Before packing up and going home, Song Qingtian asked Song Xifeng to go to the venue to buy two catties of pork belly.

Back home, Yang Xiulian had already made corn paste, Song Qingtian asked her to cut the pork into pieces, stir-fry in the pot, "Zizi" bubbling aroma, pepper, pepper, garlic put together to season, put in potatoes, radish, and sour cabbage, stewed half a pot.

After coming out of the pot, the steaming spicy and sour smell makes me want to drool, eating pork belly, dipping the steamed buns in the oily vegetable soup, and the stomach seems to feel the delicious oil soup slowly moisturizing the dry stomach wall.

In the 80s, people had no oil and water in their stomachs, and this meal was called a comfortable meal, and everyone's face was blooming with a blush of happiness.

After a full meal, the fatigue of the day is immediately dissipated.

Song Qingtian began to settle the accounts and sold more than 350 bowls of cold noodles today.

The profit of a bowl of 9 cents is calculated to be a profit of 31 yuan and 5 cents.

Song Xifeng, Jiang Xiaoyan and Yang Xiulian were all stunned when they heard such a result.

How is this possible? The money earned in one day is enough for a worker's salary for a month, and they all stared at Song Qingtian, with a doubt in their eyes, could it be a miscalculation?

Song Qingtian said: "Everyone has paid too much today to have such a harvest, so everyone can share 2 yuan and 5 cents before the salary." In the future, it will be like this, there will be money to be made, and everyone will have a share. ”

Yang Xiulian waved her hand first, "Nizi, how can my mother ask for your money?" Besides, I didn't help in the afternoon. ”

Song Qingtian said: "Mom, although you didn't go, but you played the cold powder well, this is technology, and technology is also valuable." ”

When Song Qingtian forced the money into Yang Xiulian's hand, Yang Xiulian could only take it, and said with tears in her eyes: "Then I'll save it for you and use it for your studies in the future." ”

Jiang Xiaoyan was the second to refuse: "Sunny day, first of all, you saved me and gave me a new life, I can't repay you too late, you still care about me eating, I will do a little favor, you will give me money, this is obviously taking me as an outsider, you are driving me away, right?" ”

Song Qingtian said: "One yard to one yard, Sister Xiaoyan, I understand your thoughts, if you want to repay me, I will always wait for you to repay me, but today you have paid for your labor, this is what you deserve." ”

When Jiang Xiaoyan took the money, she couldn't cry, "Qingtian, you make me feel that this world is too beautiful, and your heart is made of gold." ”

I don't know why, as soon as Jiang Xiaoyan cried, Song Qingtian felt that her face seemed to have seen it somewhere, and the picture was very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

It was Song Xifeng's turn, Song Xifeng did not refuse, he knew Song Qingtian's style of doing things, instead of pushing and conceding, it was better to directly put the money down.

Song Xifeng made a suggestion: "On a sunny day, sell jelly to make money, we will do this in the future, and let the loach and liquor go first." ”

Song Qingtian said: "I was about to talk about this, the loach and liquor thing must be done, it is a long-term business." Not to mention that the business of jelly is seasonal, there is also instability. For example, if there are several shops selling jelly at the venue today. If it weren't for the Orthodox Conference today, there wouldn't be so many people. If the weather is bad today, it is a little cool or cloudy and it rains. If there is no Han Zheng and Zhu Ming who happen to be present today. Do you think our business is so good? We can't even pay our salaries. ”

Song Xifeng and the three of them all nodded in unison.

Song Qingtian said: "Because of this uncertainty and instability factor, so in the future, the daily wage will not be the same, if the turnover exceeds 30, everyone can be divided into 2 yuan 5 cents, if it is more than 20, each person will be 2 yuan, if it is more than 10 yuan, each person can only 1 yuan, and there will be no salary within 10 yuan." ”

The purpose of Song Qingtian's work is to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm for labor, and at the same time reduce the losses caused by instability caused by various factors.

If you have money, everyone will share it together, and if you have less money, everyone will share less.

Song Xifeng and the three of them all nodded in agreement.

Song Qingtian said again: "On the day of collecting loaches, my third uncle and I don't sell cold powder, loaches are a long-term business, and we must give Brother Lu this reputation." ”

As soon as Song Xifeng counted the days, tomorrow was the weekend, and he was going to start harvesting loaches.

