Time flies quickly, in a blink of an eye, Taotao is already in the fifth grade, and Dongmei has been at home for more than a year. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although Weiguo's salary has risen enough to allow the family to have no worries about food and clothing, and even have spare money to do something else, Dongmei found herself staying at home, the more she stayed, the more lazy she became, the more unmotivated she became, and the more she stayed, the more decadent she became.

A voice in Dongmei's heart has always reminded Dongmei: Dongmei, Dongmei, what is your dream, have you given up?

From a young age, you dream of having a job of your own, dreaming that as a woman, you can also earn money to support your family, and you can straighten your back and talk to men, without looking at men's faces, and you don't have to worry about the loss of men's meal tickets.

But now, as your life gets better and better, your life is getting better and better, but you don't have a heart to struggle and be motivated.

If there is no ideal in life, then what is the difference between her and the walking dead?

Thinking of this, Dongmei sat up from the sofa where she was lying.

She turned off the TV and told herself, Dongmei, you have to act, you can't sit still like this anymore.

Dongmei is a person who does what she does, and she just does it.

After getting dressed, she walked out of the house.

She wandered around the yard of the base, trying to find a living to do.

She walked around the Brocade Building, where she lived, to the asphalt behind her, and across the bridge in the middle of the base, to the other side of the bridge.

Going up the big slope from the bridge, Dongmei came to the school.

Dongmei saw at the school gate that in addition to Song Nian's daughter-in-law selling small snacks, several family members were also selling small snacks.

As the weather slowly gets hotter, there are also people selling popsicles, so Dongmei feels that the business at the school gate must be impossible to get.

Walking through the school gate, Dongmei came to the light stadium.

Near the Lighting Stadium, Dongmei saw Gong Peng's mother pushing the freezer around.

Although the weather is not very hot, Gong Peng's mother has already begun to act.

Coming out of the lighting stadium, Dongmei saw Lao Zhou, who was mending his shoes not far away.

To Dongmei's surprise, next to Lao Zhou, there was a young woman, and Lao Zhou's daughter-in-law who saw her last time were basically two people.

Dongmei learned from the surrounding family members that the young woman was brought over by Lao Zhou from her hometown, and the two had already received a certificate and got married.

Dongmei looked at the woman who was at least fifteen years younger than Lao Zhou, and she was a little beautiful, and said in her heart, no wonder there are rumors that Lao Zhou is a hooligan, it seems that he is really a hooligan.

couldn't help but be glad that she had only learned the craft with Lao Zhou for one day, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Soon, Dongmei wandered around until noon.

As the surrounding boiler team, pipe station, machine repair station, sanitation team and other logistics units got off work, the workers poured out like a tide.

Dongmei, who was mixed with the workers, found a phenomenon that had not existed before.

In the past, as long as the workers got off work, everyone flocked to the canteen of the unit to line up for food, after all, the food in the canteen was cheap.

However, with the increase of everyone's income, some workers are reluctant to go to the canteen to eat, but want to eat nearby and eat something they like to eat, but the canteen does not have.

However, Dongmei found that there were no stalls selling rice around, and after a circle, the workers reluctantly returned to the canteen and ate together.

Seeing this situation, Dongmei suddenly had an idea in her heart.

The Brocade Building, where I live, is located right in the middle of these units and the canteen, and workers will definitely pass by here when they go to the canteen after work.

And to the south of the Brocade Building, there is just a vacant lot, and it is a concrete floor, doesn't this just provide a place for me to practice my cooking skills?

Thinking of this, Dongmei couldn't help but start to move.

However, since you want to sell food, you must first prepare some cooking belongings, where can you buy this?

After thinking about it for a long time, Dongmei decided to simply sneak out of the pots and pans and liquefied gas tanks at home, anyway, the place south of the Boko Building is very close to her home.

The belongings of selling rice have been solved, but what kind of food do you want to sell?

Dongmei pondered while walking, selling steamed buns, pulling noodles, pulling noodles, and stir-frying vegetables with rice......

However, these foods are sold in the canteen of the unit.

If you want to do well, you have to sell food that is not available in the cafeteria.

So, Dongmei took the meal ticket, pretended to be a worker off work, and went around the canteen.

After a big circle, Dongmei found that in the canteen of the unit, everything was sold, but there were no dumplings.

At that time, in the remote towns of the Loess Plateau, there were no quick-frozen dumplings, and the state-run canteens were all big pot rice, and the chefs were lazy to make dumplings, so there were no dumplings to sell.

couldn't help but see a business opportunity for Dongmei, she felt that if she sold dumplings, someone would come to eat them.

Just do it, Dongmei went to the street in the afternoon, bought leek eggs, cabbage meat, and bought a manual meat grinder by the way.

She is going to sell two kinds of dumplings, one is a vegetarian-stuffed leek egg dumpling, and the other is a meat-filled, cabbage dumpling.

Before going to bed at night, Dongmei grinds the big meat, stirs the filling, rolls out the dumpling skin, and prepares for the live broadcast tomorrow, making dumplings and selling dumplings at the same time.

When Tao Tao and Nana found out that their mother was going to sell dumplings, they were overjoyed because it meant that they could eat dumplings every day.

