Chapter 847: Good people don't live long
"A thousand yuan is gone? Can you return it, we don't want these things!" When the thank you on the last ticket was scratched out, grandma was immediately unhappy, she didn't want a single one, and the unwanted ones were piled up.
"Mom...... I said a long time ago, this thing is a probability, and the chance of winning the lottery is very small...... "My father didn't scratch a single ticket, he proved his judgment with practical actions, and then he was ready to teach these ignorant relatives a lesson.
"It's done, you still give a lecture to your students, these things were bought by Xiao Tao, or you give him a lesson, my eldest grandson is sleepy, go, go home!" Grandpa directly interrupted Hong Tao's father's speech, picked up his uncle's son, and took the lead to leave.
"Yumei, hold the pot, Xiao Ming, you hold the thermos, Xiao Tao, you hold the pile of soap toothbrushes, put all the laundry detergent on my wheelchair, go back and share it with everyone, it's all things bought with money, don't waste it!" Grandma looked at the pile of prizes on the ground, and the old man who was used to living a hard life began to arrange work, and he couldn't waste it at all, he had to use it!
Hong Tao is self-inflicted, not only has to carry a lot of things from the altar of the earth back to his grandmother's house, but also go to every relative and neighbor to stuff those inferior soaps, toothbrushes and laundry detergent in his hands, and then have to advise: Don't wash your face with these things, just wash your clothes and wash your hands, don't brush your teeth with that broken toothbrush, brush the toilet and kitchen!
For those two pressure cookers, Hong Tao said that he would not let his uncle and cousin take them, and they did not lack these two money at home, and they wanted to buy them themselves, but they couldn't use them. This is not a soapy toothbrush. No matter how inferior the quality is, it is disgusting and disgusting at best, and the pressure cooker is a pressure cooker! If the quality is not up to par, it will become a bomb! So Hong Tao didn't say a word, and he went to the car with his own arms, and it was useless to explain more. Just take it away, how to drop! It's so useless.
On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, a person who made Hong Tao want to kick when he saw it appeared in the second master's toy shop. But Hong Tao not only couldn't kick him, but also had to comfort him. The uncle died of illness in the hospital in Wellington the day before yesterday, and this unlucky child didn't know to make a phone call first to get the second master mentally prepared. Holding the urn and coming directly. When Hong Tao received a call from the second grandmother and rushed to the toy store, the second master was lying on the couch to relax, if it weren't for the Angong Niuhuang Pill that Hong Tao left two years ago, he would have to get half a body failure. It is said that when the old man saw Naxin Temple, he was already trembling and speechless. Slipped out of the chair and onto the floor.
People die like lights go out, and the living have to continue to live, and since people are gone, let's prepare for funerals. The second master said that his brother has endured hardships in his life, and the eldest brother is his father, so he has to do a decent funeral for his uncle, and he can't make do with it. But it's a bit too eye-catching to hold a funeral in the city, and you can't carry a coffin, a drummer and a flag-beating procession on Chang'an Street.
The second master also understands this truth. So he threw this thorny problem to Hong Tao and asked him to think of a way to get the best of both worlds. The funeral must be done in a big way, and it must not be in trouble because of the big thing. How to handle it depends on Hong Tao's ability. Isn't it claimed that there is an old immortal body protector? The second master is going to see if the old immortal is still effective.
"This thing is easy to do, let's not toss in the city, let's go to the suburbs and counties. Just go to Xiucaiyu Village, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and no one cares how many bars you carry the coffin. How many drummers are there, but say hello!" Hong Tao will not trouble the old fairy for this little thing. He rolled his eyes and thought of a way to deal with it. The rural areas of this year, especially the relatively remote and poor rural areas. There are still a lot of old customs and habits, and it is no problem to hold a lively funeral.
According to the rules of the elderly, the uncle should be regarded as a happy funeral, and if he is placed in the countryside, this is a happy event, and the guests must be feasted. Chinese pay attention to the old man when he dies to be blessed with longevity, that is, full happiness, full life, and full end, and satisfying two of them is considered a happy funeral. Quanfu refers to the prosperity of the people, all the children, no remarried men, no remarried daughters, full longevity refers to the age of the old, that is, 70 years old, Quanquan refers to the end of the disease, but later normal death is also considered to be the end of the whole life.
Quanfu, don't think about it, he doesn't even have a daughter-in-law, where are the sons and daughters. Quanshou and Quanquan are barely qualified, so it can be regarded as a joy and mourning, and it can be done. As for whether the captain of the wheat planting team and the villagers of Xiucaiyu Village are willing to come to the village for a funeral, the answer is that they are definitely willing, and if they are not, they must be willing!
