maybe she could make a name for herself.
My father and two brothers all agreed and said that she didn't have to do any housework for the next two months. She only needed to focus on school and embroidery.
Thinking of this, Qiuhua felt warm inside. Although she usually despised her eldest brother for being cowardly and her second brother for being ignorant, the family always came together in critical moments. Although she was young, they all supported her. There is a saying that goes, "A nest of gold or silver is not as good as your own doghouse." Qiuhua felt that this was absolutely right.
The next day after eating porridge, Qiuhua took out five yuan and gave it to his father, asking him to pay back the work points he owed to the team. His father said he didn't want anything.
"I'll pay back what I owe you, and you can keep the money you earn."
Dad refused to take Qiuhua's money, so he packed up his things and prepared to go to the team with his eldest brother.
"Dad, take it. The money I earn belongs to our family. Let's pay back the work points to the team as soon as possible." Qiuhua stuffed the money into his father's pocket again.
Dad took it out and put it on the table, saying, "With so many men in our family earning work points, how could we possibly need your money? You little bitch, put the money away!"
"Take it. Dad and I will return the work points. Don't worry. Take it." Dahua didn't want Qiuhua's money either. He took the torn bag and went out with his father.
Since her father and the others didn't want it, Qiuhua decided to go out with ten yuan in her pocket. What was she going to do? Of course, to realize her plan.
The street was bustling with activity. The owner of a bun and steamed bun shop was opening a large steamer. A puff of white steam poured out, and the fragrant aroma caught Qiuhua's nose. She paused, thought, and decided not to buy anything. She only had ten yuan, so she had to get down to business.
Not far from the steamed bun shop is a relatively large open space where some people selling vegetables and meat automatically gathered. Among them was a middle-aged man wearing a hat. Judging from his accent, he was from another place and specialized in selling chickens and ducks.
Qiuhua squatted down, and a group of furry little guys were jumping around in the bamboo basket. They were full of energy and would definitely jump out and run away if they were not blocked by the cover.
The chicks have pointed beaks, the ducks have flat beaks, and their small round eyes look around. Qiuhua looked at them one after another through the eyes on the mask, choosing the ones she thought were the most lively and strongest.
"Little fish, take a look at any one you like and I'll help you catch it." The man was very kind and spoke with a foreign dialect.
Qiuhua was a little surprised, mainly because the man called out "Xiao Niang Yu" in a strange accent, which she was not used to. But then she thought it was normal. After being here for a while, everyone would learn to call the little girl "Xiao Niang Yu" like the locals.
Qiuhua pointed to the basket and said, "I want two chicks and two ducklings."
The man helped her catch the four most agile ones. Qiuhua didn't bring a basket with her when she went out, so she had to put the fish into her cloth bag, which was her school bag.
After buying the chicks and ducklings, she walked around the stalls next to her. There were so many things there, some selling radishes, some selling green vegetables, some selling sweet potatoes, some selling yams, and of course there were also some selling pork and fish, and even some selling oranges.
Qiuhua's family also has an orange tree, but the oranges it grows are not yellow, but green. The skin is thick when peeled and tastes sour, so no one likes to eat them. Look at the oranges in front of you, they are so beautiful in their bright yellow color that you can't help but drool.
But Qiuhua didn't buy any. There wasn't enough food at home, so how could she have the spare money to buy oranges?
Finally she bought a large bone with some meat on it and a small piece of pork belly.
As she was about to go home, she suddenly stopped dead in her tracks at the bun and steamed bun shop. She'd spent two yuan on the chicken and duck, and three on the bones and pork belly, leaving her with five yuan. She'd bought everything she needed, and with some money left, she couldn't resist the temptation.
She was reluctant to buy the meat buns. Thinking about the white steamed buns Zhao Meiying gave her at school that day, which were so soft and fragrant, her stomach rumbled unconsciously. Qiuhua stomped her feet, hardened her heart, and ran to the store with the money in her hand.
Six steamed buns cost 1.8 yuan. Qiuhua counted one for each family member, including Xiaohua, who was small. This left her with 3.2 yuan in her pocket. Qiuhua went home contentedly.
It was almost noon when she got home, and her mother was waiting for her at the door holding Chunhua.
Mom has already prepared lunch. Erhua went out for a stroll yesterday and cut a large basket of wild onions. Mom washed the onions, cut them into pieces, mixed them with flour, added a little salt, and waited for the oil in the pot to be hot. She poured the flour in and then used a spatula to spread it from the middle to the edge of the pot little by little until it became a thin layer. After a while, she turned it over and waited until both sides turned golden brown before eating.
As soon as she entered the house, Qiuhua smelled the fragrance of wild onion pancakes. The wild onion pancakes had a strong smell, but Qiuhua liked them very much. She liked the taste of wild onions, which were particularly fragrant.
But she didn't sit down to eat immediately because her four chicks and ducklings were still in the cloth bag!
In the morning, she told everyone she was going to buy chicks and ducklings, and Erhua immediately built a small fence around them, so she now had a place to keep them. She happily opened the bag and reached in, only to find something sticky and wet. She immediately looked at it, and saw a little white substance sticking to her hand.
"Ah, it's chicken shit!" she screamed and shook her hands vigorously.
Mom followed her and laughed at her funny look. Qiuhua also laughed. Today was an especially happy day. A few drops of shit couldn't ruin her mood!
After cleaning up the chickens and ducklings, Qiuhua washed her hands and prepared to eat. Her mother hadn't eaten yet, waiting for her. Chunhua fell asleep again, and the mother and daughter sat down peacefully.
Qiuhua picked up a big piece of wild onion pancake. It was obvious that her mother had used a lot of vegetable oil today, and the pancake was greasy. She opened her mouth wide and took a bite. The rich aroma of wild onion mixed with the taste of rapeseed oil instantly satisfied her rumbling stomach!
After dinner, Qiuhua washed the cloth bag and hung it up to hang. Watching the wind swaying it, Qiuhua's mood also slightly fluctuated.
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