"Porphyry" Yan Songjie's calves were weak, and he knelt on the washboard in a panic, "It hurts!" I knew to wear thick knee pads. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The attitude is good! Now you can explain! Where did the money come from?" The wet towel was also copied in his mother's hand, and Yan Songjie was not given the slightest chance to explain.

After kneeling on the washboard, Yan Songjie finally had a chance to redress his grievances.

"You're going to get it on the washboard. Yan Songjie secretly regretted it in his heart.

"Rent books to make money!" Yan Songjie was not prepared to hide this, and confessed honestly.

"Smack!" The wet towel drew out an afterimage, and ran directly to Yan Songjie's back, and the internal force surged, making Yan Songjie tremble! Fortunately, the cotton jacket was thick in winter, otherwise it would be difficult to save his life.

"You are opening a [Sanyou Rental Book House]!" Mom sneered and mocked: "Make up some stories!" Her hands shook again.

"Pop" the wet towel ran to the back of the high-looking face again, and the internal force surged again, which made Yan Songjie tremble! No one believed the truth!

"Sanyou Rental Book House was opened by Zhang Yongjun and Yan Jie, three of our classmates. Yan Songjie couldn't stand it and quickly explained. Otherwise, it will be in vain: "Because the three of us are good friends, we are called Sanyou!"

"Don't say it, my son is making it up like this!" the mother sighed!

"Pop" the wet towel ran to the back for the third time, and the internal force surged for the third time, making Yan Songjie's soul fly away!

Kneeling on the washboard, Yan Songjie never expected his mother to believe it.

When the fake is true, it is both true and false. Yes, there is a share prospectus, and there is a life-saving straw! "Mom! I'll get the evidence." ”

Regardless of his mother, he rushed into his room, first opened the [Shuning Yunshang System] to buy a pair of thick knee pads and put them on, and then found out the share prospectus.

After a while, the "share prospectus" was spread out in front of his mother, of course! Of course, Yan Songjie continued to kneel on the washboard, waiting for his mother to read it.

"Really! "My mother was in the second grade of primary school and was less literate. Therefore, the expectations for the revitalization of the Yan family all fall on Yan Songjie, a loving mother has many defeated children, and filial sons are born under the stick.

This share prospectus is Zhang Yongjun's wave, like flowing water, unimpeded and completed in one go!

In triplicate, they are all stamped with the same stamp, and the signature of the sewing is pressed with their own handprints.

This "Sanyou Book Rental House" was jointly opened by Zhang Yongjun, Yan Jie, and Xiaojie on December 29, 1984, and it has been a whole month to this day. ”

"Get up!" Seeing that he had wrongly blamed his son, Ke Shixiu's heart trembled, but his majesty must be firm. Make a look to Yan Houping, this one has a white face, and the other sings a red face.

But this Yan Houping didn't react, his expression was even more silent, and he was silent.

"Mom, what is the trouble that Dad?" Yan Songjie stood up and didn't dare to sit down.

But let's make up my mind, starting today, eat kelp and winter melon bone soup every day. Is it difficult that Yan Songjie lacked love when he was young, and lacked calcium when he grew up? Is it possible, otherwise why is he only 1.5 meters tall.

But I don't eat kelp for myself, but for my mother. Eating kelp soup every day can cure my mother's big neck disease. "Big neck disease!" I didn't expect my mother to be sick of this big neck. Hospital terminology: hyperthyroidism! Patients with hyperthyroidism are indeed very angry and often hyperactive, and in this case, they will be emotional and short-tempered because of the slightest thing.

In his previous life, he was found out by Yan Songjie when he went to the river school, and there should be a precursor at this time, I didn't see if there was anything wrong, I smoked the wet towel first. So Yan Songjie must save himself.

"Your dad has to get their wages off by 5%!" Mom sighed too.

only moved to Zhujiang Town, and it took a lot of effort to transfer the job, but the transfer of the husband and wife was a transfer.

None of them are units with good efficiency, and even good units cannot be transferred.

It's less than forty, and it's not a way, and it's not enough to eat with a salary of more than ten yuan.

"Oh! It's just this, it's a simple meter, but it's a pity that it's my business!" Yan Songjie figured it out and breathed a sigh of relief. It's a piece of cake and a matter of minutes.

"Son!" Yan Houping didn't want to go down and earn more money to support his family. "Do you have a solution?"

"Yes, yes, what's the matter with me?" Yan Songjie didn't see rabbits or eagles. For no reason, Yan Songjie can't do it. "Daddy!"

"You say. Yan Houping also wanted to hear it.

"Method! I can only tell you, but you must let Dad be the deputy factory director, otherwise you don't have to talk about it!" Yan Songjie's courage is not small.

"Don't say it!" The wet towel in my mother's hand instantly drew a trace and ran away from Yan Songjie's back.

Yan Songjie could only pour beans into a bamboo tube and confess in 1510 moves. Yan Songjie is a tight-lipped person, he doesn't say anything if he is killed, and he says everything if he doesn't kill him.

Dry tea vacuum packaging, six months storage period, can be sold on the train. Dried stinky tofu, fried stinky tofu, and also for roadside stalls. Old, tender, tofu vacuum bags can be stored for a month. Soy milk is bagged for the convenience of pedestrians. Bean cakes are sold to feed the fish, and there is no waste at all. Yuba and bean skin have high added value and are packaged into shopping malls.

All of them have a prerequisite, which is a vacuum packaging machine. In this era, the vacuum is not pumped by the vacuum packaging machine, but the vacuum formed by thermal expansion and cold contraction after heating the can. Two completely different concepts, two different things.

Well, it's perfect! It's perfect!

But Yan Houping can't be the master, he is not the factory director. Mom always felt that this plan was so familiar.