The clothes of the supply and marketing cooperatives are relatively old, Yao Rong picked out two sets of autumn clothes, and pulled a piece of cotton cloth, after paying, Yao Rong took these things and walked to the counter next door to buy brown sugar, Jiang Fanyue was like a little tail, firmly following her diagonally, and she could see Jiang Fanyue's figure with a sweep.

After buying brown sugar and adding some daily necessities, Yao Rong temporarily stopped: "We should go to the bookstore." ”

The bookstore is not far from the supply and marketing cooperative, and it is not big, but it is full of books, leaving only a passage for one person to walk.

Yao Rong stood at the door and didn't go in, letting Jiang Fanyue go in alone to choose.

After the conversation just now, Jiang Fanyue knew that her mother must buy her clothes and stationery. She couldn't resist her mother, so she walked into the store, stood in front of the pen stand, picked out a ballpoint pen and a pencil, and picked up an eraser and a notebook with an ordinary cover.

When she was about to turn around and leave, Jiang Fanyue swept the yellow homework books stacked next to her notebook, and her shallow self-esteem made her can't help but stretch out her hand, hesitated for a while, and still took two homework books.

"Mom, I've picked it out."

The head was bowed and his face flushed, as if he had done something wrong.

"Why do you only buy so little, do you want to buy a few more copies? There must be a lot of homework in junior high school, at least you need to have an homework book for each subject. ”

Jiang Fanyue hurriedly refused: "I have spent a lot of money today, it is enough to buy these." ”

Yao Rong put on a reluctant look, wanting to walk past her and get more stationery.

Jiang Fanyue couldn't care about self-blame and annoyance, and reached out to grab Yao Rong.

Only then did Yao Rong stop and pay the bill.

Jiang Fanyue quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and a sense of joy rose in her heart, "It's good to stop my mother".

Back at home, Yao Rong asked Jiang Fanyue to try on new clothes.

The two sets of clothes just fit well, but Jiang Fanyue touched the clothes and whispered: "I should buy a bigger one, I'm still growing tall, and I may not be able to wear it next year." ”

Yao Rong was cutting cotton cloth and didn't hear her voice clearly: "Yueyue, what are you talking about?" ”

"Nope."

"Then you clean up the old clothes in the closet, and throw away all the things that don't fit."

"You don't have to throw it away, you wear it when you work."

If she wore new clothes while working, she would be distressed.

Yao Rong cut the appropriate fabric, turned out the old sewing kit, and began to sew after wearing the needlework: "The clothes are bought to wear, and they will not fit until next year." ”

Jiang Fanyue's eyes widened: Could it be that my mother guessed that she would be reluctant to wear new clothes, so she deliberately bought this size?

"That's right." Yao Rong seemed to suddenly think of something, and pulled out a letter from under the pillow, "Do you want to read the letter sent by your uncle." After reading it, you can write me a reply letter. ”

The original brother and sister-in-law went to the south to work with their fellow villagers, and from the same townspeople, the original body knew the new address of the brother and sister-in-law. Sometimes the days are really unbearable, and the original body wants to write a letter to my brother and sister-in-law for help, but I heard that my brother and sister-in-law's life is also poor, and her letter has never been sent, but the envelope, stationery, and stamps have been preserved.

Last night, while Jiang Fanyue was asleep, Yao Rong lit a kerosene lamp and forged the letter in the kitchen.

The reason for doing this is very simple, Jiang Fanyue has always thought that she is a broom star in her heart, and thinks that the original brother and sister-in-law no longer contact the original body because of her existence. Yao Rong wanted to use the identity of the original brother and sister-in-law to reverse Jiang Fanyue's cognition.

Jiang Fanyue took the letter.

The envelope was scribbled with three large characters, "Yao Rong Receiving", the address at the bottom, and the stamp was also stamped.

She pulled out the letter and began to read.

The content of the letter is similar to what my mother said at the supply and marketing cooperative, and my uncle dreamed of my grandfather for a few days in a row, and it happened that he made a little money in business, so he sent a lot of money back.

[There's an old saying about returning home, I didn't make any money before, so I'm embarrassed to contact you......]

