Reborn 1980 Koi Cute Wife

Chapter 344
"It's all my mother's fault. Like your Aunt Wu said, if I were better, you wouldn't be so angry."

Jiang Xiuru lowered her head in reproach, she is a useless mother.

"Mom, don't talk about unhappy things. You have become a full-time employee. Should we celebrate?"

On the first day of the new year, I held my mother's arm, and the ice on my face disappeared instantly, and I became a soft and cute little girl again.

"Okay, my daughter said to celebrate, so let's celebrate."

Jiang Xiuru looked at her daughter's beautiful big eyes, her loving mother's lust appeared in her eyes, and she wanted to turn her daughter into a princess.

"Now go to the gate of the light machinery factory, there should be vegetable sellers."

On the first day of the new year, I took my mother and walked towards the light machine factory. The small market over there was great. You can buy things without a ticket as long as you have money.

The couple came to the gate of the light machine factory. The factory was about to close at this time, and the stalls selling all kinds of agricultural products and mountain goods outside the gate were set up early, shouting, looking around, ready to escape at any time, making a little money this year is too much Difficult, accidentally cut off the tail.

"Mom, there is an old hen! I bought chicken soup and will send it to grandma tomorrow."

As soon as I arrived at the market on the first day of the new year, I saw an old farmer in plain clothes selling his own old hens. There were not many, only two legs were tied together with red strings. She ran over excitedly and squatted on the old hen. He turned around and cheered for his mother.

"The little girl is so filial."

When the old farmer heard the words of the first day of junior high school, he showed a simple and honest smile on his face. The wrinkles on this smiling face were piled up together, revealing simplicity and simplicity.

"How much is one?"

On the first day of the new year, I smiled and raised my head. Generally, every family in the countryside will raise a few laying hens. Usually, the money for soy sauce and salt is exchanged with eggs. Are you willing to sell the old hen?
"One is three yuan."

The old farmer was a little hesitant, tentatively stretched out three fingers, and looked at Lunar New Year's Day and Jiang Xiuru nervously, afraid of being scolded by them.

"Three dollars? Is it too expensive?"

When Jiang Xiuru heard the price, she immediately raised her voice. The normal price is one yuan and fifty cents a piece, and it would be as expensive as two yuan.

"Big sister, I haven't sold it before, so I don't know the price, why don't you pay me back? I'll sell it to you if it suits you."

The old farmer brother scratched his head in embarrassment, smiled embarrassingly, his eyes were full of guilt, he knew that the price was high, but everyone in the village said that the people in the city had money, and it was okay to ask for more, and his family was really short of money, so he bought it. Take out the old hen and sell it.

"Brother, I will give you a lot. It costs two yuan a piece, and you can usually buy it for one yuan and five. I have also stayed in the countryside before. If you sell it in the village, it would be nice to give you one yuan and five."

Jiang Xiuru negotiated the price with a serious face. She only paid 16 yuan for a month of hard work as a temporary worker, and only 38 yuan when she became a full-time worker.

She didn't speak on the first day of the new year. She kept observing the old farmer. He didn't look like a cunning person. There was a faint flicker of embarrassment in his eyes and a sad expression on his face. He must have encountered difficulties.

"Then, I'll give you two yuan."

The farmer brother heard that Jiang Xiuru also came from the countryside, and he spoke clearly. He gritted his teeth and agreed, and bent down to untie the red rope that tied the chicken legs.

On the first day of the new year, I saw his outstretched hands. The skin was darkened by the sun, the fingers could not be straightened, and the backs of the hands were full of cracks. It hurt for him to see it. I couldn't bear it, so I took it out of my pocket. Offer five yuan and hand it over.

"Uncle, I want these two chickens, and I'll give you five yuan."

The farmer uncle and Jiang Xiuru were stunned at the same time. How could there be any reason to pay more after the price was negotiated?

(End of this chapter)