The strangeness of this world is that we don't know how the things that didn't happen are carried out at all, the things we don't know exist or not, in what way, and whether this existence has anything to do with us is not clear, mortals are like this, and the same is true of the gods.

I'm not a good person, at least not a bodhisattva-like good person, and a big part of that is because I'm not capable. The original meaning of my business is to make money, and the most fundamental reason is to eat with a mouthful of food, and my current moral character is only to the stage where it is possible to consider whether to give up the food when I have enough to eat.

So from the moment I sold the shoes to her, there was a reluctance in the deepest part of my heart, but my naivety was so strong that she was fully revealed. But you provoke it again and again, which makes me very angry: you broke these shoes yourself, I changed them for you, I have done my best, right? The most important thing so far, I don't know how much money others make you, I don't make a penny, and even I have to accompany the money...

In any case, I still changed it for her, I could have changed it, but my vanity was too strong for me to resist, and it was from this incident that I vaguely understood that selling things is not only for sale but also for after-sales, and it is not only the goods that are sold but also the responsibility. It's my fault, but I don't know what's wrong.

I cleared my mind, squatted beside my mother to help wash the vegetables, and saw that I couldn't walk for a while, and the aunts and aunts who had just dispersed were surrounded again, I wanted to stand up and leave, this kind of occasion is too dangerous, there are cold arrows everywhere, and the longer you stay, the greater the chance of death.

But the bane left by more than ten years of education rebuked me in my heart: Zhang Xin'er, you can't be rude. I jumped into the trap that vanity had set on me again, and smiled kindly at the relatives and friends gathered around.

They also didn't politely come up and started to find a topic, most of the content has nothing to do with me, but I know that this is just a roundabout tactic, these people are idle at home and always gossip about the trivial matters of each family, and no one has been spared for a long time, it always happens that when Aunt Zhang talks about Aunt Li in the east of the village, Aunt Li tells some Aunt Zhang in the east of the village, everyone is like this, every family is like this, they have no malice, they are just idlers.

In less than two minutes, the topic turned to me, and Aunt Zhang asked with a smile: Xin'er, you haven't been like each other yet! Auntie will tell you something! This is definitely enough to make them excited for a long time. Everyone was in extreme excitement, and everyone was looking at me with great eyes.

This question also worked on me, and I felt a ripple in my heart again, exactly the same as I felt in the morning, I couldn't help but think that I was twenty-two, it should be... Thinking of this, my face instantly turned red, more embarrassing than being caught cheating in an exam.

Seeing that I didn't speak, the aunts began to talk about my high demands, which they could not control. The only thing I can do is shut up, whatever I say it will become a confession when they talk about it, and only not saying anything can be slightly better.

I know that I can't push my whole body, maybe I've been a regular customer in their mouths since I opened the store, and it's absolutely incomplete, they must have planned a thousand paths for my life, and I fell down again and again in their imagination, and I got up again and again, and I couldn't do anything about it, because it was a matter of my own that had nothing to do with me.

"Man!" I thought helplessly. I fled from them at every opportunity, leaving my mother alone to work hard, and I really wanted to tell them out loud: This is my business, does it have anything to do with you? I also know that once I do this, then I really can't be a human being: people say that idlers hurt the most.

After all, it was a happy event, and everyone was smiling, especially the uncle and aunt's smile never disappeared from their faces, and the expression of being a father-in-law and mother-in-law was undoubtedly revealed. After dinner, everyone dispersed, leaving only the family to clean up. Originally, my mother asked me to go back to sleep first, but I was overdone and didn't feel sleepy at all.

My father and uncle were discussing the precautions for tomorrow, my brother and cousin were setting the table, and I was lining my brother's shoulders to ask how it was like to get married. This kid smiled and blushed, I just wanted to make fun of him, but this kid said that the old lady has to feel it herself to understand.

Before I could understand what I meant, my brother started laughing, and then everyone started laughing, and I suddenly realized that my face was hot for a moment, so I chased after him. If it had been in the past, I would have laughed it off, I don't know what happened today, and every time I could force out my internal injuries, this is not a good sign, absolutely not.