Why do you have to give it? Because after two years of development, Xiucaiyu Village is already a very wealthy village. It turned out that all the daughters in the village had to marry to other villages, and it was difficult for the young men in the village to marry daughters-in-law. Now it's a matchmaker who drills into the village twice in three days, either for this matchmaker or for that family, and the single young people in the village are very popular.
In a few years, a mountain village that was so poor that it could not wear pants could make such a big change, and the initiator was Hong Tao! The wells he drilled in those days to plant shrubs all over the mountains and trees on the top of the mountains were a bit too many, and they could not only water these trees, but also provide the village with water for farming. Although they are all mountainous areas, and they can only grow some corn to grow grain, Hong Tao's behavior of buying red, chestnut and walnuts in the mountains in those years also reminded the villagers that the grain in the mountains here is not good, so plant these drought-tolerant fruit trees, right?
This trick has really worked, carrying the previous three or five years of fruitless period, these fruit trees bear more and more fruit year by year. The surrounding bare and barren mountains have long been invisible, and these hard-working people who can build terraced fields with their hands on the rocky slopes can plant trees much faster than they can grow grain. It doesn't matter if there are many stones and little soil, but the stones can be piled up, and the soil can be carried up from the bottom of the mountain, and when it is poured into the stone circle, it is just right to plant trees. It's much easier to tend with these fruit trees than to tend to those delicate food crops.
In addition to the water, there is also a hardened road leading to the county seat in the village, which was also built by Hong Tao's aunt-in-law company back then, the purpose is very simple, just to facilitate the transportation of Hong Tao's grandfather, the second grandfather, the uncle, and the old man and old lady of Grandpa Jiang in and out of the village. Otherwise, in the summer, they will come to avoid the heat of a fart, and they will be tired and lie down just by walking the mountain road.
With water, there are trees, and if there are trees, there are fruits! With fruits, and with this road, you can transport them out of this mountain, and when you reach the county seat, there will be long-distance buses all the way to the city. But there is still one thing that has not been solved, and that is the market! The first of these things are all preparations, and without the latter market, the fruits will be unsalable, and in the end the cheap price will be taken away by the second-class dealers, and the busy work for a year will become a part-time job for others; at worst, they will not be able to sell at all, and they will all be smashed into their hands, and this year will be regarded as a wasted work.
When the harvest was harvested in the mountain village in the first year, the captain of the wheat planting team carried a bag of hemp weighing dozens of catties and went to Hong Tao's mother's hospital alone. After seeing my mother, I was embarrassed to mention it, but I just said that I would send my mother some local products from the mountains to try them. The mother couldn't hear what she was saying, and when Hong Tao found a car to take them home from the hospital, she immediately understood what this Captain Maizi was doing.
He has never played a business with grain and fruits, but he has a way! Isn't it just selling mountain goods? It's easy to do, don't look for any market, and it's not worth it to let the second-tier dealers pick up a layer of skin. Isn't there any chai egg direct store and green vegetable direct store in the future, simply, let's order it in advance, get a mountain goods direct store, self-produced and self-sold!
There are two prosperous areas, vacate two door rooms, and directly open a mountain store. Hawthorn, walnuts, chestnuts, and hazelnuts can be sold vigorously, not only raw, but also fried chestnuts with sugar!
What? Afraid of being bullied by the people in the city? Put your heart in your stomach, if there is a Hong peel, he is a clean street tiger! As long as you say hello to Xiao Wu's men, no one in the mountain goods store will dare to make trouble. No matter how powerful people are, they can't look down on this small shop, who has ever heard of the mayor's son standing on the street selling fried chestnuts with sugar! No capital? And Hong Tao doesn't want a penny of shares, this transaction is considered a village collective, and the name is Xiucai Mountain Store!
If you want to ask Hong Tao why he is in such a hurry to help Xiucaiyu Village, he doesn't look like a philanthropist? There is an element of his mother's face, but it is not big, the main thing is that Hong Tao can use Captain Maizi, or Xiucaiyu Village. His small mountain bag is on the edge of the village, and he has to rely on the villagers to help him take care of those shrubs and woods, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, if you want people to have you in their hearts, you must give people enough benefits. And now there is a cattle breeding base on the hillside, which also has to rely on the support of the villagers, otherwise you will make a big hole in the barbed wire fence in three days, and all your cattle will run away.
It is said that the cooks are all high-level chefs invited from big restaurants in the city, and this kind of thing that does not cost money, does not give up the face, and can still be found with a lantern, and whoever refuses is a fool. (To be continued) R752