When Mingzhu heard that something had happened on the shore, she was so frightened that her heart beat a beat. Biyu was also taken aback, and hurriedly pushed her: "You look at the young grandmother, I'll go over there to see." ”

It has always been the so-called "jasper is outside, pearl is inside". Because the pearl is careful, the jasper is refreshing and spicy. Jasper can quickly cut through the mess, and Mingzhu can stabilize the overall situation.

Mingzhu caught the young grandmother and asked for details. The young grandmother's hat hung low, her fingers trembled slightly, and her face under the hat was already earthy. Mingzhu asked for a bowl of warm wine, persuaded the young grandmother to drink it, and asked what happened to Shuangshuang.

Shuangshuang is like a little jasper, his speech is clear, and he understands a few words immediately, but he doesn't say a word that shouldn't be said.

Why did the young grandmother appear alone by the river? That's what she can't say. It's up to the grandmother.

The young grandmother finished drinking the warm wine, and finally relieved herself. Mingzhu sent Shuangshuang out, thanked her, and handed her a basket of pickled eggs and cured meat.

In fact, the young grandmother already has jewelry to give Shuangshuang. Both are not subject to vertical remarks. This basket of food for the holidays, she also refused. Mingzhu smiled: "It's not worth anything." Only this egg, it is rare that they can see the egg yolk, pick out only a double yolk, pickled so golden, it is a lip gloss! This cured meat is made by Aunt Feng in a new way, you can try it. Pressing the basket handle into both hands, both of them only took it, looking back and thinking about Mingzhu's gentle words and appropriateness, he thought enviously: "When will I be like Mingzhu's sister?" ”

She went to pick up Yi Li and went home, so she peeled an egg for him, and sure enough, it was double yellow, and it was so pickled that it was oily, and Yi Li hurriedly picked it up with her mouth. The anxious appearance of a poor child. That's when it came to the fore. Both looked funny and wiped it for him. There is no rag at this time. She prepared a good-looking handkerchief and a home-style handkerchief, one for example, and the other for wiping things. But Mingzhu thought more thoughtfully than she did, and there was already a small stack of cotton cloth in the basket. It is cotton wool, which is neatly cut and easy to wipe.

It's worthy of Xie Fu! I can afford to wipe things with a cotton cloth. Shuangshuang sighed: Ordinary people can only use straw paper, right? Or if you are poorer, you can only pluck the blades of grass and wipe the leaves.

Yi Li was really reluctant to use this stack of cotton cloth, and said, "This is clean!" "Quite scared.

He used to have to stain such a clean fabric, and he didn't smoke him! He didn't dare to cry yet. I'm afraid that his father will come back and see him with red eyes and ask. As soon as I heard the reason, I had to chase and beat him!

Shuangshuang told him to whisper.

Most of the children of the Xie family are rich and noble. Do they not just use cotton cloth? Cleaning up with an embroidered silk towel is no small thing. Let them hear Yi Li's poor and sour words, and Yi Li will be looked down upon.

In these days in the school, Yi Li has also learned to be obedient. As soon as he said it, he felt that it was wrong. Double-eyed. He was silenced. Look left and right. Fortunately, the students were still far away and didn't pay attention.

Shuangshuang wiped him clean and helped him pick up the book cage. suddenly asked: "Do you like me, or Sister Mingzhu?" ”

"You." Yi Li said as a matter of course.

Mingzhu is not bad, but it is far away from him. A child's horizons are just a little bit bigger. Of course, he chose both first.

Shuangshuang felt much better: Hmm! She's better than Pearl in some ways!

Whether it's stingy or childish, she just loves to find a sense of zài.

Moreover, when she was in a good mood, her brain moved relatively quickly: after all, not everyone can afford to cut cloth like this. Isn't paper much cheaper? Of course, you can't use the rice paper and history paper used by the old men to fill this cheap servant, it has to be the kind of straw paper...... But the straw paper makes people feel too dirty.

You can think of a way to make a paper, the price is between calligraphy and painting paper and straw paper, right? For example, when doing funerals, the paper is very suitable. But it's too smooth and not too convenient to rub.

Can it be a little rougher than that paper, maybe a little bit cheaper? It is sold as a "paper rag" and "paper handkerchief". Wouldn't it be bad?

"We don't compete with the top expensive products – we don't have that much energy to do R&D, we don't have that much time to wait for the money to come back, and we certainly don't have that strong financial base. We don't make inferior products, and compete for the market with low prices - that will only cause a vicious circle, and eventually exhaust all the confidence of customers. Our goal is to target the middle class...... That's the layer in between. They have stable property, but they don't want to spend too much, they want to save money, and at the same time, they want to ensure the quality of life and save face. Our products, in order to win their hearts, must be daily and practical, reasonable price, and stable quality. With our things, we can make life more convenient and at the same time more glamorous than other rural products. Lin Dai's words echoed in Shuangshuang's ears again.

She happily went back, ready to tell Lin Dai about the new idea.

Biyu hurried to the river, suddenly heard the noise, and saw a group of people on the other side of the street, and thought it was related to what he had heard, so he hurriedly raised his combat strength a hundred times and looked up.

It's not the big and young grandmothers, and the so-called robbers, it's just a bunch of unsuitable people.

The shabby and dirty clothes, some of them were brown cloth prison clothes issued by the government, and some of the clothes they wore when they were captured, they were so crumbling that they could barely see their true colors, like fallen leaves that had been swept into a mud puddle by the wind. Their people were also as emaciated as fallen leaves, and if they could be broken, they would have been broken long ago. Their expressions were almost without exception numb, and occasionally a few of them were sad and angry, which must have been newly locked. Don't be afraid, it won't be long before they are afraid that they will not be sharpened to the same numbness as their predecessors, except for working silently, nibbling on two hard and moldy multigrain buns a day, and drinking a bowl of soup like swill, there is no other activity. The government doesn't need them to have other activities.

They're also working now, pushing carts. The car was very imposing and majestic, with boxy, sturdy boxes piled on top of it. I don't know what the box contains, it is all sealed by the government, and judging by the ruts, it seems to be very heavy. Dare Mo is gold and silver jewelry? It was not the prisoners' turn to carry it. Dare Mo be earth, stone and bricks? The treatment of the box car seems to be too grand again.

The people of Jincheng are actually used to seeing these prisoners. Most recently, in the three or four days before the Chinese New Year, they shoveled snow off the main streets. In fact, even if you don't shovel, in a few days, the snow will melt, but in order to have a good mood on Chinese New Year's Eve, the government still has to remove the snow on the street. I heard that when I was doing this work, I killed a few prisoners. It doesn't matter, who told them to do something? People's hearts are like iron, and official law is like a furnace. A few prisoners are still clean when they die.

It's just that from the Chinese New Year to the Lantern Festival, they should not have appeared on the main roads of Jincheng.

As soon as they appeared, it was as if mud had been thrown on the brocade, and the beauties had scabs on their faces. (To be continued......)