When I came to the old place again, I found that Zhang Qian was looking outside a bunch of people, and Zhang Chunmei and other seven classmates were already surrounded by a lively crowd.

Zhang Chunmei, Liu Xiaoli, and Zhang Qian have already taken it as fun to walk around the street and sing two or three songs after dinner, but in fact, they are not just here to be helpful.

Later, a few students who joined found it fresh and interesting, and they also enjoyed it.

During this period, the learning tasks of primary school students are not heavy, Liu Xiaoli, Zhang Qian, etc. are all good students, learn easily, and spend dozens of minutes in the evening to help others.

Zhang Qian was already familiar here, and when she saw Huang Han, who was late, she immediately said, "Uncle and aunt, I'm sorry, please let me go, our classmate Huang Han has already come." ”

Today's Huang Han is completely different from the past, and a few old customers immediately saw it, and the big voice said: "The boy who sings is wearing new clothes today, and he looks really good." ”

Dizzy, are these Sanshui County boastful words still so awkward in your ears?

The old man Jin Yong wrote in "The Legend of Deer and Ding" that Yangzhou dialect is ugly, and the local dialect of Sanshui County is very vulgar, at least three points worse than Yangzhou dialect.

"Not bad, yes, a proper 'little biaobing'!

Mother, that's even harder.

Of course, Huang Han knows that the Sanshui dialect 'Xiao Biao Bing' refers to a beautiful little white-faced man, which gives people the feeling that he is feminine among women.

Seeing Huang Han coming, Zhang Chunmei was very excited, and she pretended to be a public servant and said privately:

"Uncles and aunts, my classmate Huang Han just learned a new song, the song is called "See the Smoke Again", it's so good, do you want to hear it?"

"Haven't you heard of this song?"

"Neither do I, have any of you heard of it?"

"Nope!"

"Kid, is this song as good as 'The Olive Tree'?"

Zhang Chunmei replied: "Each has its own strengths, I can't say it, anyway, it can make people listen to it refreshedly!"

"Is there such a god?"

"Kid, have you bragged about your classmates?"

Zhang Chunmei smiled and didn't answer, she was secretly looking at her mother.

Zhang's mother just went home and heard Zhang Chunmei say that Huang Han sang a particularly nice new song, which aroused her interest.

In addition, the classmates have become a little accustomed to it, and they no longer seem restrained because of Zhang's mother watching from the side, so she is waiting in the crowd to listen to the song.

Zhang Chunmei saw that Huang Han was ready to sell tea eggs, and said as if she was singing in school: "Students, uncles and aunts, everyone welcomes Huang Han to a song "See Cooking Smoke Again", okay?"

Zhang Qian and the other seven girls applauded as if reflexively, and said in unison and rhythmically: "Huang Han comes one, Huang Han comes one ......"

This action evoked the memories of many adults when they went to school and joined the army, and they actually applauded rhythmically and shouted together: "Huang Han has a ......"

The movement was so loud that it attracted too many people, and I was afraid that it would cause a traffic jam, but fortunately there were very few cars at this time, and there were fewer cars on the street.

It is completely different from the hardship when I first went out to sell tea eggs at the stall, and now I am simply enjoying the joy of marketing.

Huang Xin is no longer shy, but is busy taking tea eggs for customers, and the little girl is also very neat in collecting money, and her mouth is very sweet......

Huang Han's eyesight is very good now, and he sees the kind-eyed lesbian again.

It's possible that her home is not far away, and she is used to walking around the movie theater after dinner and listening to a song or two.

Huang Han ran forward and handed over the lyrics of "See the Smoke Again" with both hands, and said sweetly: "Auntie, this is the lyrics I copied for you!"

Unexpectedly, this female comrade was even a little moved, and she said happily: "Thank you, classmate Huang Han." ”

It seems that Zhang Chunmei's publicity has had an effect, and the old customers have remembered their names.

Huang Han said: "No thanks, Auntie, I will always remember that you were the first to take care of my family's business." ”

"It's just a little thing, you don't need to take it to heart. ”

"Auntie, I'll sing to you and listen to everyone. ”

"Papapa......" applause rang out.

