Chapter Twenty-Nine: Chicken Po Shoes
Aunt Chen's house really leaked rain.
Summer was originally muggy, even in the house, but Aunt Chen's house was damp tightly, and the ground was wet and slippery, and there were still a few mushrooms growing at the root of the earthen wall, not because of the rain.
"Auntie, there's a rain leak in your house, why don't you fix it." As soon as he finished speaking, seeing the eldest mother's face, Qiubai wanted to pump herself, isn't this nonsense, it's strange that Aunt Chen wants to be able to repair it.
Aunt Chen didn't speak, she lowered her head and walked into the house quickly, because she was walking too fast, she coughed, and her feet slipped, Qiubai was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her.
"Auntie, slow down."
The inner room where Aunt Chen lives is very small, this room seems to be even more damp, there is a basin on the ground and there is water, it seems to be a leak, Qiubai looked up and saw a big hole on the top.
"Sit down, I'll get you peanuts to eat." The eldest lady is enthusiastic.
"Don't, auntie, I'm just here to have a look."
Aunt Chen didn't listen, opened a dilapidated cabinet and grabbed a handful of peanuts from the snakeskin bag, Qiu Bai saw that the peanuts in the snakeskin bag were almost gone, and quickly stood up and refused, but the aunt was quite resolute: "Take it and eat it, I don't have any teeth, I can't bite it." ”
Qiubai took it, didn't eat, looked around, a bed, a cabinet, a table, two stools, and then there were fabrics and miscellaneous things, extremely simple, there were only two electrical appliances in the room, a fourteen-inch black-and-white TV, and an electric light, except for this, there was not even a fan.
"Eat peanuts." Aunt Chen greeted, got up and turned on the TV again, I don't know how long this TV hasn't been turned on, there was a creaking sound when it was turned on, Qiubai was worried that it would break down, but fortunately, it was still started, there was a snowflake on the screen, and the figure was blurry.
"It's a decade-old antique, isn't it? The channel button is still the same twisting type. Qiubai muttered in his heart.
Qiu Bai naturally didn't come to watch TV, watching the eldest lady sit back in bed and start making shoes, Qiu Bai asked: "Auntie, Ji Po shoes are a lot of money, a pair?" ”
"Last year, it was sold for 20 yuan a pair." Speaking of this, the eldest lady had a smile on her face and looked very happy.
Only twenty? Qiubai was speechless, this is too cheap.
Ji Po shoes are not easy to do at all, you need to use a lot of cloth and cotton flowers, the sole is the kind of mille-feuille bottom, layers of cloth to pile up, and then sew up with hemp rope one by one, this is a strength work, the hand has no strength to even get into the needle.
If you get it fast, a pair of soles will take about three or four days, and then the cotton on the upper, to appear thick, because this kind of shoes are mainly worn by the elderly, a pair of shoes people began to make finished products, Qiubai estimates that it will take nearly a week, this is only twenty yuan, the cost of shaving cloth and cotton, time is not counted, a pair of shoes can earn five yuan? Looking at the aunt's smile, she was obviously quite satisfied.
What can you do with five dollars? A popsicle and a bowl of cold cakes cost five yuan, Qiu Bai secretly calculated to himself, even if Aunt Chen keeps making shoes every day, she can only make about 50 pairs a year, and she can earn more than 200 yuan, which is incredible.
Sighing slightly in his heart, Qiu Bai smiled: "Auntie is really a good craft, I remember when I was a child, I also wore shoes made by Auntie, it was very warm." ”
"Well, you really wore them when you were a kid, and a lot of people in this bay wore shoes I made." Aunt Chen was a little proud.
Laboriously use a childish needle to drill through the sole of the shoe first, and then use the needle wearing twine to poke inward, Chen Auntie's fingers are full of calluses, but it seems very stable, a piercing through, the twine tightened, the childish needle on the hair scratched, this is called grinding needle, keep the needle sharp, and then drill holes.
Qiu Bai looked at it quietly for a while, and then said, "Auntie, will I tell you something?" ”
"Well, you say, you eat peanuts, and I can't chew them."