[Yueyue's child is twelve years old, my kid has always hoped that he can have a sister, he said that next time he must give his sister a Barbie doll, other little girls have it, and his sister must have it too. ]

There is also a small parenthesis at the end: (Hello Sister Yueyue, I am your cousin Yao Fugui, and I wrote this letter for my father.) Do you know what a Barbie doll is, it is a kind of princess doll that can be dressed up, I didn't buy it for you this time, because I used up my pocket money, don't worry, I will definitely save money next, and strive to save enough money to buy Barbie next time I write to you. ）

The corners of Jiang Fanyue's lips unconsciously curved.

No wonder the handwriting is a little sloppy, it turned out to be written by my cousin.

Yao Fugui's name is also too straightforward, and her name is still good.

"Mom, who took my name?" Jiang Fanyue closed the letter and looked up to ask.

"I took it."

Yao Rong stopped sewing clothes and recalled: "When I was four months pregnant, it happened to be the autumn harvest. Your grandfather, as a captain, was busy in the field until the evening and did not come home, and I went to bring him food, and when I passed by the bridge, I saw the moon reflected on the river, and I suddenly thought of this name. ”

"That must be the most literary and literary time in my life."

"Sometimes I even think that your name may have been given to me by God."

"It's the first time I've known the origin of my name."

Jiang Fanyue thought to herself, under normal circumstances, she is boating on the river, but her name is to use the moon as a boat, and to float on the river.

All of a sudden, it became dreamy.

"Yueyue, if you are free, write a reply to your uncle and cousin." Yao Rong said.

Jiang Fanyue hurriedly responded, took out her newly bought pen and notebook, and wrote a reply on the table: [Thank you uncle, aunt and cousin for your concern......]

In order to make the content of the letter interesting, Jiang Fanyue racked her brains, and the longer she wrote, if Yao Rong hadn't asked her how she had written, she would have been able to continue writing.

"I'll just wrap it up." Jiang Fanyue said.

"There's no hurry." Yao Rong beckoned to Jiang Fanyue and motioned for her to come over, "I made you underwear, you try it to see if it's comfortable, if you think it's suitable, I'll use the remaining cotton cloth to make two more for you to wear." ”

Jiang Fanyue was slightly stunned, and her back was subconsciously straightened: "Okay!" ”

In the afternoon, the sun was shining, Jiang Fanyue wrote a reply and squatted in the yard to wash new clothes.

After two rounds of water, she wrung out her clothes and hung them all onto discarded power lines.

Yao Rong walked out of the house with hairdressers and cloth, saying that he was going to cut Jiang Fanyue's hair.

In the past, Yao Rong helped her cut her hair, so Jiang Fanyue sat on the small bench very consciously, and Yao Rong sat on the wooden chair.

This height difference is just right for cutting hair, and Yao Rong used a comb to slowly comb Shunjiang Fanyue's hair.

Jiang Fanyue was already lazy by the afternoon sun, but now she was even more comfortable and sleepy.

It wasn't until Yao Rong said in her ear, "It's cut", Jiang Fanyue stretched out her hand, touched her hair that was cut to ear length, and touched her bangs that no longer covered her eyes, got up and walked to the water tank, looking at her reflection on the water.

The ends of her yellow hair were all cut off, and her short ear-length hair was soft and obedient, falling behind her ears and on the sides of her cheeks.

The bangs are properly thinned, not as heavy as before, and the occasional gust of wind will slightly reveal a smooth and full forehead.

With her apple face and big eyes, Jiang Fanyue actually felt that she was ...... at this time

"Isn't it cute?" Yao Rong asked with a smile.

Jiang Fanyue put her hands behind her back, shyly turned her face, and couldn't help but peek at her reflection.

It seems like...... It's really different.

It's just a haircut.

Yao Rong went to get a broom and swept the hair on the ground: "If you smile again, it will be even cuter." ”

Jiang Fanyue's fingers twisted together.

After struggling for a while, she couldn't help but stand on tiptoe, leaning slightly against the water tank and lifting the corners of her lips.

Ripples on the water.

Her reflection in the water is crooked, her eyebrows and eyes are crooked, and the pear vortex at the corner of her lips is clearly visible.

