Qiao Erlang took out a large wooden basin, a dustpan, and a small scale, and moved a small table, and the consignee's formation was set up in a proper manner.
The first person to arrive was Fusheng, the youngest son of Wang Da Kui, the village chief. He had a small body, but was carrying a basket that was half a head taller than him, which contained several kilograms of red fruits.
When he was about to reach the threshold of Qiao's house, he had to put the basket on the threshold, and then he had to lie on the threshold and flip sideways before he could get in. When Qiao Erlang saw this, he quickly ran over and took the things in his hand.
Although they were the same age, Qiao Erlang had been practicing martial arts and eating meat every day for the past six months. He was full three times a day. The basket that Li Fusheng had to lift with one hand was very strenuous. When the two stood together, Qiao Erlang even had to squat half of his body to look at the other person at eye level.
Qiao Errang poured all the fruits into the winnowing basket. The red fruits seemed to roll around because of the uneven bottom of the winnowing basket, so the good and bad ones could be easily distinguished. Dalang, Sanlang, Silang and Wulang gathered around the winnowing basket and began to pick out the different fruits.
Then he handed them to Qiao Erlang to weigh one by one.
"The best fruit is 1.2 jin, the medium fruit is 2 jin, and the rest is bad fruit, which can't be used. The best fruit is 5 wen per jin as we agreed, and the medium fruit will be 1 wen cheaper. I can only give you 4 wen. Is there any problem?"
Wang Fusheng watched everyone picking things up, and knowing that Qiao Erlang was telling the truth, he shook his head and said, "No."
Qiao Erlang skillfully took out his own small notebook, flipped through a few pages, licked the tip of his brush and prepared to do the accounting: "Are you keeping accounts or something?"
He swallowed nervously and whispered, "Brother Qiao, can I settle all my previous accounts and exchange them for some millet and rice?"
Qiao Erlang was a little confused: "Didn't you always keep accounts in the past, saying that you would save them for a small business in the future?"
Wang Fusheng lowered his head and spoke in a low voice, like the hum of a mosquito, "Dad is not at home, and Mom gave birth to a little sister this morning. She needs something to nourish her. Let's talk about it after we do business!"
"You have a sister. This is good news. I will help you exchange her!" Qiao Erlang was a little surprised, but when he remembered that Aunt Wang had been working in the fields with a big belly every day for the past two months, he said seriously, "Your mother should be well nourished during her confinement!"
The King of Qi spit out a mouthful of tea, and couldn't help but laugh at Qiao Erlang's appearance of being a little lucky man, "You kid, do you know what confinement is? You're still taking care of yourself?"
"Of course I know. My grandmother said that women need a month of recuperation after giving birth. Unless it is absolutely necessary, they should eat well, sleep well, and not get angry during this month! That way they won't have health problems in the future! I'm going to get married in the future, so I should know these principles. Is that the only way I can take good care of him?"
"You will be a man of integrity in the future. Why are you so afraid of your wife and not afraid of being laughed at by others? Don't you have no face?"
Qiao Erlang raised his head, not without pride, "Compared with a comfortable life, what's face? I'm not living for others to see!" After that, he bowed to the King of Qi and said, "Your Highness, I'll be back soon."
When Qiao Erlang came to the front yard again, he waved to Wang Fusheng: "Come quickly, my grandma is calling you!"
Wang Fusheng dropped the bamboo basket, brushed off the dirt on his body and ran over, looking surprised: "Granny Qiao really called me?"
"Of course, how could it be false?" After saying that, he took his hand and walked towards the inner courtyard! Qiao Dalang and Qiao Sanlang stayed behind to watch and wait for others to arrive.
Qiao Xin didn't remember much about the villagers in Laohu Town. Except for Li Zhong's family, the other villagers basically kept their distance from them.
The reason why I asked about Wang Fusheng was that I received a letter from Qiao Yunxin a few days ago and became concerned about this family. Wang Fusheng's father, Wang Dagui, went to serve in the military camp of Fan Boqing with Qiao Yunxin's group last year. Now he happens to work under Qiao Yunxin and is considered his confidant.
When Qiao Yunxin and Qiao Yunting sent the letter back this time, they happened to mention in the letter that Wang Dagui's wife was about to give birth, and asked him, as a mother, to help take care of her.
Wang Dagui's family now only has an old mother with weak legs and feet, a son of four or five years old, and a pregnant daughter-in-law. Originally, it was not his turn to serve in the army, but when he left, his sick father was still alive and insisted on leaving in the spring! The little military pay he received had already filled the hole that the family members borrowed to do things when they were sick, and their life was hard!
Ten out of ten families in Laohu Town struggled to make ends meet, but they had many children. Qiao Xin didn't say anything when they were happy to live a life of contentment and contentment. People say that you can help in times of emergency but not in poverty, and she didn't intend to be a self-righteous saint who asked the villagers of Laohu Town to have fewer children and plant more trees in the name of doing good for others, so that they can quickly achieve wealth.
But this family was too special. The eldest son and the youngest grandson both cared about them. They repeatedly mentioned in front of her that they had no bad impression of this family. Since she had met them, she had to express her gratitude.
But looking at this big-headed kid who was a head shorter than Erlang, and calling her Grandma Qiao obediently, Qiao Xin's heart could no longer be hardened.
Qiao Xin pulled the person up and held her bamboo-like hand, and said in a gentle voice, "When did mother give birth to a sister for you? Why didn't you come to tell me the news, so that Grandma Qiao could also share in the joy!"
Wang Fusheng had seen Qiao Xin before, but only from a distance. She had heard about Qiao Xin countless times from her parents and grandparents. Her grandmother had lamented more than once that if she had one tenth of Qiao Xin's ability, life at home would not be so hard. But this was the first time she had actually spoken to Qiao Xin.
Because the little guy was so thin, his eyes looked particularly abrupt and innocent when he looked at people, and he spoke slowly and methodically: "Grandma said that there are distinguished guests coming to Grandma Qiao's house, so we must not disturb them. It won't be too late to tell everyone in a day. Anyway, mom and sister are safe."
"Good boy, your father has sent a letter, asking us to take care of him. I'll let Aunt Xu go with you to see your mother later!" Then he said to Xu: "Look, there are still a dozen eggs in the kitchen. There are also two crucian carps that Dalang and his friends caught today. You can take them over later. Stew them with tofu to increase milk production!"
"Yes!" Xu agreed. She understood that helping her husband take care of his subordinates' families was something he, as a wife, had to learn to do. Her mother-in-law was giving her a chance.
Wang Fusheng came out with a big smile on his face, and Xu was holding his hand, carrying a basket covered with a red cloth. Mo Jiaquan followed behind them, carrying half a bag of things.
Seeing everyone in the front yard looking over, Xu bowed, and then Qiao Erlang ran over and said to Fusheng, "That's it, our account is now settled, you better work harder in the future!"
Fusheng grinned and nodded heavily!
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