In the afternoon, he took them to visit Wangfujing and other famous tourist spots, leaving their footprints.
An Xiaoqiu and An Xiaojun will both come for dinner, and An Jingzhi ordered a hotpot meal at home.
"Uncle, I see so many vendors on the street. How much money can they make in a day?"
Finally got to the point.
Along the way, An Jingzhi deliberately took them to places where there were many vendors.
"That's a lot. Some make as little as 500 or 600 yuan a month, and some as much as 1,000 or 2,000 yuan. Those who own shops make even more."
"What?!"
When these words were spoken, not only An Xiaoqiu but also Old Mrs. An was surprised.
"Isn't he just a small vendor? How can he make so much money?" asked Mrs. An curiously.
"Mom, don't underestimate those small vendors. How many people are there here? You saw it, right? Even if they sell their products at a low price, there are so many people buying. Even the breakfast shop we went to for breakfast this morning can make a lot of money just by selling for the whole morning. I estimate that they can definitely earn 2,000 yuan a month."
Old Mrs. An was stunned. Is this money so easy to earn? Two thousand yuan! Oh my God. Workers in their county only make a little over a hundred yuan a month, right?
There was a woman in the village whose son had passed the exam to become a worker in the county and she kept telling everyone in the village about it. She remembered that her son's salary was only around 80, maybe? It was only after he had been there for a year or two that it was raised to over 100.
This small stall can earn someone two years’ income in just one month?
Old Mrs. An suddenly felt that the iron rice bowl seemed not as iron as she had thought before, and her three views were shaken like never before.
The three of them chatted for a while, and then An Xiaoqiu and An Xiaojun arrived at the courtyard one after another.
Although An Xiaojun's intelligence hadn't improved, he was becoming more independent. An Jingzhi didn't need to keep him on his belt all the time. He just had to follow him when he went out to compete.
Seeing her grandson and granddaughter, Mrs. An was very happy and said, "Come on, come on, why are you so late?"
"Milk." The brother and sister said in unison.
After a few simple greetings, they sat down to eat.
At the dinner table, An Xiaoxia curiously asked her cousins about their lives in the capital.
Old Mrs. An listened quietly at the side. Seeing her grandchildren and son all in front of her, she felt very relieved.
In recent years, An Jingzhi and An Xiaojun have not been able to go home every year. It is always difficult for them to get together during the Chinese New Year.
The next day, An Xiaoqiu and An Xiaojun went back to work. An Jingzhi took Old Mrs. An to other places. They also went to Lao Mo and had Western food.
I finally made an appointment to meet Li Jiashu's family during dinner.
Old Mrs. An was very fond of this cute little girl who respected her elders. The Li family knew a lot about An Jingzhi because of their son Li Jiahua, but this was the first time that Old Mrs. An and her family met him.
Everyone was very satisfied with the meeting between the two sets of parents. Mrs. An had seen a lot of things in the past two days and behaved very appropriately at the dinner table.
The Li family members are also very gentle and polite to others.
An Jingzhi also promised on the spot that his son would live with his wife after he got married, and he would never interfere in the couple's affairs.
Of course, he was too lazy to intervene. He was so happy that someone was finally taking care of his silly son.
After the two parties agreed on the marriage, An Jingzhi took Old Mrs. An and An Xiaoxia out for a walk for three or four days. During this time, Li Jiashu also came and walked with them for two days.
In the end, Old Mrs. An was really missing the pigs in her hometown, so under An Xiaoxia's reluctant gaze, she dragged her people onto the train.
As soon as Mrs. An arrived in the village, she was warmly welcomed.
Everyone was curious and asked her what life was like in the capital.
Old Mrs. An was no longer dizzy on the train. She became more cheerful and threw her luggage to An Xiaoxia. She was surrounded by the old ladies in the village.
"Everywhere is good. People in the capital are rich! They buy things without blinking an eye! They buy canned food by the box!"
"The supply and marketing cooperative in our county is considered good, right? It's nothing compared to the department store in the capital! Do you know how many floors that department store has? My God, it has 4 floors!" Old Mrs. An said while holding up four fingers.
The old ladies nearby gasped in agreement.
Mrs. An continued:
"My son told me that the department store was co-owned by a foreigner. They have everything. Have you ever heard of a washing machine? You just throw your dirty clothes in it and it will wash them all by itself. You don't even have to do anything."
"How do I wash it? Is there someone in there?"
"How could it possibly hide a person? If it hides a person, is it still an electrical appliance? I guess it would waste a lot of electricity, right?"
"You two stop talking, let me talk."
Old Mrs. An glanced at the old lady who had been boasting all day about her son working in the county. She was very proud and cleared her throat before saying:
"And the TVs! It's so hard to buy one here. We have to fight for one. But there's no need to fight for one there. There's a whole row of TVs, and they're in color! The images are lifelike and crystal clear!"
"It's said that foreigners are troublesome. They don't use good chopsticks, but have to use both a knife and a fork to eat. My son even took us to the restaurant where the foreigners ate. Wow, it was so beautiful in there, like the emperor's palace, bright and splendid everywhere. But it's too expensive. I didn't like the steak either. I'd rather have a steamed bun. My braised pork is even better than his steak."
"And that place selling antiques? It's just a plate, hasn't it been there for hundreds of years? How did it become so valuable? That foreigner spent 10,000 yuan on it without blinking an eye."
Originally there were some old ladies surrounding Mrs. An, but later more people came and listened to her talk about things in the capital.
Every time Mrs. An spoke, people around her would gasp.
The prosperity of the capital was beyond their imagination.
In the end, there were only a few words in their minds.
The people in the capital are really rich.
Old Mrs. An didn't tell anyone about her granddaughter's business venture.
That’s right, An Jingzhi confessed to Old Mrs. An the day before leaving.
Mrs. An always knew her granddaughter had the right ideas. Since the other party had made up their minds, her son also agreed. Moreover, she had seen a lot of scenery in the past few days, and her rigid thinking had changed.
In the end, she agreed.
But she didn't tell the villagers. After all, these people had never seen the prosperity of the capital with their own eyes, and they would definitely mutter behind her back that she didn't like to hear such nonsense.
"Is An Xiaoxia at home?!"
Mrs. An has been back home for half a month.
An Xiaoxia showed off to the little sisters in the village for a few days, gained some face, and then immediately started to catch up on her summer homework.
As she was writing, she heard someone calling her from outside. An Xiaoxia put down her pen and paper, walked out of the room, and saw two people standing outside the door.
There was a square object tied to the other person's bicycle.
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