The old captain took out an envelope from his arms, threw it to the white hand, and said angrily: "Take it, dirt cub." ”

The envelope contained some tickets, cigarette stamps, wine stamps, cloth stamps, food stamps, and so on.

The white hand smiled, put away the envelope, and stuffed it into his pocket, "Uncle, you are always waiting for the dividends." ”

Snakes have snake roads, shrimps have shrimp roads, it turns out that this old and young are in the business of selling tickets.

Speaking of which, this stems from the fact that the old and the young have a similar smell and similar experiences.

There is an old saying that the blessed are in June and August, and the unblessed are in the lunar month.

What this means is that those born in the sixth, seventh and eighth months of the lunar calendar are blessed and have good luck, while those born in the twelfth and first months of the lunar calendar are not blessed and have no good luck.

White hand was born on the first day of the first lunar month, and the old captain happened to be born on Chinese New Year's Eve, this old and young are simply sympathetic.

In the old captain's life, there are many times when he is not welcomed, but he looks at the white hand differently and takes more care.

Later, it was a bit embarrassing.

The old captain was illiterate, but he had a brand, the only one in the county, a model worker in the province's agricultural system in the fifties.

With this brand, and his eldest son working in the county seat, the old captain has quite a way.

The old captain has to go to the county seat once or twice a month, stay at the eldest son's house for a few days, and every time he comes back, he always brings back a lot of tickets.

It's not good for him to come forward and sell it, and he is reluctant to give it away, so the old captain accumulates it and hands it over to sell it to his white hands.

The white hand calls it a business, and every time you harvest, you add two to five, and the two of you share half each, and they are safe.

Tomorrow is the market day of Wenqiao Street, and I have to go to the street with my white hands, just in time to sell the tickets in the envelope.

"Hand, I heard that now the industry and commerce are holding it tightly, be careful of being arrested."

The white hand is full of indifference, "If you get caught, you will be caught, anyway, we have no business." ”

The old captain reprimanded: "Dirt cub, can you talk well?" You've been caught, what will happen to your family? How can I explain to your mother? ”

"It's easy to do. Hehe, if I really get caught, I'll call you out, and I'll say I'm running errands for you. ”

"Get out, get out."

In the evening, Bai Shou and his second brother went to Widow Chen's house to help Chen Xiaozhuan guard the home and take care of the home.

The triangular money was in hand, and there was nothing wrong overnight.

At half past three in the morning, the white hand did not go home, and went directly to the river port outside the village, waiting for the "old boat" to catch the market.

At the head of the river is a small wharf, like a bus stop in a big city, where you can wait at the right time and a boat will take you to the market town you are going to.

At that time, only the public had motor boats, and the people gathered in the houses were all wooden boats, and there were sheds on the boats, and the boat boss held wooden oars and rocked.

The speed of the boat is very slow, but it is also comfortable, not in a hurry, ten miles of water, two hours is quite fast.

From the Baicun Brigade of Chentong Commune to Wenqiao Street, it is exactly ten miles of waterway.

The white hand has a good sense of time, and knows that the ticket seller is in the morning market, and he must finish his business before seven o'clock.

In fact, it is faster to walk, but people in the market generally bring goods, sell and buy, and it is more convenient and safe to take a boat.

At the head of the river port, there were already servants waiting for boats.

The white hand approached the hand and grinned.

Chen Laosan, who dared to love him to catch the market, didn't go to Widow Chen's house last night to pick up the wall.

Two baskets, a load of japonica rice, full of 150 catties, it turned out that Chen Laosan went to the street to sell rice.

Japonica rice is made into rice cakes, eaten to spray fragrant, and can be sold to two corners per catty on the street, and the price is second only to glutinous rice in all kinds of rice.

Chen Laosan sat by the basket, smoking by himself, ignoring his white hands.

There are also two people, Tong Jiuyang and Fang Yulan of the third team of Baicun, both in their early thirties.

Fang Yulan's mother's house is in the mountainous area near Wenqiao Street, not far from her white-handed grandfather's house, and the two of them went to the market empty-handed, mainly to Fang Yulan's mother's house to get food and burn.

What is burned is firewood, and there is no shortage of people in the mountains, and what they eat is generally shredded sweet potatoes. There are no paddy fields in the mountainous areas, only dry land, where wheat, maize, potatoes and sweet potatoes are grown.

Among them, sweet potatoes belong to coarse grains, the largest yield, people in the mountains will shave sweet potatoes into silk, dry them and take them to the market, or sell them directly for money, or exchange rice and other things with others.

Like the Baicun area, which belongs to the plains, only grows rice, and the population is large, and the rations are not enough, they will take out part of the rice to exchange for sweet potato shreds.

Rice boiled sweet potato shreds, can cook porridge and rice, when cooking rice to the stomach, than just eating rice to carry hunger.

The staple food of the white-handed family is boiled rice and shredded sweet potatoes.

However, since the beginning of this year, he has been self-made and quite ambitious, and the shredded sweet potatoes were bought on the street, not from his grandfather's house.

It just so happened that Tong Jiuyang didn't like to see white hands very much, and he beat white hands a few years ago.

Coincidentally, Tong Jiuyang and Chen Laosan also had a holiday.

It's a good thing, the four people waiting for the boat, the three men didn't pay attention to each other, and they didn't even say hello.

Only Fang Yulan, kind and simple, greeted Bai with his hand, "Xiaobai, go to the street." ”

As an undesirable person, Bai Shou didn't expect Fang Yulan to speak, he didn't have any mental preparation, he just responded randomly.

Tong Jiuyang was dissatisfied and coughed heavily.

Chen Laosan laughed evilly, "Oh, dirt cub, you really like women." ”

These words are clearly to sow discord and fan the flames.

Blank hands, he has no say in the village, and is used to dealing with such occasions with silence.

But Tong Jiuyang is gone, and he can ignore it with his white hands, but Chen Laosan talked about his wife.

"Chen Laosan, you shit, you didn't rinse your mouth in the morning."

"Haha, surnamed Tong, I didn't rinse my mouth, ask your wife."

Chen Laosan couldn't speak, and when he opened his mouth, he hurt people, and Tong Jiuyang jumped up.

Fang Yulan hurriedly stopped her, persuaded her with good words, and hugged her husband's arm tightly.

Tong Jiuyang listened to the persuasion and put down his two fists.

Chen Laosan became arrogant instead, rolling up his sleeves and showing his arms, showing his teeth and claws.

It's not a big deal to watch the excitement with white hands, and I look forward to the two fighting.

I saw Fang Yulan pick up half a brick, hold it in her left hand, turn her right hand into a palm, and with a pop, the brick shattered in response.

Chen Laosan suddenly wilted.

Bai Shou watched coldly, surprised, only knew that Fang Yulan was not inferior to a man in farm work, and she could pick up a burden of two hundred catties, but she didn't expect that she was still a master.

Later, Bai Shou learned that Fang Yulan's father was a practitioner, and Fang Yulan belonged to a tiger father and no dog girl.

He couldn't make a sound with his white hands, but he longed for it in his heart, he had long wanted to find a master and learn some self-defense skills, but he didn't expect this master to be far away in the sky, close in front of him.

The big ship is coming.

Tong Jiuyang and Fang Yulan got on the boat first.

Chen Laosan carried a load of rice on the boat, and even people and rice occupied the bow of the boat.

The white hand gritted his teeth with hatred, so he had to go to the stern.

Sitting outside the shed is cold, so cold that your upper teeth knock your lower teeth.

But cold can make people sober, and the white hand and brain are wandering around for a while, and he has a bad idea to deal with Chen Laosan.