I want to make money
The three of them ground the flour successfully and returned home safely.
Perhaps because she had put down the heavy burden on her heart, Hu Yufeng looked particularly relaxed.
After dinner she carried a basket and cut grass for the pigs.
I kept thinking about what to do next.
The more I think about it, the more excited I feel as if I have gained an advantage.
She grabbed a handful of grass in her left hand and swung it nimbly with her right hand.
But she suddenly felt something slippery in her hand, and a small black snake slithered into a shadow. The sickle swung in her right hand cut her left hand which was still holding the grass, and blood gushed out, causing her to shiver in pain.
The heat in my heart dissipated completely.
This is a punishment, a punishment given to her by God because he saw her floating.
This heavy punch immediately made Hu Yufeng sober up a lot, and she vowed to take every day seriously.
Farmers always have endless work to do.
After harvesting sesame and wheat, it’s time to start the autumn harvest again.
After being busy for half a year, it was already October when I finally had time to sit down and chat.
Every winter, Lao Qin's family is relatively idle.
Except for Qin Shengtian who went out to herd sheep every day without fail, others started to do some private work.
Yang Xiu took out the soles of the shoes and started sewing them.
The old lady was not idle either, she was spinning hemp rope with her two children.
Qin Wenli spent all his time feeding the cows and burying himself in books, and even made a fool of himself.
Once when he was having a meal, he was eating with relish the steamed bun in his left hand and the martial arts novel in his right hand. As a result, he didn't even notice that the steamed bun was finished and took a bite of it on his hand.
The two children and Yang Xiu laughed so hard that they fell backwards, and Hu Yufeng also curled the corners of her lips.
Hu Yufeng was not good at needlework, could not make shoes, and did not like cooking. She was the most unqualified "housewife" of that era.
This time of year seems particularly idle.
That day, she took the old lady, Qin Yu and the other two to the town to attend the market.
Xiaogou Village belongs to Shangguan Town. The market is located in Shangguan Village, Shangguan Town. It’s about five kilometers away from Lao Qin’s home.
Hu Yufeng took the old and the child and walked for almost an hour before arriving.
The busy farming season is over and the market is busier than usual. The sounds of bargaining and hawking were endless.
There are all kinds of stalls on both sides of the road.
There were ropes pulled up at the clothing stalls, and clothes were hung on them.
Those who were buying farm tools sorted them into different categories and greeted the villagers passing by loudly.
There were people carrying baskets, bags on their backs, and vegetable baskets.
Those who come to the market are all acquaintances from the same village. Hu Yufeng would stop from time to time to greet her acquaintances in the village: What a coincidence, you are here to the market too.
The old lady and Qin Yu didn't have enough eyes to see, and everything they saw was strange.
Until he stopped in front of a dumpling stall.
Both of them were sensible and didn't ask to eat. They just stared at the dumplings and secretly glanced at themselves.
The lady at the stall shouted enthusiastically: "Hot dumplings, carrot and pork dumplings, 50 cents a bowl. Auntie, would you like a bowl?"
Hu Yufeng looked at the old man and the child who were unable to move, estimated in her mind, and went forward to ask for a bowl.
After settling the two of them to sit down, Hu Yufeng coldly rejected her granddaughter's request to eat with her, and quickly left.
The hot steam is fragrant, and the bright red soup poured over the dumplings looks delicious.
A slight chill swept over, then disappeared in the smoke.
Who doesn’t want to eat a bowl of hot dumplings?
On the way home, the old lady looked nervous. Hu Yufeng knew that she was afraid that she would scold her for being greedy and spending money recklessly.
It's all because of lack of money.
Hu Yufeng tossed and turned at night, sighing from time to time. Qin Shengtian dared not to be angry or speak.
The tragic ending of this family in the dream was ultimately caused by lack of money.
As the saying goes, a poor couple has many worries. If a family has money, the quarrels and conflicts in the family can be reduced by at least half.
Without those quarrels, Qin Wenli would not have been depressed and suffered from liver disease at a young age, and died of depression because he had no money for treatment.
If the family has money. Yang Xiu no longer had to drag her paralyzed body to do housework, her granddaughter no longer had to go home halfway because she had no money to go to school, and her grandson no longer had to become an apprentice at an early age and injure his leg.
You still have to make money. Only when you have money can you talk about the future.
Hu Yufeng determined the development strategy.
As for how to earn money, it's time to explore the strengths of my family members...
After dinner the next day, Hu Yufeng called a meeting with everyone in the family.
Meetings are a new thing. In the Qin family, Hu Yufeng has the final say on all matters. No matter what others think in their hearts, they all appear to be loyal workhorses.
Upon hearing about the meeting, the whole family gathered in the main room for unknown reasons.
Either standing or sitting, waiting for Hu Yufeng to speak.
Hu Yufeng sorted out her thoughts first, then went straight to the point: "I have something I want to discuss with you today." When she said "you", she was only looking at Qin Wenli and Yang Xiu.
Qin Shengtian? Ever since he threatened to die, Hu Yufeng treated him as if he didn't exist in the family.
"You all know the situation at home. We can barely eat and wear warm clothes, but we don't have any extra money. We don't even dare to see a sick family member. I thought about it and decided to find a way to make money. What do you think, Wenli?"
Wen Li was still confused. His old mother suddenly imitated the brigade cadres in holding meetings and even realized how to make money.
How incredible it is.
Qin Wenli's eldest brother's family is in the vermicelli business. A few years ago, he wanted to help Qin Wenli and let him start selling vermicelli as well.
Qin Wenli discussed the matter with Hu Yufeng with great anticipation. How did Hu Yufeng say:
"Do business, any business, do you have the brains or the capital? If you want to find your parents when you are strong enough, just say so. You still have your parents even if you lose money, so why are we begging for food?"
From then on, Qin Wenli never mentioned the word business again and reduced his contact with his brother, for fear that Hu Yufeng might go crazy one day and implicate his elder brother.
So at this moment, he couldn't believe it.
Seeing that Qin Wenli didn't say anything, Hu Yufeng thought for a moment and knew the crux of the problem.
She glanced at Qin Wenli indifferently, then raised her chin towards Yang Xiu, meaning, "You say."
Yang Xiu thought for a while and said, "Mom, we must make money. The baby is growing up, and my grandma is getting old. There will be many places to spend money in the future."
Yang Xiu hesitated for a moment: "That's right...we are all farmers, we know how to grow crops..."
Hu Yufeng nodded and asked Qin Wenli, "Wenli, what do you think?"
Qin Wenli made up his mind, "I have to make money. Everything will be easier if I have money. But how do I make money, mom?"
Yes, how to make money. The whole family looked at Hu Yufeng, waiting for the answer.
Hu Yufeng's idea was not very mature either: "That's why we are discussing it together. Let me suggest one thing first. Yesterday at the market, I saw many people setting up stalls. Xiu'er is good at making things, so why not sell food?"
Yang Xiu quickly waved her hand: "I can't do that. I can do it at home, but I can't set up a stall."
Hu Yufeng frowned, "So what do you guys want to do?"
Qin Wenli thought for a moment and said, "How about selling tofu? We make it every year during the Chinese New Year, and everyone in my family knows how to make it."
Hu Yufeng thought about it and thought it was a good idea. At the beginning, she decided to try what she was best at.
"Then let's sell tofu!" Hu Yufeng made the final decision.
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