Wen Qing handed it to the white porcelain jar.

The stall owner took it and packed it neatly.

Vegetable cakes cost five cents a piece, tea eggs cost six cents a piece, sweet soy milk cost five cents a bowl, and Wen Qing costs two copies of each, totaling three cents and two cents.

Wen Qing handed over the gross ticket, held the white porcelain jar, and walked away without looking back.

Ji Ningzhi and Zhang Fangfang stood in place, beckoning the onlookers to point and point.

"See? The girl has a few dollars in her hand, she is not poor, and she doesn't blink an eye when she buys two breakfasts. ”

"□□ all said that they hope that in the vast fields, these two girls will be white and pure, have they ever read? Why is the eye of the heart so long? ”

"Tang Taizong said that the emperor is a boat, and the people are water, and you are better than the emperor."

"Just because you are from the county town to bully outsiders, look, people are not rare to you at all, what is bullish, don't be ashamed!"

“……”

The crowd was unceremonious, Ji Ningzhi and Zhang Fangfang couldn't hold back their faces, and finally couldn't hold back, their eyes were red, and they ran back with their red faces, and they didn't even buy breakfast or eat it.

At the same time, Wen Qing had arrived at the gate of the grain station.

The staff of the grain station has appeared, opened the door of the tall grain station warehouse, pushed out the scales, and the scene became noisy.

"Here it is, here come the people."

"The scales are all out."

"Is it careful to inspect the wheat?"

"Are the scales accurate? Will I weigh my wheat less, and then let me make up for it? ”

"It rained a few days ago, and the wheat was damp, I don't know if I can check it off in a while?"

“……”

With the sound of chattering, Yao Shiling stood up, struggled to pull up the ox cart and leaned towards the door of the grain station.

"Mom, Mom." Wen Qing shouted from afar, and when he ran to him, Yao Shiling had already stopped the ox cart.

"Mom, don't worry, I see that they are issuing numbers, checking the wheat according to the serial number, don't worry." Wen Qing held the ox cart.

"What do you know, if I don't pull this road, I will be occupied by others, we have to wait a while, Wen Liang and Wen Peng are in school, no one feeds the cattle at home, and they are hungry, what should we do if we run away? And Wen Liang and Wen Peng are growing up, and they have to eat after school, so I have to go back and cook for them quickly. There is no time to lose. Yao Shiling said.

Wen Qing fell into silence, the more she contacted her mother, the more she felt that her mother loved herself, Wen Liang, Wen Peng, and maybe her dead father, the more she regretted her stupidity and stupidity in her previous life.

Thankfully, she was reborn.

"Mom, have breakfast first." Wen Qing handed over the white porcelain jar and took the ox cart.

Yao Shiling was unconscious, took the white porcelain jar, and immediately frowned and reproached: "Wen Qing, why do you buy so much, how much does it cost!" ”

Wen Qing smiled: "Mom, just this time, next time I will make sure I don't spend it randomly." ”

Yao Shiling didn't say anything wordy.

While the mother and daughter were eating breakfast, the staff of the grain station began to inspect the wheat, and there were three staff members in charge, all wearing gray-blue polyester overalls.

The first staff member held a metal rod with grooves in his hand, thrust it into the wheat bag, and pumped it. When it came out, the grooves were filled with wheat. The staff member fiddled around and checked whether there were any wheat husks, sand, stones, shriveled and other shoddy phenomena in the wheat.

Then pick up two grains of wheat, throw them in your mouth, and taste the dryness and humidity of the wheat.

All kinds of inspections, if one of them fails, it has to be pulled back, it should be cleaned up, it should be exposed to the sun, and there is no need to negotiate.

Many people are very worried, afraid that they will not be able to test, so they pull it back and re-hammer it, which is laborious and time-consuming, but some people are opportunistic, mixing some sand and stones in it, and paying a few catties of public grain.

"Our wheat must have passed once." Yao Shiling said.

Wen Qing nodded: "Well, once in all." ”

But Yao Shiling was worried again: "I can weigh 420 catties, if this is not enough, I have to make up for it." ”

Wen Qing then looked up at the second staff member, who stood in front of the scale, added or subtracted weights to weigh them, and determined the number to report to the third staff member.

The third worker sat at a humble table on the side, on which were placed abacus, new rural fountain pens, fountain pen water, ink clay, seals, the general book of the public grain river, and the public grain book handed over by various farmers.

