Shen Zhihuan, who was sore all over, lay at home for a whole night and a whole day, and Xiao Weidong brought his food and drinks to his bedside.
Shen Zhihuan was able to enjoy his old age life in advance.
At night, Shen Zhihuan dragged his aching body to the cypress forest.
After Qin Bin counted the money, Shen Zhihuan reached out and took it and stuffed it into his pocket.
"Fifth Master..."
"If you have something to say, say it!" Qin Bin paused while moving the basket and simply stood up.
Whenever this girl says something sweet, nothing good will happen.
When nothing happens, she doesn't even say "hello", just takes the money and leaves, and when something happens, she calls him Wu Ye. It's rare to find someone as realistic as her, but she's still hard to dislike.
"Do you have any cotton? I want to buy some." Shen Zhihuan grinned.
The cotton production is not high these days, and with the rampant diseases and pests, the amount of cotton harvested is not much, and naturally there is even less distributed to the villagers.
Plus, there is strength in numbers...
The result of having more children is that the power is greater, more people earn work points, but the expenses also increase.
You can't want the cow to run but not want it to eat grass, right? !
Eating is easy, just add a few handfuls of wild vegetables and a bucket of water, as long as you don’t starve to death.
It's troublesome to wear.
It’s not so bad in the summer; you can wash a coarse cloth jacket at night and still wear it the next day.
But what about winter? In this mountainous area, without a cotton-padded jacket, it would be really deadly.
The little cotton each household was allocated was used up by themselves, so there was no extra cotton to sell.
"It's only been a short time since the beginning of autumn. Are you going to take the cotton back to cover up the maggots?" Before Qin Bin could say anything, Huang Xiaoer, who was carrying a basket of apples onto the car, started laughing.
Qin Bin kicked him and said, "If you can't speak, shut up!"
Huang Xiaoer became obedient instantly.
"How much do you want?" Qin Bin looked at Shen Zhihuan. He didn't know why, but he always felt that something was wrong with this girl today. She seemed a little weird, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
"I want 80 kilograms." Shen Zhihuan made a rough calculation.
One bed for her mother, one bed for little Weidong, and one bed for her. The original owner's eldest sister had nothing when she got married, so she wanted to give her a bed, and one bed for the two little girls. Each bed weighs ten kilograms of cotton quilt, and the five beds weigh fifty kilograms.
Make three more thin quilts for summer cover, and the rest will be enough to sew cotton-padded jackets.
"For your marriage?" This possibility suddenly popped into Qin Bin's mind.
"No! I use it at home. The cotton quilt at home has been used for many years. It's time to change it." Shen Zhihuan laughed.
Marry at the age of seventeen...
She is not that pessimistic.
"How many beds do you want to make? I have an acquaintance who can fluff cotton. When they are done, I will bring them to you so you don't have to find someone else to make them." Qin Bin didn't know why his upset heart suddenly settled down, and he felt relaxed.
"I want to make five beds of ten-jin cotton quilts, and three beds of six-jin spring and autumn quilts. Just give me the remaining cotton and I will use it to sew cotton-padded jackets. Uncle Wu, can you calculate how much it will cost?" Shen Zhihuan reached into his pocket and took out the big unity, which was still warm.
"We'll figure it out when the time comes!" Qin Bin waved his hand and suddenly said, "I'm only 24, is it appropriate for you to call me Fifth Master?"
Shen Zhihuan was stunned for a moment.
Wu Ye is not suitable? What is inappropriate?
No matter what era, those who are capable are the boss.
"Fifth brother." Since the other person thought she was calling him old, Shen Zhihuan quickly changed her words.
"That's good enough." Qin Bin waved his hand with satisfaction, and the five-person convoy set off.
After watching the few people walk away, Shen Zhihuan collected the basket and walked back with his aching body, staggering step by step.
Anyway, the styles of fabrics are similar these days, so who knows whether they bought them this year or made them in previous years.
"Fifth brother, every time we return the basket to her, the little girl never offers to give us a discount." Huang Xiaoer's younger brother Huang Xiaosan rode to Qin Bin's side and said somewhat dissatisfiedly.
The supply and marketing cooperative sells this kind of basket for 30 cents each. 30 cents each means 3 yuan for 10 baskets. They bring at least 40 or 50 baskets each time, which means more than 10 yuan! "I didn't hear you clearly. Can you say it again?" Qin Bin's face sank and his voice was serious and dangerous.
"Five..." Huang Xiaosan's heart skipped a beat.
"Fifth Master, he is young and ignorant, so don't bother with him." Huang Xiaoer quickly pedaled his tricycle over and hit his brother Huang Xiaosan on the back of the head.
"Teach him properly when you have time. I don't want to hear people around me say such brainless things again." Qin Bin said coldly.
"I understand, Fifth Master." Huang Xiaoer glared at his younger brother fiercely and said quickly.
When he is at home, tell him to do more and talk less.
He, on the other hand, procrastinates in doing things and blurts out things that he should and shouldn't say.
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
You dare to call me Fifth Brother...
It's like a toad yawning - what a loud yawn.
He has followed Fifth Master for seven or eight years and has never had the delusion of calling him Fifth Brother, so he is not shy.
The little girl is called...
Huang Xiaoer turned his head and looked at Qin Bin, and suddenly he understood something.
No wonder so many people were idle, but Fifth Master insisted on coming here in person.
Are they going to have... a fifth grandmother? "The road is on my face?" Qin Bin glanced at them coldly.
"No, no..." Huang Xiaoer hastily retracted his gaze. Shen Zhihuan returned home and fell asleep.
Not far away, Wang Lianhua was lying on her bed, tossing and turning over the salted fish she had fried all night.
After finally waiting until dawn, Wang Lianhua sent Wang Baotian and Wang Chunxi away. She closed the gate and pulled Wang Chungen into the house.
"Mom, why can't you wait until I come back to tell me what's going on? I still have to go to town to learn how to use a tractor!" Seeing that the sun was about to rise, Wang Chungen was so anxious!
"You..." Wang Lianhua opened her mouth, but didn't know how to start again and closed it again.
"Mom, what's the matter?" Wang Chungen saw his mother's embarrassed face and felt a little uneasy.
"Are you and...Zhihuan girl...dating?" Wang Lianhua looked worried.
"Mom, what are you talking about?" Wang Chungen's face suddenly turned red.
"That's good! That's good! It's good that I don't have a boyfriend!" Wang Lianhua patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
She was scared to death!
"Mom, haven't you always thought Zhihuan was good?" Seeing her mother like this, Wang Chungen had nothing to understand.
Wang Lianhua was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "Silly child, there are so many good people in this world, are you going to marry all of them to be your mother's daughter-in-law?"
Thinking of something, she sighed and continued, "Zhihuan is a good girl, but she can't be the daughter-in-law of our Wang family..."
"Mom, why?" Wang Chungen's face changed.
"Your father and I have the only son like you. You are the only descendant in our Wang family. You know about Zhihuan's body. Can you bear to let her risk her life to give birth to children for you?" Wang Lianhua looked at her son with a serious expression she had never had before.
"Mom, I understand!" Wang Chungen nodded with red eyes, and his whole body seemed to have been drained of energy.
Zhihuan and Su Zijie broke off their engagement. He felt sorry for Zhihuan, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
He thought he could...
(End of this chapter)