Huang Han, who was dressed neatly and beautifully, stood in the crowd and sang affectionately again:

"And I saw the smoke of the cooking rising, and the twilight covering the earth. I want to ask where are you going?......"

There should be someone in the crowd who has heard this song before, but it is impossible for anyone to blatantly listen to the enemy station, only secretly, and it will certainly not be so clear.

The sound of glamour has disappeared in this country for too long, and it sounds unspeakably pleasant at the moment.

Three minutes later, there was silence in the circle formed by the crowd, and only the "jingle bell" of bicycles could be heard from the periphery.

After about a minute, there was a wave of applause, "That's so good!"

"The lyrics are beautiful!"

"Singing so well. ”

"We still have to listen, Huang Han has another one, Huang Han has another ......"

A gay man who bought ten tea eggs said, "Huang Han, can you give me a copy of the lyrics of the song "See the Smoke Again"." ”

"Okay, uncle, here you go. ”

"Thank you, kid!"

"You're welcome, I should thank you. ”

"Child, you are so polite, no matter what business you do in the future, you will do well!"

"Thank you!"

The tea eggs were sold out after a while, and Huang Han did not sing again, but recommended Zhang Chunmei to sing "Olive Tree" in a few choruses.

Since it was a chorus of eight girls, the voice was much higher, and more people could hear the lyrics clearly.

The onlookers were infected by the good song and were very happy, but unfortunately the children refused to stay for a long time, and they all said that they would go back to do their homework, and the adults could not keep it, so they could only look forward to coming back tomorrow.

Huang Han asked Huang Xin to take the "rice cover" and take Xiaofeng home, and he followed Zhang Chunmei in three or two steps.

Zhang Chunmei was surprised: "Huang Han, what are you doing if you don't go home and follow us." ”

"I want to ask my aunt about something. ”

Liu Xiaoli and Zhang Qian saw Huang Han talking to Zhang Chunmei's mother and walked to the front.

Zhang's mother felt strange and asked, "Child, do you have something to ask me?"

"Auntie, I would like to ask if the 'Oriental Red Cloth Factory' has a lot of cloth to sell?"

"Yes, most of them are sold to diesel engine factories and marine pump factories to wipe machines. ”

"The 'labor cloth' produced by the 'Oriental Red Cloth Factory' is a high-quality product and has won awards in the province. ”

"How do you know this, didn't Chunmei tell you?"

Zhang Chunmei was a little confused, and said, "I, I, I can't remember when I said it!"

"Auntie, my family wants to buy the cloth head of 'labor cloth', but I can't buy it without acquaintances, can you help?"

Located in the northeast corner of East Street in Sanshui County, the "Oriental Red Cloth Factory" has more than 1,000 people, is a state-owned unit, the scale is not small, the efficiency is good, the production is three shifts.

Zhang Chunmei's mother graduated from a junior high school, is the deputy chief of the general ledger accounting and financial department of the factory, and is a proper national cadre and very popular.

She told me that it is not a big deal to solve some cloth heads, but the cloth heads are all messy, there are all varieties, and it is a little troublesome to 'labor the cloth' cloth heads.

She asked, "Do you have to have a cloth head for 'labor cloth'?"

"Yes!"

"How much do you want to prepare, and what are you going to do with it?"

"If you want to buy more, the larger rags can be put together to make school bags. ”

Zhang Chunmei was surprised: "Huang Han, you are too smart, if you use the 'labor cloth' to spell a kind of 'backpack' you carry, it will be too beautiful." Mom, can you help him?"

"Well, I'll go to the scrap warehouse tomorrow and try to arrange for someone to choose a slightly larger 'labor cloth' cloth for you.

The rags in the factory are sold in bundles, a bundle of five cents, and you are specially selected for the "labor cloth" scrap estimate that you can buy a bundle for a dollar, and you want a few bundles. ”

"Auntie, can I buy twenty bundles at home?"

"So much? huh...... It's not good to get so many at once, so let's prepare ten bundles for your house in three days. ”

"Thank you, thank you so much. ”