During the time that Shi Jinghai left, Bai Ling and his mother lived a very peaceful and harmonious life, saving Shi Jinghai from feeling awkward every time he saw him. At the beginning, Shi Jinghai wrote a letter every half a month and sent some money every month. Every time Bai Han got the letter sent by Shi Jinghai, he was very happy, and sometimes he hummed songs. As soon as I heard the postal staff delivering the letter, riding a bicycle accompanied by a crisp bell, appeared under the old locust tree at the intersection.

This is where the villagers send and receive letters, and the postman brings back the letters from outside, and by the way, takes the letters to be sent. Regardless of whether there is a letter from his mother Bai Han or not, Bai Han will always take a look, but most of the time, he goes with hope and returns disappointed.

After Bai Han put his daughter Bai Ling to sleep, he took out a stack of letters tied with red wool and spread them on the table, opened them one by one, studied them carefully, and always had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, according to the description between the lines, imagining the life of his beloved man in college. Although it is a pity that I can't accompany him through this meaningful life, life is forced and there is no way. Turning his face to look at his daughter who was sleeping soundly on the bed, that little regret disappeared immediately, no matter what, isn't there a well-behaved daughter, I must love my daughter wholeheartedly with the love I got from my parents.

Bai Ling tried his best to maintain himself pretending to be asleep, secretly looking at his mother Bai Han, the woman trapped by love, humbly waiting for the man in the distance. I haven't received a letter from Shi Jinghai for two months, let alone sent money. Shi Jinghai is really good, it's only been a long time, half a year has not yet arrived, and he has begun to break his promise, and after three years, all vows will pass away with the wind.

Mom, you must be strong, even if everyone leaves you, your daughter Bai Ling will not leave you! My daughter lives for you all her life and will protect you with her life!

During this period, the household contract system gradually began to be implemented. Bai Han is not a rural hukou, so he did not get the land, Bai Han lost all his income at once, and for a while, the family was in a predicament.

In just a few days, her mother Bai Han was so anxious that she had several blisters at the corners of her mouth. Bai Han, who is simple in nature, can't think of a way to make money, even if he goes back to City B, he doesn't even have a travel fee, let alone if he can't find a job when he returns to City B, the mother and daughter will really starve; At least I know a few people here, and in a critical moment, I can still find someone to help.

Bai Ling looked at her haggard mother, so she had to change her method and remind her mother that she could do a small business, such as selling osmanthus cakes, to ensure that she could make money.

At dinner, there was only porridge, which was not delicious, and Bai Ling only ate a little bit. Bai Han hugged Bai Ling, began to shed tears, and said sadly: "Xiaoling, mother is useless, there is no food at home, and the paste is not delicious, but if you don't eat it, there is nothing else to eat." ”

Bai Ling's eyes widened, and he blamed himself in his heart, he was just a little uncomfortable in his stomach, so he ate less than usual; In addition, I have been thinking about how to persuade my mother Bai Han to do some small business recently.

"Mom, Xiaoling wants to eat chrysanthemum cake, chrysanthemum cake is delicious, everyone likes to eat it very much. Sister Chunxing, Wu Bin and the two of them like to eat very much, and we will open a big store in the future, so that many people can eat delicious chrysanthemum cakes! Bai Ling said innocently, and also made a movement to swallow saliva, with an endless aftertaste.

Shop, make dim sum, do business····· Bai Han's heart turned a thousand times, and after thinking about it, he couldn't open the pot at home, where did he get the capital to open a shop, sighed slightly, and didn't speak.

Looking at his mother Bai Han's expression, Bai Ling knew that his mother Bai Han was a little loose, and the reason why he didn't speak was probably because he was worried that he had no capital.

"Mom, Sister Chunxing once took me to the market in Lijia Village, where there are many people who do small business; The dim sum sold over there is not as delicious as the chrysanthemum cake made by my mother! Bai Ling said in a milky voice, and continued to persuade her mother Bai Han, now only business is the right way in the family, otherwise her mother Bai Han will go to Shi Jinghai, and she is destined to be sad, it is better to make money now, and only when you have money can you do other things.

Bai Han had also been to the market in Lijia Village a few times before, it was very lively, there were not many shops, and they were all itinerant vendors. If you really have to sell chrysanthemum cakes, go there in the morning, come back after selling, only a few miles away, and you don't even need to borrow a bicycle from others, just walk over. Although it is not decent, it is much better than the mother and daughter being starved to death. In the face of survival, what is the so-called face? Besides, there is no shame in making money through your own labor.

Bai Han, who had figured it out, showed a happy smile to his daughter Bai Han, and said softly: "Xiaoling, I'm so smart, tomorrow my mother will go to buy chrysanthemums, and we will make chrysanthemum cakes to sell in the market, and make money to buy beautiful new clothes for Xiaoling." ”

Knowing that her mother had figured it out, Bai Ling was relieved and showed a simple smile: "Selling chrysanthemum cakes, you have money!" ”

The mother and daughter, who wanted to make a living, had a good night's sleep, and came to Qin Ruhua's house early the next morning.

"Sister Qin, help me take a look at Xiao Ling, I'll go to the county seat to buy something, and I'll be back soon!" Bai Han said softly, now that the Chinese New Year is approaching, Qin Ruhua has nothing to do with the distribution of fields, so Bai Han will ask Sister Qin to help.

Since Wu Bin went to school, Qin Ruhua always felt like something was missing, and he was very lonely, so he hugged Bai Ling whenever he was free. Listening to Bai Han's polite words, he said angrily: "You have to go and do it in advance, I will help you carry it, and there will never be half a hair!" ”

Bai Han rushed to the county seat with confidence, Bai Han couldn't ride a bicycle, so he had to walk, worried about his daughter at home, hurriedly bought a bag of chrysanthemums, and went home. There is still a little flour at home, which should be enough to make once. If it sells well, buy more flour to make chrysanthemum cake.

Even if it was walking, it was already afternoon when he got home, Bai Han found the noodle primer for making noodles and began to make noodles, so that he could make half more chrysanthemum cake than without fermentation. It wasn't until the middle of the night that the noodles were ready.

I wanted to sell the chrysanthemum cake tomorrow, so Bai Han got up early in the morning to make chrysanthemum cake. When Bai Ling saw his mother get up, he also got up, although he couldn't help a lot, but he could still do it by lighting the fire. Last night, I secretly replaced the chrysanthemums that my mother Bai Han bought from the market with chrysanthemums in the mysterious space. Fortunately, there is not much difference and I can't see it.

After steaming two baskets, Bai Han left several pieces for his daughter to eat, and put the chrysanthemum cake cut into half a palm-sized cloth and spread it underneath the clean cotton cloth.

"Xiao Ling, will you go to Aunt Qin's house? Mom is going to sell things at the market, and she won't be able to take care of you later! Bai Han said worriedly, the first time I did business, I didn't know what would happen, if I lost my daughter, it would be worth the loss.

"Mom, it's okay, I'll stand up next to you and pull your clothes, I won't lose it. Let me go with you. Bai Ling grabbed his mother's arm and said coquettishly.