Qiubai peeled one and put it in his mouth, and the peanuts that are usually delicious were a little bitter at this time: "That's the case, you know my house, some of them are broken, and the tiles on the top are also a little rotten, so I want to ask someone to pick up the tiles, I see that the eldest mother's house is also leaking, and the house is also wet, I am afraid that your cloth will also be wet, and the shoes will not be easy to do, and picking up tiles is not a big deal, so I thought about it, when the time comes, let those people also help the eldest mother's family pick it up, you said that you have been watching me grow up, I can't just watch you live in this wet house, can I? ”
Qiubai said quite embarrassed, afraid that Aunt Chen would think that she was giving alms and hurting people's hearts, and when the time came, good intentions would turn into bad intentions.
"It costs hundreds of dollars to ask someone to pick up a house." Aunt Chen was silent for a moment.
"Well, I know, because the main thing is to pick up the tiles of my house, by the way, help your family pick up, this money must be out of me, aunt rest assured, and those who go also have tiles, so the tile money is also saved, it is a little salary, it is estimated that it will not be dozens of yuan by then." Qiubai said as low as he could.
"It's only a few dozen dollars?"
"Well, I don't think the gap is big, when the time comes, I'll pick it up for your family after picking it up, and when the house is picked up, the house will look clean, right?"
"Yes, you can tell me when the time comes." Mrs. Chen finally agreed.
"Then Auntie, I'm leaving, I'm going to the town, if there is a bricklayer, I can pick it up today."
Aunt Chen sent Qiubai out of the house, "Qiubai, thank you." "Aunt Chen's heart is bright.
"Hehe, what's there to thank you for." Qiubai resolutely refused to admit it.
Coming out of Aunt Chen's house, he said that his head was strong, and he was panicked, Qiubai still had to go to the town, but then again, he had been tanned in the past few days, always wearing a vest and big pants, and the color of his legs, hands and body looked different.
This time he also wore this, took a pair of shoes, and walked towards the town, arrived at the town at almost ten o'clock, the market has not dispersed, but he walked around and did not find the bricklayer, in fact, there are too few specialized bricklayers in the countryside, most of them are their own houses to pick up, Qiubai can not find but it is normal.
Seeing that his head was too poisonous, Qiubai hid in a snack bar that sold rice noodles and noodles, and asked the boss to serve a bowl of rice noodles and eat it carelessly.
was eating, the phone rang, I didn't know the number, Qiubai picked it up.
"Brother Qiu, it's me, Zhao Qingcheng, the mosquito catcher is dead." As soon as Qiubai answered the phone, Zhao Qingcheng said like a machine gun: "I'm going to you again, I'm almost there, oh, I've arrived in Longtan Town." ”
"Oh." Qiubai was still thinking about things, and his attitude was inevitably a little perfunctory.
"It seems that Brother Qiu doesn't welcome my sister very much."
"Where, where." Qiubai shook his head: "I'm eating in the town now, Teng is not out of his mouth, are you in the town?" Then come here, just invite you to eat, the rice noodles here are very authentic. ”
"Such a coincidence? Where, I'll come right over. ”
A few minutes later, Zhao Qingcheng rushed to the snack bar in a hurry, her height was there, her figure was good, and her face was also good, even the boss was a little alarmed when she entered the store, and she came forward to ask Zhao Qingcheng what to eat.
"Rice noodles, put more beef, more vegetables, and less rice noodles." Zhao Qingcheng meat and vegetarian are not taboo.
The arrival of the big beauty made the forty-year-old male boss excited, and the rice noodles came up half the time faster than usual.
After Zhao Qingcheng ate a few bites and padded his stomach, Qiu Bai spoke: "Tell me how the mosquito trap grass died?" ”
When it came to business, Zhao Qingcheng was serious: "After getting in the car yesterday, the leaves of the mosquito trap grass began to wither, and the situation was even more serious when I arrived at the hotel, I also bought some bread worms and watered it, but the mosquito trap grass still died, although I haven't planted it, but I still know the basic things, even if it is a plant with broken roots, it will not die so quickly, Brother Qiu, what method did you use to grow it?" It's amazing to make it look like the mosquito trap will die as soon as it leaves you. ”
"Maybe that's what makes the Agraman Dragon Grass special." Qiu Bai said in a sullen voice, and he didn't dare to say the real reason for killing him.
"Cut, stingy." Zhao Qingcheng said angrily, with some contempt, this girl decided that it was Qiubai's ghost.
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