Song Qingtian said: "Tomorrow on the first day, there will not be many people who come to sell loaches, just let my mother stay at home, tomorrow the City God Temple is the last day of the spring meeting, we will come back early in the afternoon, and there will be many people who come to sell loaches in the evening, just to help, the day after tomorrow, I and the third uncle have been at home." ”

After agreeing, Song Qingtian asked Song Xifeng to bring back the unsold cold powder for Mrs. Song to eat, and after the three women washed, they all fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

In the early morning of the second day, Song Qingtian estimated that there would not be too many jelly sold today, so he asked Yang Xiulian to make 300 bowls of jelly, and it would be good if it could be sold out.

Today's weather is getting hotter and hotter, and on this February day, many people are wearing single clothes at noon.

The jelly stall is still yesterday's location, and the taste is still yesterday's, because it is the last day of the Spring Festival in Chenghuangmiao Village, there are a lot fewer customers, but it is still busy and there is no time to rest.

In the afternoon, Han Zheng came again.

Song Qingtian asked: "Teacher Han, you run every day, don't you go to school to be a physical education teacher?" ”

Han Zheng said with a wry smile: "My dad has already expelled me, he personally went to apologize to Teacher Du Ruo, and then went to Principal Wang's place and told him directly that he would not let me teach physical education in the school in the future, and said that if Principal Wang asked me to be a physical education teacher again and beat his students to death, he would not care." ”

Song Qingtian said with a smile: "Of course, Principal Wang is afraid that you will beat other students to death, so you will have no job." ”

Han Zheng said: "I'll do it, I went to junior high school for less than a week, and one of your students asked me to call Teacher Han, although I was incompetent, but I was very happy to hear someone call me teacher." ”

"Then I'll always call you Teacher Han in the future."

"I can't ask for it!"

Song Xifeng looked at the two of them talking and laughing, so he raised his vigilance, and just walked away Zhao Leiming, looking at Han Zheng's closeness to Qingtian a little too much.

That morning, while drinking beef soup, Zhu Ming joked that Han Zheng had thoughts about sunny days, and it seemed that it was possible.

This is not good, at this young age, Qingtian has no emotional experience, so he can't be deceived by Han Zheng.

Jiang Xiaoyan saw Song Xifeng's thoughts, and said with a smile: "I heard that Han Zhengke is the son of the mayor of the town, and he has been a soldier, and he can have a good job in the future, and he is also very good for sunny days, I think it's not bad." ”

"You know what? Qingtian has a smart brain, and in the future, he will be admitted to college and do business, what is the mayor? Maybe the governor's son can't even look down on sunny days. ”

Jiang Xiaoyan echoed with a smile: "That's the same reason." ”

300 bowls of cold noodles were sold out, and it was still early, and Song Qingtian began to close the stall.

Han Zheng asked, "Where is the turn of the Spring Festival tomorrow?" Where are you going to sell jelly tomorrow? ”

Han Zheng has an idea?

Song Xifeng immediately raised his vigilance, his eyes staring at Han Zheng.

Song Qingtian said: "Tomorrow is the Spring Festival of the Dragon King Temple, I won't sell jelly tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I will collect loaches at home, and my mother and Sister Xiaoyan will sell jelly." ”

Han Zheng let out an "oh" and didn't ask more.

When I got home, it was not dark yet, and sure enough, there were many loach sellers, Qin Xiaofei and Qin Xiaoyun were also at home to help Yang Xiulian, and Song Qingtian and Song Xifeng hurriedly participated.

Jiang Xiaoyan didn't want to be seen by too many people, so she cooked in the stove room.

When it was time for dinner, no one came to sell the loaches, so Qin Xiaoyun said, "Sunny day, aren't you injured?" Why do you still work every day? It's selling jelly and collecting loaches again, what's wrong with your injury? ”

As soon as Qin Xiaoyun said this, Yang Xiulian's face changed, "Qingtian, are you uncomfortable there?" Why didn't I listen to you? ”

Song Qingtian couldn't hide it, so he told Yang Xiulian about his burns that day, and didn't mention Yang Yuting.

