Chapter 142: Seven Sugar Cane 14
To drive, of course, you need a driver's license.
Unfortunately, he just did.
smiled proudly, "Lao Bai, you don't know this, I went to take the exam when the labor and management first came out, and those boys bet that I couldn't pass the test, and the labor and management let them see the strength of the labor and management, but ah." He shook his head, "No car is a fart." ”
When the original slag was young, he was also a horse killer, especially OG.
Wearing leather clothes, long hair, melancholy eyes hidden under Liu Haihai, and a shining chain hanging around his waist, but there is no motorcycle outfit.
He wasn't married.
Frequent visits to the city.
I got acquainted with a group of like-minded brothers, and it was at their instigation that I learned to drive.
More than ten years ago, it was easy to learn to drive, there were no rules, and after paying the money to practice for a few days, he easily got the book, and then he heard that he could take the driver's license for a big car, and he thought it was okay to go.
There is no car anyway.
Let's have fun.
No, it works.
Bai Erwa was so angry that her teeth itched, and she had to make a surprised expression on the surface, "Really?" That's great, brother, you have a car, and if I go to the city in the future, I can take your ride, haha. ”
"Of course, when you use the car, you can say that they are all brothers." Song Shi also patted his chest and assured him very arrogantly.
But both of them knew that this was a polite remark.
The brothers still have to settle accounts.
Not to mention the pig friends and dog friends on the wine table outside.
Don't you want money for gas.
Song Shi blew the cow in the town for more than half an hour before starting the small broken car and going home.
One can imagine how surprised Huang Simei's mother and daughter were when they saw this car.
The two children were overjoyed.
I circled the car several times, touched and touched, and climbed up.
Standing in the car body, both of them couldn't believe that they really bought a car, that
Since you have the money to buy a car, read a book. Isn't that a problem?
They are all determined to be more obedient and sensible, and to study harder.
Nighttime.
Huang Simei looked worried, her family bought a car, and she had to raise three children, so she was worried when she thought about it.
There was a loud murmur in the hall.
She turned over and patted her little daughter gently, planning to buy more chicks and raise them when autumn came, so that whether it was selling eggs or chickens, she could add some income to the family.
I have a plan in mind.
Huang Simei was not so panicked.
No matter how bad it is, there are still a few acres of land at home, and there are rice and vegetables in their own fields, so they will not starve to death.
After a few years, when the eldest sister and the second sister reach the age, find a good family to marry, and there is no need to prepare a house bride price like a son.
She thought a lot in a daze.
In the middle of the night, I was woken up by the crying of my little daughter.
I changed the diaper, fed the child, and went back to sleep.
The next day, after breakfast, Song Rong and Song Quan came.
A sour word is indispensable.
Although I don't know how many hands the car is, it was cleaned by the eldest sister and the second sister last night, which is several grades higher than when I drove back.
Both families were so jealous that their eyes were red.
Especially Zhou Lan.
All kinds of yin and yang weirdness also made Song Shi developed, don't forget to pull the eldest brother's family.
Of course, Song Shi nodded perfunctorily.
According to the usual practice, when there is a big event in the family, you have to invite your family and very good friends to dinner, but Song Shi didn't mention it.
Eat what you eat!
The slag's own mother, Lao Han, didn't come to see her granddaughter a few times, let alone take care of the mother, stew some chicken soup and bone broth, and take a few eggs.
Nothing, what face to eat.
Song Shi practiced driving on the potholed road for two days, and then took the eldest sister and the second sister to level the self-reserved land in front of the house, and then took the eldest sister to the countryside to collect pigs in the early morning.
It's convenient to have a car.
If it weren't for the lack of money in his bag, he really wanted to buy more.
You don't have to rush on the spot.
I slept until five o'clock in the morning before I got up to kill the pigs.
At eight o'clock, the pork was put into a bucket and then put into a large foam box, and the foam box was filled with ice.
Bring kitchen knives, boning knives, cutting boards and other tools, and before leaving, tell the eldest sister and the second sister to clean the pig offal at home and put it in the freezer to keep it fresh, and Song Shi drove away.
Sell all the way along the way.
A whole pig was sold out in less than two hours.
He drove directly to the wholesale market in the city, bought a bunch of chicken legs, chicken wings, fat intestines, pig ears, and came back, and also ordered a basket of watermelons and grapes by the way.
Stop-and-go.
He sells it cheaper than in the market, and there is not much fruit left when he arrives home.
After working all day, I opened a big watermelon directly, and the family ate it to their heart's content, and let the eldest sister and the second sister hold the melon to Song Rong and Song Quan's family.
Break bones and tendons.
There is no big contradiction between old and dead.
Relatives should continue to come and go.
When I came back, the eldest sister and the second sister both had vegetables in their hands, cowpeas, cucumbers, vines, vines, vines, and a few peaches.
Song Shi washed it and tasted it, and his face suddenly wrinkled.
After three or two bites, I went to the kitchen to cook.
The staple food of the evening was corn rice, and I made a braised chicken thigh, and the family ate it with oily lips.
The exercise after meals is to clean the fat intestines, pluck the pig's ears and pigs, and then drive out to sell them after they are marinated the next morning.
When I came back, I brought back two more pigs, and after selling the pigs, I went to the wholesale market
A summer passed, Song Shi was dark several degrees, he went out early and returned late, Song Rong looked for him several times and ran away, fortunately, the day before the start of school, Song Shi did not go out, stayed at home to train his daughter, and was squatted.
The eldest sister and the second sister both did well in the final exams.
The two would occasionally go out together to sell braised meat and pork.
I know that it is not easy for my father to make money to support his family.
Raise your palms and swear that you will study hard and not waste your tuition.
Song Shi stared at their eyes, and at this moment he saw sincerity and firmness in them.
"If you say that there is no evidence, write a letter of guarantee."
When the two sisters were lying on the table and making a note, Song Rong came.
He came and didn't say anything, just squatted at the door and smoked.
Song Shi also ignored him.
The big brother of the original scum has always been arrogant and unprofitable, he took the initiative to come, he must have something to ask for.
To ask for someone, you must have the attitude of asking for someone.
If you don't say it, I don't know.
"Anyway, I'm here to say, if you don't do well in any of the exams, go back to the labor-management stall, don't waste the money of labor!"
The two sisters smiled and agreed.
After a summer vacation, they have become much closer to their father, at least they are not as scared as before, and they dare not say a word.
Song Rong waited for a long time and didn't see anyone to take care of him, after smoking two cigarettes, his legs were numb when he stood up, "Third child!" Third! ”
Song Shi came out of the house, "What's the matter, big brother?" He held his little daughter in his arms and shook as he walked.
Song Rong frowned, "You put the child down first, I have something to look for you." ”
"If you have something, you can say it, is there anything that my family can't listen to." The key child is only two months old, and she can't understand what you say.
So what the hell are you trying to say?
(End of chapter)