Yao Rong sat in the courtyard and looked through the old newspapers he had picked up.

Half of the old newspapers were weekly newspapers in the city, and in addition to introducing various social news, there were also many advertisements, and occasionally a new product was developed by a factory.

Through these newspapers, Yao Rong had a general understanding of the situation in Changjin City.

Since the reform and opening up, not only the young adults in Jixiang Town, but even the young adults in Changjin City are running south.

In addition, Changjin City has backward educational resources and no famous universities, and students with excellent grades will basically choose to apply for universities in other provinces.

However, if a city wants to develop, young and middle-aged labor and high-end talents are indispensable.

Changjin City is now in a very embarrassing situation.

Therefore, Changjin City has introduced a lot of policies to introduce talents.

To encourage entrepreneurship, local banks have also set the loan threshold very low.

How low is it?

As long as you can come up with a reliable project plan, you can basically get a business loan from the bank.

The amount of the loan depends on the bank's assessment of the potential of the project.

Being at the cusp of such an era and having such favorable conditions, Yao Rong felt that it would be a pity if he didn't start a business from scratch.

However, you need to think twice about which industry to choose.

After understanding what he wanted to know, Yao Rong put down the newspaper and got up and walked towards the pile of waste products, planning to sort and pack the waste products in the next few days.

These scrap items are mixed together, including paper products, plastic products, and various scrap metal items...... There is a wide variety.

Yao Rong started with the easiest items to classify.

Jiang Fanyue, who was doing homework in the house, wanted to come over to help, but was assigned the task of making dinner by Yao Rong.

It's not the first time Jiang Fanyue has cooked dinner, and her hands and feet are very neat.

While waiting for the rice to cook, she sat bored at the kitchen door, digging in her pocket with her right hand and pulling out a green bamboo dragonfly made of plastic.

Holding the plastic handle with both hands and rubbing it a few times, the bamboo dragonfly flew towards Yao Rong.

Yao Rong stretched out his hand and caught the bamboo dragonfly before it fell to the ground.

She lowered her eyes, her calloused fingertips rubbing against the plastic edges.

The edges of the plastic have shown subtle dents and cracks, and the color has faded a little, so you can see that the bamboo dragonfly is old.

This is one of the few toys in Jiang Fanyue.

In addition to this, she also has a brown bear doll with a cracked belly, a tractor with a stuck wheel, and a play suit with a lot of furniture missing......

The latter were all picked up, and only the bamboo dragonfly was bought four years ago.

Such a small and easily lost object, Jiang Fanyue has carefully preserved it until now.

[I know why Jiang Fanyue wrote the story "Little Elephant Who Loves to Dance"]

The system came out of nowhere: [It's not that she can't write a good ending, she just thinks from the bottom of her heart that Yiyi can't have a good ending. 】

Fairy tales are about creating a sweet dream for children.

And Jiang Fanyue's life in the first twelve years was more like a nightmare.

She used up all her strength just to resist this nightmare, and she no longer had the energy to create dreams for others.

As the saying goes, a happy person heals his life with his childhood, and an unhappy person heals his childhood with a lifetime.

Without a child with a happy childhood, the fairy tales written are not perfect.

Yao Rong said: "I will change her mind little by little, until her Yiyi has the most wonderful and happy ending, until she can write the most beautiful fairy tale." ”

What do you want to do? The system was curious.

"I'm ......"

Yao Rong smiled.

She took off her gloves and rubbed her hands together.

Bamboo dragonflies fly into the air.

Fly over the autumn breeze and warm it, fly over the sunset and get drunk, and fall into the arms of Jiang Fanyue accurately.

"I want to turn her world into a fairy tale world." Yao Rong has already figured out which industry he wants to go to.

The system is puzzled: [Fairy tale world? 】

Yao Rong didn't answer again.

The next morning, she asked Jiang Fanyue to stay at home to study her homework, and she herself took the reply letter written by Jiang Fanyue and rode her bicycle to the town and got on the bus to the city.

Coming to the city bus station, Yao Rong looked at the bus route map and went straight to the destination of the trip: the timber market. ：，，