Eight zero lucky women have space

Chapter 24
"Grandpa. I haven't finished college yet! You don't want to get involved in the marriage!" Gu Yuxuan closed his eyes with a headache, but the dream of Lu Qingwan jumping off the spaceship appeared in his mind.

He is also crazy.

Even if he knows that dreams are opposite to reality, even if he really met Lu Qingwan who committed suicide by jumping into a river not long ago in real life, it was all by chance.

"You deserve to be single!" Gu Zhiqing gave Gu Yuxuan a hard look, and angrily returned to Gu's house with the couplets she just bought.

The mission of Gu Yuxuan to come to Beiji Village this time is to take Gu Zhiqing back to the imperial capital to enjoy the blessings.

But the old man was stubborn. He witnessed Province H saw Beidacang from Beidahuang with his own eyes, and he had feelings for him. Even if he was approved to go back, Gu Zhiqing was unwilling to go back.

Gu Yuxuan sighed softly, he opened his eyes, there was no sign of Gu Zhiqing in his sight!

Near noon, the sun rose and shone warmly on Niu Cuihua and Qingwan.

Lu Qingwan knows how to do business, the more buyers can't get it, the more itchy her heart will be.

She didn't sell it according to one day, so she asked Niu Cuihua to tell the people around that today's portion has been sold out, and if everyone wants it, they can come back tomorrow morning.

Tomorrow morning is New Year's Eve, everyone must be celebrating the New Year at home, and it is obviously impossible to come out again.

"Sister Cuihua." Yang Dajun, who had finally lined up in the queue, rubbed his cold hands, "See if you can be flexible, let Wanwan write a picture for us, and I will pay you one dollar."

"One dollar?!"

Niu Cuihua's eyes were straightened. She is a rough person with little education. All she knows is that Wanwan has read a lot of books and has good grades and good-looking handwriting.

"If you think it's too little, I can pay you two yuan!"

Yang Dajun's eldest brother-in-law is the head of Beiji Village, and their Yang family owns a winery, so they are not short of money.

No matter how tempted Niu Cuihua was, she had to seek Lu Qingwan's opinion.But you can't ignore Lu Qingwan's physical condition just because of making money.

"Dajun." Niu Cuihua politely rejected Yang Dajun, "Look, Wanwan has been writing for so long, you have to give her time to rest!"

"Three yuan?" Yang Dajun still thought that his money was not enough.

Three yuan is enough for Niu Cuihua to eat breakfast for a week, she swallowed subconsciously.

Lu Qingwan shook her head: "Uncle Yang, I'm sorry, you feel tired from standing. What's more--I've been writing all morning, so I should take a rest."

"Ten dollars!"

It was rare for Yang Dajun to come across such beautiful characters, he gritted his teeth as if he was in a daze.

Ten dollars.

Niu Cuihua almost fainted.

Wanwan's writing is more than her monthly salary, and she still has a way to go to school.

"Since Uncle Yang is so sincere, I'll write another picture!" She blew on her palm, waited for the heat to come over, picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink, and started writing.

Lu Qingwan wrote the first couplet on paper unhurriedly.

"Good words! Good words!" After finishing writing, Yang Dajun held it in his hand and praised repeatedly: "Cuihua! You are such a blessed daughter!"

Niu Cuihua likes to hear people praise her daughter the most.

Yang Dajun seemed to regard Lu Qingwan as a master of calligraphy, and he didn't feel that he was grateful for paying ten yuan.

After finishing Yang Dajun's business, the customers in the back row also raised their prices one after another. At the end of the operation, today's money, ten yuan and ten yuan, accumulated to about two hundred.

In 1988, it was not too cool to have a hundred and ten dollars in your pocket.

(End of this chapter)