"Xiu, since Pusa already has a spokesperson, don't you think it's reasonable to exchange things for water and food when the time comes?"
"Well, grandma, I will tell Brother Dayou next."
"Now you don't have to rack your brains to find opportunities to give things to everyone. Well, it's this kind of thing, you have to be extremely cautious."
"Grandma, I know."
"You are such a good person."
Before leaving, the old lady summarized again.
Xiushui shook her head.
“No, I use their labor to exchange for more profits for me. I am just a black-hearted middleman.
After all, one bag gives me one point, and one point can be exchanged for 100 kilograms of genetically modified food, but how much do they get?"
The old lady shook her head.
"You can't calculate it that way. If you didn't have this opportunity, where would they get this conversion method?
In fact, even in normal times, many people are willing to exchange work for food. After all, making one bag can be exchanged for ten kilograms of food.
"Anyway, I make a lot of money. They only give me ten kilograms for each bag, and I can get a hundred kilograms for one point."
After saying this, Xiushui grinned like a typical profiteer. "Anyway, I, a black-hearted businessman, am set up to be unstoppable."
The old lady smiled faintly, she knew her own granddaughter well.
However, it is indeed good to do good deeds without losing your original intention.
As a human being, when you are doing well, it is nice to help others.
The world is not just dark, it also needs a little light occasionally.
The people in Women's Village and Houshan Village all went crazy after receiving the mission.
Those who don’t know how to knit are now watching others and learning from them.
Those who don’t know how to sew just watch others do it, imitate them, and wish they could try their hand at it too.
In the past, men would never touch needlework, but Xiushui, holding the materials, looked up and saw that it was not only poor people like Gou Wa who were sewing bags with needles and thread.
Even many men in the village, and even some old men, carefully grasped the needles and made bags meticulously and methodically.
When Xiushui saw the old man Li who had been driven out actually sewing with a needle, she paused and pulled Chen Dayou in horror.
"Um, Old Man Li? Am I seeing things right?"
Chen Dayou is close to them, so he knows them very well.
"Yes, you read that right. He was kicked out by the mother and son last night. Now he has nothing to eat. If he doesn't earn enough food, he will starve to death.
"Is this his first time sewing?"
Looking at Old Li's unskilled look, he is obviously a novice.
"That's probably right. Anyway, if he fails to meet the standards, his food will be deducted. He also promised it himself."
"No, how could a man like him not go back to look for his original wife and children?"
"Uncle Li... he's got some guts. After being kicked out, he never looked back. But wrong is wrong, and I won't make that kind of stupid mistake."
"Oh, it seems that he is still quite capable."
"This is the price he should pay."
Chen Dayou's words made Xiushui blink. This young man needed to be observed. If Sister Xiufa was interested in him, it was not impossible to facilitate the relationship.
As for his appearance? Well, after seeing him for a while, he doesn't seem so fierce anymore. Just like my brother-in-law, maybe if he cleans up a bit, he can be quite manly!
When delivering the materials to the women's village, he unexpectedly saw Zhou Changchun in the corner, sewing bags with Lin Qiufen.
Perhaps noticing her gaze, Zhou Changchun looked up and met her eyes.
The latter's hand froze as he watched the needle about to pierce his thumb.
Xiushui laughed out loud, turned around, and walked away happily.
Lin Qiufen felt sorry for his son and kept breathing on him while pinching him.
"Chun Ge'er, stop doing it. Let mother sew it."
"Leave me alone. I earn my own food."
After saying that, he dodged her hand in disgust when she tried to touch him.
He glared at her hand fiercely, disgust almost written across his face.
Lin Qiufen's hands froze in the air. Ever since that incident, his son's face had always looked ugly.
Sometimes I even act like, "Do whatever you want, I don't care."
Last night she even chased Old Li away because she thought that if she cooperated with her son, his personality would improve.
But now it seems that her son's mood has not improved, and he still looks down on her.
She didn't want to serve the old man, but it was not easy for a woman to raise a son who was studying...
Suppressing the discomfort, she chattered as if nothing had happened.
"Actually, your Uncle Li is not bad. We just need to cater to him for a while, and then we can deal with him once my son becomes successful.
With him along the way, at least Mom won’t have to work so hard, and you won’t have to work so hard either.
One more person means one more income and more security on the road. I saw that he also got the materials and was making bags.
If he works with us and sews three or five bags a day, we can gain dozens of pounds.
Chun'er, why don't you go and call him back?"
"I said I hate him." Zhou Changchun's hands were shaking with anger.
"Okay, okay, it's a pity for Xiushui from the Wen family. Son, can you think of a way to bring her soul back..."
Zhou Changchun suddenly looked up and glared at her coldly. "Mom, it's bad enough that you're rotten to the core, but you're even targeting me.
I'm your son, not your adopted brother. Do you know how those people see me? They see me as a joke now.
All this is because of you, because of your meanness."
Lin Qiufen was stared at with disgust by his son, and he became angry.
She lowered her voice and sneered. "You actually despise me to this extent? You think I've embarrassed you.
Zhou Changchun, if I hadn't smiled and catered to those people, how could you have learned so much?
You think you are great because you have studied, but have you ever thought that if I hadn't gritted my teeth and paid for your education, could you be better than other men?
Isn't Gou Wa pitiful? If it weren't for me, you would be worse off than him, starving and being bullied, let alone studying.
Others may look down on me, but you, Zhou Changchun, have no right to look down on me. You are the one I raised with the money I paid for my body."
Zhou Changchun was in a state of panic. He dodged in panic and finally managed to utter a few words.
"I, I didn't. I just don't want you to be mean anymore, and don't even think about hitting on me."
Lin Qiufen forced herself to hold back her tears.
She suddenly softened her tone. "Okay, let's not talk about this now. Let's make bags and earn some food first."
"Okay, mother, we will be fine in the future, and your son will be filial to you in the future."
Zhou Changchun gave his mother a flattering smile, and the latter gave him a loving smile in return.
This scene really looks like a heartwarming scene of loving mother and filial piety.
However, both mother and son knew that once some barriers were established, it would be difficult to return to the way they were before.
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