The happiness of rebirth is knocking on the door

Chapter 7

The next day was Sunday, the only day off in a week. Li Xiaohong got up early as planned, did morning exercises, and practiced calligraphy for a while.

At this time, there is no way to learn some knowledge I like, because there are no books.

Needless to say, there are several comic books in the bookstore in the village.As for the county seat, tens of miles away, the first time I went to participate in an essay competition in my previous life was when I was in elementary school.

At that time, the two teachers were also unfamiliar with each other, and the little girl followed the male teacher and began to feel embarrassed.Later, when she wanted to go to the toilet, she only remembered that there were long alleys everywhere, and she couldn't find a toilet anywhere. In order to find a toilet, she walked a long way, and she endured it to the limit, which was extremely uncomfortable.

In her previous life, Li Xiaohong was always restless. Those beautiful words were read slowly after work when the mind was calm. Her memory was already bad, and she couldn't even remember the specific content.The few scattered books at home are the books of Marx, Enlaisi, and at this time, the family is idle, and there is nothing to pass the extra time.

Xiaohong felt that she was going to be too idle to panic, cough, she still couldn't get enough energy to cultivate her energy.

Li Xiaohong feels that, going back to the past, the most painful thing is not the rapid decline of material life, but the poverty of spiritual life, and the emptiness where there is nowhere to learn even something.

What my sister tastes is not bitterness, but loneliness. Thinking of this sentence, Li Xiaohong felt a little flustered.

There is no entertainment, no books, no peer-to-peer spiritual communication, especially for those who come back from an era when the Internet has become a must for life, and all kinds of books have sprung up like mushrooms, it is really a terrible thing.

I also looked through the few newspapers I had at home. According to the information in the newspapers, the reform and opening up of society is inevitable, and the newspapers are already creating public opinion for this.

How about going to play games with the kids?Li Xiaohong shook her head to get this thought out of her mind. She has grown an adult soul, so she can't get involved in it no matter what.

Finally, Li Xiaohong found the book in the corner of the house, found Taizu's anthology, and slowly flipped through it.

In fact, after Pinde went in, I found that Taizu's writing was very good.The writing is sharp, the arguments are precise, and the words are precise. I remember that he was selected in the textbooks in high school and had several argumentative essays.Although this is a bit boring for those who are used to the rich and colorful online novels of later generations, it is better than nothing.

Time flies when you have something to do.

Mom is right, Dad came home in the morning.

Hearing the tinkling of bicycles outside, mixed with the sound of her father greeting people, Li Xiaohong rushed out.

Saw Dad pushing a semi old permanent bike into the yard.

He is not too tall, 1.7 meters a little higher, but he is tall and straight, with a military-style integrity.And wearing a pair of glasses on his nose, which dilutes the masculinity unique to soldiers on his body, making him appear gentle and polite.

Otherwise, my mother, a village female worker committee member who often ran around the village for meetings, would not have married my father, an only seedling.In my mother's time, Du Miao was unwilling to marry because she had no one to help her.

"Dad, you're back."

"Mother Hong, I'm back."

The plain conversation between the two made Li Xiaohong's nose a little sour. This is her father, who has always been kind to her.

At this time, he was still in good health, healthy, with strong limbs, and he was at the best age of a man in his early thirties.I haven't been bent by the burden of life, and I haven't been crippled by illness.

Never before at this moment, she was so grateful to Mantian God and Buddha, no matter what the reason was, it brought her back to this moment, to the present when her parents were still healthy.

She rushed over, threw herself into Dad's arms, and hugged Dad tightly.

In the previous life, I rarely saw my father, and once in a while, he left in a hurry.So Li Xiaohong was a little afraid of her father when she was a child, so she couldn't get close.When I got older, as an introverted girl, I was embarrassed to express my intimacy with my father.

And Li Zhijun is not a person who can express himself and show his emotions, so this hug with his father is the first time for Li Xiaohong since he can remember.

It turns out that Dad's arms are like this, wide and thick, as safe as a mountain.

Perhaps startled by his daughter's rare intimacy, Li Zhijun patted his daughter's back clumsily, and said dotingly: "Girl, what's the matter, is there a bad boy bullying you? Come, tell dad, dad will give you Go vent."

Daddy's okay, still healthy and strong, which is great.

The sky is so blue and the air is so fresh, which is great.

"It's okay, why did it take you so long to come back?"

Li Zhijun took out a handful of fruit candies and stuffed them into Li Xiaohong's pocket.

"Are you missing Dad or the candy Dad brought?"

"Well, I want to." Li Xiaohong came out of her father's arms and sucked her nose.

Li Xiaolu couldn't help being taken advantage of by his sister, so he quickly hugged Li Zhijun's leg: "Sugar, sugar, mine!"

"Okay, you have it too." As he spoke, Li Zhijun also grabbed a handful for Li Xiaolu.

Is this the legendary thigh hug?Li Xiaohong thought secretly.

"Look at your two daughters, they are so close to you, I am serving them every day at home for nothing."

"Let's make vinegar! Make vinegar! Sour and fragrant vinegar!" At this time, the voice of a vinegar seller came from the street outside.

The whole family laughed at this moment.

