Because of the saving of silver, the gate of the courtyard was just a wooden gate tied with a wooden stick, with a gap and not very high, as long as there were people standing outside the courtyard gate, they could see who it was.

The sky was almost completely dark, Lin Zifu opened the door and invited He Dayou into the courtyard.

He Dayou smiled and put the dustpan under the eaves and said: "I heard that you need a dustpan to dry herbs, and your aunt urged me to weave a few for you in the morning. ”

He had a good impression of Lin Zifu and Aunt Ying, the two of them were very straightforward and neat, and the two came to the village alone, they were neighbors on the left and right, and they could help each other a little more.

Lin Zifu was embarrassed, but she didn't expect He Dayou to take the time to make a dustpan for her, and she was very moved.

"Thank you, Uncle Otomo, I just can't let Uncle Otomo work in vain, I still need a dozen dustpans, can you buy them." She didn't want to treat He Dayou badly, the people in the village were not having a good time, and they could see it from the low houses.

She also saw a lot of villages along the way, the more villages next to the city, the richer they became, and this village was so far away from the town, even farther away from the county seat, because of the remoteness of the terrain, so poor.

The conditions of He Dayou's family are not good, even the village chief is not much better than other families.

She didn't have the face to take advantage of He Dayou, although she was also poor, she also knew that she couldn't take advantage of them.

He Dayou was a little unhappy and said: "Since you call me uncle, don't be too angry, I have been relatively idle for a while now, and I will make it up for you when I have time." ”

Lin Zifu waved her hand again and again: "I don't want to take money, Uncle Dayou, if I don't use this dustpan to make money, I won't be polite to you, but I bought a dustpan to make money, think about it, I can make a lot of money with this dustpan, I can't treat you badly, if you don't collect money, I will go to find someone else." ”

The attitude is very resolute, and she believes that He Dayou will agree.

He Dayou sighed helplessly: "You girl, don't be polite to me." ”

Lin Zifu moved a stool for He Dayou to sit down, and the two sat under the eaves and chatted.

"Uncle Otomo, I don't know the price of this dustpan, how much it sells for on weekdays." She really didn't know the price of the dustpan, but He Dayou only made two a day, and the workmanship of the dustpan was also very good, at least ten yuan.

He Dayou was happy in his heart, he actually just wanted to help Lin Zifu, there were not many dozen dustpans, and besides, the craftsmanship didn't cost money, and the bamboo didn't cost money: "Two pennies for one." ”

Hearing the price, Lin Zifu smiled bitterly: "Uncle Dayou treats me as a fool, you only make up two dustpans a day, even if it is more than this price, if you don't tell the truth, I can only give it roughly, if you give less, I will take advantage of you, how about the dustpan is a money." ”

Now it was He Dayou's turn to disagree: "But can't, ten cents is too expensive." ”

No one in the village has ever sold dustpans, after all, the men in every household in the village will make it up, and they do it themselves what baskets they need on weekdays, and no one knows what the price is, but one is more expensive for ten cents.

Lin Zifu patiently explained: "Uncle Dayou, who is not expensive, think about it, you only make up two a day, the dustpan you made up is so good, it must be more than ten cents to sell it outside, I also think it's less, I will give you these two dustpans as you, and you can't charge money for the remaining dozen or so." ”

Aunt Ying came out of the house at this time, and followed the persuasion: "The village chief will agree, if you don't agree to Zifu, this girl will probably not sleep well at night, and we make money by collecting medicine, and we earned more than forty wen in a hard day last day." ”

He Dayou was overjoyed, Lin Zifu had told him before that he wanted to make money to support himself, and he was still worried at that time, after all, it was a little difficult to get back the land from Zhou Qiangui, and how could a girl and an old woman support themselves without a field.

At that time, he was still thinking that if he would give the family's land rent of two acres to the two of them, the rent would be cheaper, and the two would not starve to death.

But I didn't expect Lin Zifu to really go to collect medicine and make money.

Two people in this mountain, it is very good to earn more than 40 wen a day.

The men in the village went out to do small jobs, and they only paid 20 yuan a day, and they worked too hard.

He was neither envious nor jealous, but happy for the two of them: "This is a good thing, since this is the case, I am not welcome, I will make up fifteen for you, if it is not enough, tell me again." ”

Lin Zifu breathed a sigh of relief, and said that it was difficult to repay the debt, and she still owed He Dayou a favor today, and she kept these in her heart, and she would repay it when the time came.

It was already completely dark, He Dayou stood up and said, "It's not too early, I'm going home." ”

Lin Zifu and Aunt Ying are women after all, so they naturally know how to avoid suspicion, so they sent He Dayou.

When she walked to the door, Lin Zifu suddenly remembered something else and said, "Uncle Dayou, can I ask for a few bamboos?" I'd like to put up a few shelves in the yard. ”

There is a lot of bamboo in the bamboo forest behind the village, and anyone who wants to use it can cut it.

He Dayou said: "You just have to cut the bamboo forest behind the village, the bamboo forest is in the village, and anyone can use it." ”

Lin Zifu passed by the bamboo forest when she was collecting medicine, knew that the bamboo forest was very large, remembered it in her heart, and gratefully sent He Dayou away.

The door was closed, and the two entered the house.

Aunt Ying praised: "Your act of buying a dustpan is very good, we owe He Dayou too much family affection, and when we have a better life in the future, we have to repay others." ”

She doesn't like to owe favors to others, but this time she owes a debt of favors.

This is exactly what Lin Zifu thought in her heart, and nodded again and again: "Uncle Dayou's family is a good person, and Aunt Liao's family is also good, in fact, the people who helped us repair the house before are very good." ”

The families I have been in contact with so far are all very good.

She thinks that the people in the mountains are very simple and have no bad intentions.

The oil lamp was lit, and Aunt Ying was reluctant to waste oil, so she only picked a flame the size of a bean, and the room was very dark.

After eating, she didn't know what to do, so Lin Zifu could only go back to bed and sleep.

Calculate the time, if this point is estimated to be around seven or eight o'clock now, there is no entertainment in this era, even if you find someone to chat, you can't find it, and Aunt Ying is used to sleeping when it's dark.

She can only force herself to get used to it slowly.

Before dawn in the morning, I heard Aunt Ying busy in the stove room.

She quickly got up and dressed and went to the stove room to see Aunt Ying sitting behind the stove and lighting the fire.

The firelight was reflected on Aunt Ying's face, perhaps because she understood Aunt Ying's personality, or maybe she was used to the scar on Aunt Ying's face, but she didn't feel hideous when she looked at the scar on Aunt Ying's face at the moment.

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