In the past, the children could only eat dumplings during the New Year's holidays or when they had good grades.

Now, they are about to be able to eat dumplings every day, and the two children are excited when they think about it.

At about nine o'clock the next morning, Dongmei began to move.

With her own strength, she first lifted out the seventy or eighty pound liquefied gas tank, and then took out the gas stove, pots and pans, stools, chairs, etc.

When Dongmei moved out of all her belongings, she put on an apron, stood in front of the board, and started making dumplings.

By eleven o'clock, Dongmei had already made almost ten catties of dumplings.

And the dumpling fillings and dumpling wrappers that were prepared in advance also used up a large part.

Just as Dongmei was making dumplings, several women with jobs walked past her.

They couldn't help but be curious when they saw Dongmei move out of the kitchen at home and make dumplings in public.

Among them, Jia Yuqi's mother, who works in the boiler team, looks down on these housewives who have no job like Dongmei.

She rolled her eyes, glanced at Dongmei, and said to Ding Jian's mother, who was working at the machine repair station next to her: "This family woman who has no job is really ugly and weird, what are you doing when you move out of the kitchen at home in broad daylight?"

Ding Jian's mother carefully observed Xia Dongmei's every move and quickly understood.

She said to Jia Yuqi's mother: "You haven't seen it yet, this woman is going to sell food here." “

Hearing about selling rice, Jia Yuqi's mother felt unbelievable and said: "This stupid woman, don't you know that there is a canteen in the unit, and the food in the canteen is cheap and delicious, who would eat from her, it's really stupid." “

Ding Jian's mother said: "Yes, it seems that she wants to sell dumplings, and she doesn't bother to make dumplings." “

Jia Yuqi's mother said disdainfully: "I see that these family members who don't have jobs are really crazy about money, selling snacks at the school gate, and selling cold drinks in the freezer, and now they are even selling dumplings, they are really a bunch of stupid women who have no ability." “

Ding Jian's mother smiled contemptuously and said: "That's it, these rural women who don't have jobs, can they compare with us, we are the working class, women in the new era, no matter how hard these old farmers work, don't want to catch up with our level." “

Although, these women who have formal jobs look down on their family members who don't have jobs like Dongmei, and feel that dual-income workers must be better than single-income workers.

But they were completely wrong, and they were very wrong.

At the moment, they are better than single-worker families.

However, with the progress of the times and the development of society, the gap between single-worker and dual-income is getting smaller and smaller, so that single-worker families like Dongmei will slowly surpass them in the future, whether in terms of quality of life or wealth.

Fifteen years later, when the wind began to blow in the compound and move to the provincial capital, single-worker families like Dongmei were the first to react.

Although they make money alone, compared with dual-income families, single-income families are generally more frugal.

Moreover, men work hard, and women are trying to save money.

So, in the end, they all moved to the provincial capital earlier than the dual-income family.

After single-income families moved, when dual-income families began to react and move to the provincial capital, the housing prices in the provincial capital had risen to the point that they did not have enough money and could not afford to move over.

When these single-worker families like Dongmei are enjoying the beautiful life of the big city, those once proud dual-income workers can only cower in a unit base in a small county town, envying those housewives who have no jobs who were once despised and looked down upon by them.

Although Dongmei was seriously wrapping the dumplings, the words of Jia Yuqi's mother and Ding Jian's mother still reached her ears.

Dong Meimeng felt that these words were as uncomfortable as a needle piercing her ear.

Dongmei thought to herself, could it be that you women who have jobs have this job by their own efforts, and it is not your parents who work in this unit, but you have taken over your parents' class and become a worker when you grow up.

And those of us who don't have jobs are basically from rural areas, so we don't have our parents' shifts to take over.

Although we can't have a formal and stable job like you, and we can guarantee the harvest every month through drought and flood, we can still create wealth, change our destiny, and live our lives forward through wise eyes and hard-working hands.

When Jia Yuqi's mother and Ding Jian's mother left, the two were very optimistic about Dongmei's dumpling business.

They even bet that if Dongmei's dumplings could be sold for three catties, they would not be human.

Dongmei listened to the words of the two and felt very uncomfortable.

She wanted to stand up and rush over to refute these two women who had no quality and no culture.

But then I think about it, I am in business, I am selling food, and I am serving customers, if I disregard my image and quarrel with these two women, even if I win the quarrel, then my image will be ruined, who will come to a shrew's stall to eat dumplings?

With tears in her eyes, Dongmei endured the words of Jia Yuqi's mother and Ding Jian's mother.

At noon, as the boiler team, the machine repair station, the pipe station, and the sanitation team got off work, the workers poured out of the factory like a tidal wave.

On the way to the canteen, the young workers and single workers were surprised to see the dumpling stall set up by Dongmei.

Although everyone is curious about Dongmei's stall, they also want to know how much the dumplings sold by Dongmei cost a catty, and what does it taste like?

However, none of the workers tried to come to Dongmei's stall to buy dumplings to eat.

And Dongmei didn't stop at all, the dumplings she was wrapping in her hand.

She was afraid that the dumplings she made would not be enough to sell.