Dress up as an eighty-year-old girl, earn money and learn to do everything

Chapter 42 Returning to the Village [[-]]

After Xiang Wan locked the door, he took out milk and bread from the platform and ate it.

The three of them drank until nine o'clock in the evening. After Fu Cuiju and Hua Peirong brought them home, Xiang Guan helped Xiang Xiong, who was drunk, go back to the room and lie down.

"Girl, where's my girl?" Xiang Xiong lay on the bed and moaned, waving his hands in search of Xiang Wan.

"Dad, I'll wipe your face." Xiang Guan took a washcloth and wiped Xiang Xiong's face so that he could sleep more comfortably.

Xiang Xiong didn't know if he understood or not, anyway, he stopped moving around and obediently let Xiang Wan wipe his face.

After that, Xiang Wan opened the window in the room, lit a plate of mosquito coils, and finally turned on the fan, then closed the door and went out to clean up the mess on the dinner table.

After Xiang Wan cleared the dining table, the mung bean soup also cooled down. Xiang Wan put the mung bean soup into Xiang Xiong's kettle and put cold water to keep it.

By the time Xiang Wan went back to his room and lay down, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

The next day when Xiang Wan woke up, Xiang Xiong was no longer at home, and there was a note on the table, which was full of father's instructions to his daughter, full of worries between the lines.

There is also a piece of ten yuan under the note, so that Xiang Wan can eat better in the past few days.

Xiang Wan couldn't help showing a smile, then ate the breakfast Xiang Xiong made, and followed Wu Yan to school.

For the next three days, Xiang Guan was studying, and he either ate lunch or dinner in the canteen, or ate the self-heating rice or noodles exchanged by the platform.

During the period, both Fu Cuiju and Hua Peirong came to the house and asked Xiang Wan to go to the house for dinner, but Xiang Wan refused.

Xiang Xiong came back on the morning of the fourth day. When he came back, he brought big and small bags of all kinds of mountain goods, which were stuffed by fellow villagers.

When Xiang Wan came home at noon, he saw a pile of things on the table, and then looked at Xiang Xiong who was cooking in the kitchen. He smiled and said, "Dad, when did you come back?"

"I arrived at home after nine o'clock in the morning. Those on the table are mountain products from the villagers. In the past two days, my father will make soup for you to nourish your body."

Xiang Wan nodded with a smile, and while sorting out the things, he asked, "Did you go well this time? Did you harvest a lot of tea?"

"There are many, there are many. There is a mountain full of wild tea trees. Xiao Peng went up to the mountain to see it on the day he went, and then organized the villagers to go to the mountain to pick tea, and each person was given [-] cents a day. Fortunately, it is not the peak season for crops. It’s really hard to collect things for a few days.”

Speaking of Xiangxiong bringing out the prepared meals, he continued: "Xiao Peng filled a cart full of tea this time, and a villager helped pick it for two days. The village chief usually helps take care of it.”

What is the concept of a cart full of tea leaves? Xiang Wan couldn't imagine how spectacular it would be, so he thought about it and asked, "How much did you pay for those tea leaves?"

"Originally, Xiao Peng was going to give ten cents a catty, but the villagers felt embarrassed. After all, the final five cents a catty was settled, mainly because the tea leaves were all in the mountains and no one took care of them. Five cents was nothing. Got it."

Xiang Wan raised his eyebrows: "Then Brother Peng must be very happy this time, the harvest is so great."

Xiang Xiong smiled and nodded: "No, I still have to pack a bag and bring it back, but to be honest, although those tea leaves are wild, they taste sweet and thirst-quenching, and those farmers who do farm work in the countryside like it. drink this."

"That's very good."

Generally, tea in the countryside is the cheapest tea you can buy, or you pick wild tea trees on the mountain. The tea you brew is sweet and mellow, which quenches your thirst and refreshes you.

Unlike the tea in the future, various varieties emerge in endlessly, and the price is very expensive. They are all artificially propagated, not as pure as wild ones.

Xiang Wan suddenly had the idea of ​​harvesting tea saplings, so he asked, "Dad, do those tea trees have saplings?"

"Then why not, otherwise, how would those tea trees multiply from a few trees to a mountain? This time, saplings sprouted under many tea trees. In a few years, there may be more tea trees. If Xiao Peng collects tea every year, those tea trees It can be used as a good source of income for the village.”

Xiang Wan's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Dad, when I have a long vacation, let's go back to the village and have a look. I haven't been back since I grew up."

Naturally, Xiang Xiong didn't refuse.

The two of them had just finished their lunch when Xiang Hui came to the door. When they met Xiang Wan, he was all smiles, making Xiang Wan's heart shudder.

It was Xiang Xiong who knew his sister best, and while drinking tea, he said angrily: "Speak up if you have something to do, what are you doing with a grin?"

Xiang Hui's expression froze for a moment, and after sitting down next to Xiang Xiong, he said softly, "Brother, I heard that you have made money recently, how much money have you made?"

Xiang Xiong glanced at Xiang Hui strangely, and said in a calm tone, "Who told you that? I can make money like this?"

"Oh, don't worry about who told me, just say whether you make money or not! Hey, what are you doing looking at me like this, I'll just ask, and I won't ask you to borrow money."

Xiang Xiong glanced at his daughter, and said slowly, "I made some money, but I used it to pay off my debts."

"I heard what kind of schoolbags you are making. I see that many people in your daughter's school are carrying them. What do you think of those styles? Don't say they look good."

Well, the purpose of coming is clear, Xiang Wan glanced at the two of them, and then went back to the room.

Xiang Hui was full of money-making business and didn't care about his niece's attitude at all. He pulled Xiang Xiong and continued, "Brother, I'm your own sister. You have to think about me when you need to make money. I'm pretty good at crafting too. It must be faster than yours, why don't you teach me?"

Xiang Xiong guessed Xiang Hui's purpose, thought for a while and said, "Those styles are all drawn by Xiao Wan. If you really want to learn, just ask her. If she agrees, I will teach you."

"Hey, you are the head of the family, can you talk well? What does she know about movies like a little girl, and she won't listen to what you say."

Xiang Xiong's eyes sank, and he waved his hands impatiently: "Either my daughter agrees, or you don't touch it, that's it."

Xiang Hui was helpless, angry but didn't dare to show it, he hesitated for a while before nodding angrily, and walked towards Xiang Wan's room.

Xiang Wan heard the two of them clearly in the room, so before Xiang Hui came in, he said: "I have no objection, you can do it if you want."

Xiang Hui's opened mouth remained silent for a long time, and after a while, he walked to Xiang Xiong with a smile on his face: "Did you hear, your daughter has no objections."

"I heard, the style map is in my room, go and get it yourself."

After getting the letter, Xiang Hui walked to Xiang Xiong's room in three steps at a time, picked up the drawings on the sewing machine, looked at them again and again, and finally took the two styles of drawings together: "Thank you, then I will go to the room first." Go back and think about it."

Go away without stopping.

Xiang Xiong looked helplessly at the girl who came out: "Didn't you always dislike your aunt? Why did you agree so easily?"

(End of this chapter)