When Wang Shichuan returned home from Hongshi Bay, it was already the afternoon of the third day, and his daughter-in-law Wei Lan's farm work of planting rice had also entered the final stage.

Planting seedlings during the day and pulling seedlings at night, eight acres of paddy fields can be done in five days and nights with the strength of one person, this woman is really tired.

Planting the last seedling and climbing up the ridge from the yellow mud soup-like paddy field, Wei Lan felt dizzy for a while, and her whole spirit relaxed.

On the bluestone wharf in Yuebatang, he cleaned the sludge from his body, and picked two tender cucumbers from his vegetable garden along the way, and then stumbled home while gnawing on the cucumbers.

The land has been contracted to the households, and this season is the busiest time for every household.

Her man was selling mountain goods outside as a side business, and of course she was embarrassed to ask her neighbors to come over to help, but she carried it alone during the whole rice planting season.

Fortunately, after the child was weaned, he was sent to his grandmother's house, and Dachengzi was able to help her do some housework within the hot meal of feeding pigs and chickens after school every day, and at noon she ate at Uncle Chengzi's house, so Wei Lan could concentrate on farm work.

I went back to the house and changed into a clean short coat, and continued to sit under the eaves of the porch and nibble on the remaining cucumbers.

In a drowsy mood, she heard the cheerful barking of the Shiba Inu, accompanied by the crisp chime of the car bell, and she knew that her husband Wang Shichuan had returned from the mountains.

"Wei Lan, what's wrong with you, are you sick?"

Wang Shichuan saw his daughter-in-law sitting there coaxingly, the whole person was thin and out of shape, and hurriedly set up the bicycle and shouted loudly.

"You're just sick! If you don't fit your eyes for three days and three nights, you can try it yourself!"

Wei Lan stood up happily, and she was completely sober, and she was busy looking at the mountain goods that her husband had brought back.

"You woman is crazy! When the Hatoda production team was in the production team, ten laborers worked one day and had to get up early in the dark, how could you finish planting it in three days alone? You don't want to die! It's not a double robbery, why are you in such a hurry!"

Wang Shichuan complained to his daughter-in-law distressedly, he knew that Wei Lan was an anxious son who didn't want to die when he worked, but he didn't expect that even the seedlings of Da Badou's family field had been planted.

"I still want to sell you mountain goods, how can I do it if I don't pay more attention?"

Wei Lan opened the plastic bucket filled with tung oil, the pungent and pungent smell almost knocked her out, and quickly covered her mouth and nose and tightened the lid.

"Don't worry about business matters, you can enjoy happiness at home in the future! In the future, we will pay for the crops and hire people to do them!"

Wang Shichuan was full of confidence and moved the mountain goods in the bamboo basket bucket by bucket.

"Just you? Go to the market in the district and help me sell a vermicelli, just like a wooden pestle there! I won't shout or shout! If I don't ask about this batch of mountain goods, you Wang Shichuan can sell them and sell them at a good price, and I will sew a pair of pants for our yellow dog!"

Wei Lan sneered, curiously took a pottery bowl and poured out some honey, wanting to taste the taste of wild honey in the inner mountain.

"I have a way to paint tung oil, and it must be in short supply. For this tea, pine mushroom, and honey, I want to contact the tea shops and non-staple food stores in the county directly, and I don't have to go to the market to set up a stall. ”

Wang Shichuan was discouraged by his daughter-in-law, and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"You finally came all the way out of the inner mountain, and the money was made by others, how uneconomical it is! Shichuan, let's sell it ourselves! Catch up with the county's big set!"

Wei Lan knew that her husband was hungry and hurriedly turned back to the kitchen.

Half a cup of tea, a bowl of charred egg fried rice and a plate of garlic fried bacon are served.

"It's not cost-effective to set up your own stall, right? You may not be able to sell out of so many goods in ten days and half a month! If you remove the hotel fee, the money for the bus ticket, and the three meals a day in the city, you won't make much money!"

A glass of soju was served with hot bacon, and Wang Shichuan's exhaustion was swept away.

"Why does it take so long! My father and mother went to the city a few days ago, and I heard them tell me that the farmers' market in the city is crowded with people all day long, and they are all buying and selling things! The hundreds of catties of dried potatoes they brought with them were all sold out in one morning! Our authentic Neishan mountain goods must be the only business in the entire market! When the time comes, we will definitely not worry about selling!"

Wei Lan said happily as she filled her husband's wine glass with soju.

In the past few years, he has been selling fans every winter, and under the sign of Daqingshan's mother's "fan veteran", his ability to practice stalls is much stronger than that of Chengzi's father.