He is the person who records it, and the figures of the public grain that should be paid are the same as the actual public grain, and as soon as he stamps his seal, he is done. If he says that he is less than ten pounds, then he must pay another ten pounds of wheat.

"Don't worry, Mom, if it's really not enough, I'll make up for it later, you don't have to run again." Wen Qing said, then pulled up the ox cart and followed the team step by step.

Yao Shiling asked her to go to the tailor shop several times, but she said that she was not in a hurry, and kept holding the ox cart and staring at the door of the grain station.

This made the neighbors of Shuiwan Village, who came to hand over the public grain, very surprised.

"Is it Wen Qing who pulls the ox cart?"

"Wen Qing actually came to pay the public grain?"

“……”

The neighbors were shocked, you must know that this kind of thing is to pay public grain, either the big guy or the parents and mothers, how can there be a little girl's family to pay, sweating and squeezing in the middle of a group of old men, but ugly.

Especially Wen Qing was still holding the ox cart, pulling forward step by step, approaching the door of the grain station, the neighbors felt that Wen Qing looked like no girl, and on the other hand, they felt that it was good to have such a caring girl, but the words came to their lips.

"If you love your mother like this, if you get married in the future, your mother-in-law will have to worry."

"Whoever is her mother-in-law is unlucky."

“……”

A group of people waited and waited, and when they were idle, they picked up Yao Shiling and Wen Qing eight hundred years ago and said.

"Yao Shiling fled from other places, if it wasn't for Wen Qing's father to take him in, maybe what would have happened."

"Only Wen Qing's father is willing to accept it, his family is poor, and he can't marry a daughter-in-law, so he happened to meet the shameless Yao Shiling."

"Why else is Wen Qing so wild? Still like her mother. ”

"Wen Qing hasn't been wild these days."

"Why aren't you wild, your family is so poor, don't you come to the county every day?"

“……”

A few people were discussing, Wen Qing and Yao Shiling came over with smiles on their faces, and several neighbors immediately laughed: "Wen Qing's mother, have you checked it?" ”

Yao Shiling smiled: "It's been tested, we came early." ”

Wen Qing was pulling the ox cart beside him, and he didn't have a good impression of a few people, so he smiled politely.

"This is going home?"

"Well, when I go home, I'm still busy at home." Yao Shiling said and left with Wen Qing.

When walking to the road, Wen Qing handed the ox cart to Yao Shiling and said a few words to Yao Shiling, Yao Shiling pulled the ox cart away, and Wen Qing walked in the opposite direction.

"Hey, look, Wen Qing didn't go back to Shuiwan Village." A neighbor said.

Everyone else rubbed their heads to look, and sure enough, they saw that Wenqing did not return to Shuiwan Village.

"Wen Qing, where are you going?"

"Could it be to go to Ji Yanjun's house and find Ji Yanjun?"

"Eighty percent is, there is no shame or shame, isn't that the direction of Ji Yanjun's family, with such a good in-law, he must be stammered every day."

“……”

The group watched Wen Qing walk towards Ji Yanjun's house, but they didn't stop, and walked straight by.

The neighbors were surprised.

"Didn't you go to your mother-in-law's house?"

"Where is that going?"

“……”

Then a few women at the end of the queue to pay the public grain, you pushed me, and encouraged each other to take a look at Wen Qing, what are you doing? Why didn't you go to Ji Yanjun's house, could it be that you made an appointment with Ji Yanjun somewhere else.

In Shuiwan Village in the 80s, the transportation was inconvenient, there was no TV, there was no entertainment, except for the busy farming, it was enough for the whole village to talk about it for a year, not to mention the Wen Qing family, in addition to Wen Liang and Wen Peng's innocence, they all brought out a Wen family at will, all of them were black history, especially Wen Qing, Wen Qing's things, enough for them to talk about 365 days a year.

When the neighbors instigated him to follow, Wen Qing had already run quickly to Aunt Xiao's tailor shop and stood at the door to calm his breath.

At this time, there were two women in the store who came to get Mao suits, pretending to be clean and neat, with no messy hair, and they were talking to Aunt Xiao.

"Aunt Xiao." Wen Qing shouted with a smile.

Aunt Xiao immediately greeted her with a smile: "Coming?" ”

"Well, Aunt Xiao is early, I just paid the public food with my mother, so it's a little later than yesterday."

