This Mao Yurong didn't have much money on her, ten days and half a month was okay, no matter how long it was, there would be no money.

It seems that the director won't be able to see him for a while, but he still has to wait, what should I do?

Aren't you a vegetable seller?

Anyway, when I came, I told my husband that I would take 800 yuan and come back in a month.

The wife is used to being in charge, and the husband is not angry.

In addition, there is 300 yuan left for the family, and there is no problem in feeding the children for a while.

800 yuan, in that era when everyone admired "10,000 households", it was not less.

In this way, a "Sister Mao" who sold vegetables appeared in the vegetable market in Luozhou.

Sister Mao guarded the vegetable stall and began to settle down.

Then sell vegetables in the morning, and go to the plant in the afternoon to wait for the "director".

Rural people are characterized by enthusiasm, honesty and diligence, and vegetable stalls have slowly improved.

No, when the weather turned cooler, Mao Yurong actually rented a small house here, and there was a place to stay.

It's much more comfortable than going to the cold water pipe in the toilet in the park every day to wash your face and brush your teeth.

It's also much more comfortable than sleeping in the vegetable market every day.

But, this dream is always so far away.

It's been more than half a year, and I still haven't seen the director.

However, in the past half a year, Mao Yurong has dealt with people in the city a lot, and her eyes have become lively, and she knows how difficult it is to meet a director.

It is said that people cannot have ideals, but they cannot have non-separate thoughts.

Mao Yurong's heart is slowly getting colder, but selling vegetables in this place is better than in her hometown in the countryside.

In just half a year, I have earned 8,000 yuan, and I have saved several times in the credit union of my hometown.

It is estimated that at the end of this year, I will be a "10,000 yuan household", can I not be happy?

Well, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it's already the Spring Festival.

One day, an old lady appeared in the market, with silver hair and a crutch.

Look at the age is not young.

The dress is also very ordinary, and at first glance it looks like the feeling of an old lady in the countryside who has just entered the city.

A mouth, full of foreign words, others don't seem to understand.

Anyway, early in the morning, people come and go on this vegetable stall, and the vegetable sellers are busy, where can I take care of the emotions of an old man who takes care of you.

But this Mao Yurong saw it, no.

Rural people don't feel sorry for rural people, who feels sorry. Mao Yurong looked at the old lady very helpless, so she left her business and came to the old lady: "Auntie, you buy vegetables!"

Well, in the past half a year, Mao Yurong's Mandarin has also improved.

The old lady nodded: "I'm Sichuan Province, the baby took me to the city, I want to buy vegetables and cook for the baby, and everyone can't listen to me." ”

The old lady had tried to speak as slowly as she could.

Mao Yurong understood, this is not difficult to understand, it is estimated that the old lady is not good.

That's it, Mao Yurong "invited" the old lady to her vegetable stall, and let the old lady pick it hard, but other customers ignored it.

It seems that if you don't serve the old lady well, you feel like you can't go away.

The old lady picked a few dishes and shook her head again: "No, there are too many!"

Looking at the old lady who wanted to buy but didn't want to buy it, Mao Yurong guessed that this person was old, just came to the city, and wanted to cook a few hometown dishes for the children, but at such an age, he still had a crutch, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to take it.

When Mao Yurong saw this, she began to feel sorry for this mother again.

Thinking about himself when he is away from home, he can't take care of any of his daughters, and his heart is sour.

"Come on, auntie, you can pick hard, I'll send it home for you when it's over. "Vegetable stalls, what's so great, it's a big deal to come back and sell it again, it's not that no one wants to sell it cheaper.

Anyway, all the vegetables I saved yesterday have been sold today.

The old lady was so happy that she began to touch her tears: "There are still many good people, there are still many good people." ”

Okay, that's it, the old lady led the way, Mao Yurong followed, and chatted nonsense along the way.

In the end, Mao Yurong followed the old lady to the third floor of a unit building and put the dishes at home.

When Mao Yurong entered the door, she also noticed that this house was quite big, and it should be a leader.

But at this time, old lady, you should give money.

Of course, the old lady was very grateful, and quickly took out a handkerchief from her pocket, which contained bits and pieces, but it did not look like she was short of money.

After all, there are large denominations in it, which is easy to understand.

"How much?" asked the old lady.

"5 yuan 2, I will charge you 5 yuan, 2 cents don't want it. Mao Yurong smiled innocently.

The old lady was even happier when she heard it, and it was two cents cheaper when she was sent home, so she quickly gave 5 yuan, and then asked again, saying Do you have a baby at home?

Mao Yurong smiled and said, yes!

The old lady said, you wait.

What is this old lady going to do, and ask Mao Yurong if she has any children or something.

At this time, the old lady walked over with a crutch and a few notebooks and pencils in her hand.

Mao Yurong saw it, and the other one was a leather book.

"Baby, don't dislike it, there are many of these things at home, my baby and grandchildren are not rare, if you have a baby, let them use it!"

"Then thank you, auntie. "Mao Yurong came out of the countryside, what others don't want, we want, not to mention that they are all new things, take them home for the children to use, don't you have to buy them?

"Then thank you, auntie, I'll go first. "Mao Yurong has taken advantage of it, and the leather book, several pieces, can't be bought so good in the countryside.

On the way, Mao Yurong quickly looked at the books, which were rare.

Take this back, can the girls not like it.

"The National Railway Work Conference was commemorated. ”

When these gilded characters appeared in front of Mao Yurong's eyes, Mao Yurong was stunned.

originally

already

Dreams of abandonment,

now

Again been,

Ticked out.

Mao Yurong cried at this time, very sadly.

Originally, I came by rail, but I didn't expect to start selling vegetables here.

I've started selling vegetables now, and you've made me see the gilded railroad signs and the big letters of the meeting.

God, you're not a bully!

The rough big hands rubbed their eyes, and two black things were pasted on their faces, crying so sadly.

After crying, Mao Yurong looked at the black-skinned notebook again.

"National Railway Work Conference?"