Yang Xiulian was distressed and angry, "You Nizi, don't say anything, I asked you that night that you said that you came back selling liquor, how can you rest assured?" ”

Song Qingtian kept coquettishly saying to Yang Xiulian that it was okay, saying that it was a non-important injury, and it would be fine in one day, but she didn't tell her because she was worried, and Yang Xiulian had no choice but to tell her daughter that she had something to tell herself in the future.

Song Xifeng also said: "Sister-in-law, I should also apologize to you, I also know about that incident." ”

Yang Xiulian said: "The third child, I know that although you and Qingtian are not far apart, you also treat him as a daughter, you didn't tell me, I think it's not a big deal, but I just know that I am nervous, I believe you will take care of Qingtian." ”

That is to take care of Song Qingtian, Song Xifeng has always been like a wall, separating Zhao Leiming and Song Qingtian, and the next one is to block Han Zheng, which is more caring than his own father.

Song Qingtian wanted to leave Qin Xiaoyun and Qin Xiaofei for dinner, why didn't the brother and sister want to stay, but when they left, Qin Xiaoyun pulled Song Qingtian out.

When he arrived at a no-man's land, Qin Xiaofei opened his mouth first and said: "Sunny day, when Zhao Leiming went to enlist in the army that day, let me bring you something, just when you came back that day, I will bring it back, and I will give it to you now." ”

Saying that, Qin Xiaofei took out a bag of things wrapped in newspaper from his bosom and handed it to Song Qingtian.

Song Qingtian took it back, put it directly at the head of the bed, and covered it with a quilt.

After eating, she lifted the quilt and opened the newspaper, which was actually ten pairs of medical gloves and a letter.

The content of the letter is:

"Sunny day, it's the first time I've written a letter to someone, I'm a little nervous, I don't know what to say, some things I wanted to say in front of you, but I never had the opportunity, so I could only ask Xiaofei to give you the letter and things.

Ten pairs of gloves inside, I bought it from the county labor insurance office, you collect loaches every day and touch the water, I am worried that your hands will be damaged by blisters, I hope you can wear gloves when you are busy, it is always better to have protection.

I enlisted in the army this time, I don't know when I will be able to come back, I have had a wish since I was a child, I want to find my biological parents, this time I went to the army with this wish, hoping to have the opportunity to find them.

Sunny day, since the moment you went to the field to find me and gave me sugar, I feel that you are a good girl, the best girl in the world, I want to help you catch loaches all the time, but I still want to find my biological parents, so I can't help you all the time, sorry, please forgive me.

Sunny day, when I get to the army, I will write to you, I hope you can write back to me.

I wish you a happy day.

Zhao Leiming. ”

There is no gorgeous resignation, no deep affection.

Song Qingtian felt a thick sweetness spreading in his heart, sweet to the end, and a little bitter.

This is an innocent and kind young man who expresses his love in his most simple language.

In the 80s, Huaxia was an era of scarcity of materials, and medical gloves were scarce materials, and it was impossible for the county labor insurance office to buy them, which were professional commodities that needed to be distributed by the state.

Song Qingtian didn't know where Zhao Leiming bought it, and he didn't know how many setbacks he went through to buy scarce medical gloves.

Zhao Leiming did all this just to let her protect her hands, such a simple, simple, and careful reason made Song Qingtian feel Zhao Leiming's steadfastness, seriousness, and thorough sincerity.

This night, for the first time since she was reborn, she lost sleep.

This kind of down-to-earth emotion is something she has never had in her previous life.

In her previous life, there was a mutual need between her and Zhao Gengju, or because Zhao Gengju was the victorious product of the war between her and Yang Yuting.

She covets Zhao Gengju's beauty, and Zhao Gengju can satisfy her vanity.

Zhao Gengju likes to live a life of getting something for nothing and spending a lot of money to be raised.

Their marriage and relationship are full of flowers in the eyes of outsiders, but in fact they are dilapidated and crumbling.

Song Qingtian couldn't understand why he did that in his previous life, and it was because of that choice that he was persecuted to death in the end.

It wasn't until the East turned white that Yang Xiulian and Jiang Xiaoyan began to prepare for the cold powder and seasonings for the Spring Festival Party that she was a little sleepy and fell asleep.

Yang Xiulian felt that her daughter might be tired, so she didn't call her when she left, and boiled eggs and put them in the pot.