"Out of the way, out of the way, and not late." Aunt Xiao said with a smile, and then asked, "Wen Qing, how did you do with that floral dress yesterday?" ”

"Yesterday's lines were drawn, today I got on the machine and walked the needle, and tomorrow the skirt can almost come out." Wen Qing said.

"What about the shoes?" Aunt Xiao asked with concern, the skirts and shoes made by Wen Qing are the most profitable since she made clothes, ten yuan to buy, and eighteen yuan to sell for the first time, eight yuan is not a small amount, enough for how many days she pedals the sewing machine to make a net profit, so she attaches great importance to it.

"The shoes are all cut, and I'll go back and nail them in the evening."

"That's good, that's good." Aunt Xiao rest assured.

Wen Qing glanced at the two well-dressed women, took out a pair of cloth shoes embroidered on the upper of the shoes from the cloth bag, put them in front of the cloth, and then stuffed the waste paper into the shoes, making the shoes look very three-dimensional.

As soon as the shoes were put on, the two women who came to get the tunics took a fancy to them.

The tall man picked it up, touched the fabric and the sole, the sole was thick and the needle eye was even, the upper was made of cotton, the left and right shoes, a symmetrical peony flower, lifelike, fine workmanship, stable and restrained color, the tall woman just wanted to see at first, but the more she looked at the moment, the more she liked it, and asked: "Do these shoes sell?" ”

Aunt Xiao was stunned, tall women have always been picky, whether it is the clothes she makes or the fabrics she sells, tall women are always picky.

Unexpectedly, Wen Qing took out a pair of cloth shoes at random, and she wanted to buy them.

Wen Qing smiled faintly when she heard this, as if she knew that tall women would take a fancy to her.

Without waiting for her to say more, Aunt Xiao had already spoken: "Sell, sell, of course sell." ”

"How many sizes are these shoes?" The tall woman asked.

"Thirty-eight yards." Wen Qing said.

The tall woman secretly thought, thirty-eight yards is just right, and asked, "How much?" ”

"Six bucks." Wen Qing said.

Six bucks?

Aunt Xiao was startled, a pair of cloth shoes cost six yuan, Wen Qing really dared to ask for it. You must know that a pair of cloth shoes on the market costs only four or five yuan, and many people are reluctant to buy them, and they are all made by themselves.

Those who are willing to buy shoes to wear are all 10,000 yuan households that have started in business in recent years.

Wen Qing actually dared to offer a price of six yuan, and Aunt Xiao wanted to say that it was okay to be cheaper.

But the tall girl said, "Then sell me these pairs." ”

Wen Qing nodded unhurriedly: "Okay." ”

The tall woman didn't say a word, took out a five-dollar yellow banknote and a one-dollar red banknote, and handed them to Wen Qing, who took them indifferently.

At this time, the short woman also came over and touched the shoe, and asked, "You took this sole yourself?" It's so thick. ”

Wen Qing said: "I took it myself, it was filled with some cotton, cotton cloth, and incense, anti-odor and sweat-absorption, and I walked on the wheat stubble and bean stubble without sticking my feet." ”

The short woman looked at the tall woman: "I said why did you pay without hesitation, the co-authoring was bought for your mother to wear on the ground, little girl, do you still have it?" Give me a pair too, I want thirty-seven yards. ”

Aunt Xiao was dumbfounded, this, this is another six yuan?

The short woman had already taken out six yuan and handed it to Wen Qing.

At this moment, there was a "plop" at the door.

The three of them drove over in response, and saw a slightly chubby woman, holding on to the door frame, about to stand firmly.

Aunt Xiao was a guest and hurriedly greeted: "Hello, do you want to buy fabric?" What do you want? Come in and have a look. ”

The fat woman looked at Wen Qing.

Wen Qing recognized it at this time, isn't this Aunt Wang at the entrance of Shuiwan Village? Asked: "Aunt Wang, are you also here to buy fabrics?" ”

"No, no, no." Aunt Wang's face was extremely embarrassed, she was originally going to "catch the rape" and catch Wen Qing's shameless things, who made her family man always say that Yao Shiling and Wen Qing are good-looking and capable.

As a result, not only did she not catch Wen Qing's shortcomings, but she saw that Wen Qing was making money, but after a while, she earned twelve yuan, twelve yuan, without sweating, she earned twelve yuan a day, which is not a small amount.

Aunt Wang was scared, this was not Wen Qing she knew at all.