"That's the case, hehe. If this mountain goods business is on the road, our family will open a mountain goods husband-and-wife shop in the city! I am responsible for entering the mountain goods to receive mountain goods, and you are responsible for practicing the stall to sell mountain goods! Boss Wei, I will work for you in the future!"

Wang Shichuan suddenly opened his mouth and happily toasted his daughter-in-law.

"We both go out to make money, and this family doesn't need it! These livestock, the crops in the fields, and the big adults still have to go to school, and the prosperous children can't always be left at grandma's house! Shichuan, I can only help you with business matters once or twice, and I will have to rely on you alone in the future!"

Wei Lan unceremoniously took her husband's wine glass and drank it all, the Qimao Chongzi made of sweet potatoes was full of wine, and she choked and coughed.

The daughter of this "fan veteran" family has not gotten rid of the thinking of a housewife, and she has not understood the truth that banknotes can solve everything.

On the matter of going to the city to practice selling mountain goods, the couple reached a unanimous opinion. But another matter was placed in front of them, what to take when trading.

At that time, there were no plastic bags in the market, and people in the city carried bamboo baskets when they went to the market to buy vegetables.

After all, honey and camellia are not like vermicelli, and they can be taken away with a piece of hemp rope.

The guy who doesn't provide customers with goods still doesn't have to do this business, so why can't they go back with their hands in their hands?

Wang Shichuan and Wei Lan thought about it for a long time before they came up with a solution.

There is not much honey in the first place, and it can be packed in bamboo tubes. It is enough to go to Daqingshan Chengzi's grandmother's house to cut a bamboo and come back, and the babies in Hongshiwan Primary School use this method.

Tea can only be served in old newspapers, like brown sugar used by supply and marketing cooperatives to wrap New Year's greetings during the first month.

For customers with a large volume, Wang Shichuan can also push the bicycle to deliver to the home.

Pine mushrooms are dry goods that are easy to do, and the baskets and cloth bags for buying vegetables can be carried away.

When Wang Jiacheng returned from school in the evening, when he saw his father, he cried and shouted that he wanted to transfer to his father's school.

It is estimated that during the day in class, the stern teacher Huang showed him the color again.

"Son, your father's school is as dilapidated as the cowshed, and you have no place to live in the past. Next semester, when the school conditions are better, I'll help you transfer. Mao girl also turned around, you two be companions!"

Wang Shichuan patiently comforted his son, his father is the principal of the primary school, but his grandson can't go to study, this reason can't be explained anywhere, and his son's grievances are also reasonable.

"No, I'm going to Daddy's school tomorrow! Otherwise, I won't study!"

Dachengzi had made up his mind and threw his schoolbag on the ground.

"You dead boy! Adults are tired to death, and you're still angry here!"

Wei Lan saw that Da'er was energetic, and she couldn't reason with him, so she stepped forward and slapped him twice.

"I'm going to my daddy's school!

Chengzi's temper also came out, kicked the schoolbag far away, sat on the ground and howled again.

When he was in school, he boasted that his grandfather was the principal of the elementary school, and he was laughed at by other classmates.

The grandson of the principal of Dongfanghong Primary School is the class president every semester and leads the whole school to do radio gymnastics every morning. When the head teacher arranged the seats, he also asked him to sit in one place with the most beautiful female classmate in the class.

But not only did he not get anything from the principal's father, but he was also beaten by the perverted Teacher Huang every once in a while, and his nose and face were swollen, this grievance is really nowhere to say!

"Okay, this little dog bear, hahaha! Daddy was afraid that you wouldn't be used to living with him, so he didn't let you and the hairy girl go, and I won't take care of it next semester?

Wang Shichuan saw that his son was so sad, and it was very funny to have a nose and tears, so he couldn't help but laugh, got up and picked up his beloved son's schoolbag, rubbed Chengzi's head and comforted him in a good voice.

With his father's promise, Dachengzi finally quieted down, wiped away his tears with his coat sleeves, and moved the bench to do his homework under the eaves.

The amount of homework in the arithmetic class in the second semester of the first grade has increased significantly, and Dachengzi can't wait to use all ten fingers and ten toes.

Breaking questions one by one, when encountering a question that can't be done, the baby's obsessive-compulsive disorder also came up, biting the pencil head and scratching her ears and cheeks.

The eraser part of the eraser pencil was bitten by him like a dog.

The sun was about to set, the sky was full of red sunset, the smoke of cooking was rising on all sides, and the mother dog was calling out to him hoarsely at the entrance of the village.

This handsome baby didn't come home from school, and she didn't know where she and Gangzi were messing around.