Li Zhijun laughed and said, "Mother Hong, aren't you jealous of me? No, someone outside is selling it. Take the bottle and let Xiaohong beat it."

"Just go!" Zhang Meiying rolled his eyes at him, and said to Li Xiaohong, "Here, Xiaohong, this is [-] cents. Let's buy a bottle."

"Selling tofu, selling tofu, tender tofu!" Someone outside was hawking.

"Look at your luck. When you come back, all the sellers will come. Otherwise, I can only cook boiled cabbage for you."

"Isn't it? I still have a good fortune, so you can enjoy it with me."

"I, Fufu." Li Xiaolu said vaguely with sugar in his mouth.

Li Zhijun laughed loudly, he picked up Li Xiaolu and raised it above his head, "Hold it high!"

"Xiaohong, go and see how tofu is sold."

"Tofu seller, how much is a catty of tofu?"

"Fifty cents a catty, if you exchange beans, it's a catty of beans and a catty and a half of tofu."

I went back and told my mother, Zhang Meiying poured some soybeans, Li Xiaohong took the bottle, and the whole family came out.

The tofu changer pulled a flat-bed cart and parked in the middle of the street with the handlebars down.

"The exchange is too little, let's have more, one catty of beans can yield several catties of tofu."

"One catty six taels at most. I'll give you a higher scale."

"Two catties, if I can, I will exchange a few more catties."

"Big sister, you also know that sometimes the whole tofu will go bad if the stew is not cooked properly. I also have to ask for money, don't I?"

"Look, no one has come yet. If I buy it and eat it, it will be a good start, and I will also promote it for you."

"Okay, okay, it's worth a pound at most, and it's fine if you don't change it. Don't tell others, it won't be so cheap if you give it to others."

"Success, don't worry."

From Nanjing to Beijing, buyers are not as good as sellers.

Li Xiaohong knew that one catty of soybeans could yield four to five catties of tofu, so the tofu sellers would make more than half of the profit.However, people have come here with a shelf cart all the way, if they don't make money, who will do it?

Thinking of this, she thought that the autumn harvest would be coming soon, and everyone worked hard every year when harvesting wheat and harvesting autumn, and they were all willing to make some delicious food.If I can make tofu cheaper at my own home, I should be able to sell better at that section, and my home can make some money.

The most important thing is that selling tofu is just the beginning. Through this incident, a plan that she has always wanted to implement can be better implemented.

But this matter, tell her mother that she can't.My mother has never done business, and has been an honest farmer all her life, so she has no sense of business at all.On the contrary, her father was running outside and was well-informed. She had to win his support first.

So, she quietly pulled Li Zhijun aside.Li Zhijun bent down to her ear, and his daughter said, "Dad, you see, this tofu seller can make a lot of money. A classmate of mine makes tofu. He said that one catty of soybeans can usually make four to five catties of tofu." .He sold it to us for just over a catty. How about we also pull some tofu during the autumn harvest and sell it in our village when we come back?”

Li Zhijun looked at his daughter in surprise. He only knew that her daughter was studying very well and was smart. He didn't expect his daughter to disappear for a while, so he had some ideas.

"Generally, everyone is willing to eat something good in the autumn. Tofu is quick and delicious. This is a good way. It's just that no one in our family is free. I have to go to work and I can't come back. Your mother still Gotta work."

"Look, our primary school will be on vacation for two weeks during the autumn harvest, and I can't do any work during the autumn harvest, so I can sell tofu."

"You are so young, how can you do it?"

"What's the matter with being small? I've already learned multiplication and calculation. As long as you teach me how to recognize the scale, I'll be fine."

Li Zhijun looked at Li Xiaohong for a long time, but Li Xiaohong remained silent and stood upright for him to look at.Seeing her daughter's calm expression, her attitude is natural.Li Zhijun is also a little moved. The children of the poor have long been in charge of their homes, and the six- and seven-year-old children in rural areas are already small laborers at home. They help take care of children, mow grass, and herd sheep. They can do some jobs within their capabilities.

Li Zhijun just felt that he was a little bit reluctant. The child is still so young, and he just wants to help the family earn money. Does this mean that he is not qualified as a parent?
So Li Zhijun said: "Actually, you don't need to be so anxious to make money. It's not like our family can't support you."

"I know, but I want to earn money. I think it's quite fun. Besides, the money you and your parents earn belongs to you, and I also want to earn my own money."

"But you are so small, you are not much taller than a shelf car, can you pull a moving car?"

"A piece of tofu doesn't weigh too much, so it saves effort to put it on the car. Besides, we don't have to buy a piece of tofu at the beginning. We just buy half a piece of tofu and try it out, so it's lighter."

Seeing that his daughter had made up his mind, Li Zhijun finally reluctantly agreed, and then the two teamed up to persuade Zhang Meiying.

When I asked, the tofu seller was called Chen Xiang, and he was in Chenjia Village, five miles away.The family discussed with him that when Li Xiaohong was on vacation, Li Xiaohong would pull the tofu by himself to save his time. For this reason, he would give it according to the standard of one catty of soybeans and three catties of tofu, and both parties were happy.

(End of this chapter)