Chapter 2 It's all hard-earned money
Mom has already done a round of work, and came back to explain to Zhou Mi: "Mimi, you and Tingting are responsible for plowing and preparing the land today, Xiaoyu, you and Peng Peng pull weeds, and Peng Peng, don't you play in the water, do you hear?" ”
"I heard Mom."
At the end of the 90s, the Pearl River Delta was booming, and many factories were built around the small village of An, which included food and lodging, so Zhou's parents, Zhou's parents, and many people in Zhoucun rented some land here, planted vegetables and melons, and sold them to factories or schools, in exchange for children's tuition and living expenses.
During the day, I ploughed the ground and planted vegetables and poured grass, got up in the middle of the night to collect vegetables, wash vegetables and put them in baskets, set off from home at four o'clock in the morning, and pushed more than 100 catties of vegetables by bicycle to sell them at the farmers' market more than ten kilometers away.
If you are lucky, you can usually come back at eight o'clock in the morning, and when you are unlucky, you can't even sell half of it, and you have to set up a stall for retail, but this will delay the daytime work, so Zhou's father will sell it all as long as the price is about the same, and after coming back, he will squint for a while and turn over the ground to plant vegetables and pour vegetables, unless it is a typhoon or a heavy rainstorm, otherwise it is like this every day.
It's all hard-earned money.
But he lived in a small house made of bamboo and thickened corrugated paper and wood, barely enough to fit two wooden beds, a simple dining table, an old sofa, and enough to park a bicycle.
It's a bit far from the residential area, so there is no electricity, no running water, kerosene lamps are used, and water from self-dug wells is drunk, and the conditions are very bad.
Some time ago, Zhou's father's leg was swollen, and Zhou's mother gritted her teeth and replaced the bicycle with a tricycle, so that Zhou's father and Zhou's mother could finally sleep for an hour more at night, and Dad didn't have to pedal so hard.
Zhou Mi led her younger brothers and sisters to finish the land, and helped her mother plant the vegetable seedlings, and she was busy surviving, it was already more than ten o'clock, and her father slept for two hours, and he also joined the work with a bucket.
The sun has risen very high, the sisters and brothers are sweating, sitting under the banana tree to rest, Zhou's mother and Zhou's father are still busy, the two are so tired that they don't have time to talk, and the clothes on their bodies are all sweaty.
Looking at her parents under the scorching sun, Zhou Mi sighed.
Even if her parents were so hard-working, their family did not get rich in their last life, and on the day she died, the family could not get out of that small village, and her parents fell ill.
Reliving a lifetime, Zhou Mi vowed to take her family out of the village and embark on the road to prosperity!
"Sister, I want to drink soda." Zhou Peng suddenly pointed to the empty bottle on the ground and said.
Zhou Peng is only four years old, but he is also very sensible, usually when he sees others eating snacks, he will walk away silently, never watching, this time it was when he came to his parents, he dared to ask.
Zhou Ting hugged him and whispered to him: "Peng Peng, this is not a soda, it's a pesticide bottle, I don't believe you ask Sister." ”
Zhou Peng: "It's not a pesticide bottle, it's a soda, I saw it on the TV of my second mother-in-law's house, it's a soda, sister, don't you say?" ”
Zhou Mi touched Zhou Peng's head: "This is not a soda, this is called orange juice, it is very sweet, and it can be sweet for a day after drinking it." ”
Zhou Peng raised his face and looked yearning: "Sister, can I take a sip?" ”
"Yes." Zhou Mi stood up and asked her younger siblings to sit still obediently, "I'll ask my mother for money." ”
Mother Li Ying, black and thin, looks like she is forty or fifty years old, but in fact she is only thirty-two.
Zhou Mi walked over and stretched out her small palm towards Li Ying: "Mom, give me two yuan, I want to buy two bottles of orange juice." ”