At eleven o'clock, everyone went to sleep, and before they could sleep well, they all got up again. My mother found out my best clothes and said that it was a big deal and that there was no shame on me. I laughed at her and she didn't have to be so nervous about being her own mother-in-law, my mother smiled and said that she wanted to be a mother-in-law now, and it was strange to say, I didn't react at all when I heard this today, so I couldn't help but suspect that it must have been a ghost yesterday.

After changing my clothes, I put on a mask, hat and black eye frame, and only showed my two eyes outside, which made me subconsciously feel that I was not going to pick up the bride, but to rob the bride. I don't think it's better to show as little as possible, and my shame is proportional to my chances of being recognized.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the welcoming team set off, and looking at the mighty convoy, I once again understood the role of the formation. Out of the intention of soft opening, my small store not only did not have a sign or even a door opener. On the day the door opened, a sister next door joked: If you open the door without a gun, you don't know when you close the door.

There have been more than one person who said that he couldn't find the store at all, and even walked in front of the door several times without knowing what I was doing. My father also said many times that he wanted to put on a signboard so that people could know what it was for, but I always said no, citing the soft opening as a reason. Now think about anything for a reason.

Sitting in the car, I didn't have a word of answer with my cousin. The young man is handsome today, he has nothing to say, the hardware conditions are good, and he is well-dressed, full of brilliance. Originally, it was very close to the bride's house, but according to common sense, it was necessary to turn around, saying that it was to let more people know.

Before opening the store, I imagined a lot of promotional methods, such as going to the countryside, handing out flyers, and giving gifts. But when the store actually opened, I realized that those ideas were just ideas, and all I could do was sit in the store and wait.

This reminds me of a story in Aesop's Fable: a group of rats could not bear the cat's catch, so they got together to discuss how to deal with the cat, and a very clever little mouse came up with a good idea: tie the bell around the cat's neck, so that if the cat moves the bell, it will make a sound, and everyone can run away when they hear the sound.

This method was approved by everyone, and they all thought it was really good, only an old mouse sneered on the side, and the rats asked the reason, and he said: Then who should we send to tie up, the rats were speechless.

After a lot of boats and cars, our family agreed, and they all felt that it was really good, only an old mouse sneered on the side, and the rats asked the reason, and he said: Then who should we send to tie up, the rats were speechless.

This story tells us that we must not only be good conspirators, but also good executors. And the experience of opening a store has taught me that what I lack is not a little. After a long journey of boating and wading through mountains and rivers, we finally arrived at the bride's house, passing by countless shops on the way, and watching the various situations in front of them in the car, my thoughts were full of thoughts.

I couldn't help but wonder what they were buying, what was their business like, why they were like this... In the end, all the doubts come back to one point: whether you are suitable for business. I've never had this kind of thought, in my twenty-two years of life, I've encountered a lot of difficulties, as if every time things have passed before they reach the top, I instinctively feel that this time must be like this.

The sound of firecrackers brought my thoughts back, and the bride had been led out by Sina. The girl is also very beautiful today, with retro-style hair, light makeup, and a snow-white wedding dress, she is completely a small jasper fan, and she is a pair of golden boys and girls who walk together with her cousin. As soon as I was discharged from the hospital, I hurriedly stepped forward to help me, and the girl smiled when she saw that it was me.

The girl's mother followed closely behind, her mood should be very complicated, and the look in her eyes could not be described by words. Think about it, a living girl, raised by herself, she finally could worry less, but she suddenly got married, and she can count the days she can accompany herself in the future.

The girl was no better, as soon as she got into the car, she looked out of the window, and waved her hands vigorously at her mother, who also waved vigorously outside, her eyes watery. This scene made me feel a little emotional, and I couldn't tell whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

The car started slowly, and the girl lay into my arms and said sadly: "Sister, I left the home I have known for 20 years, and my heart hurts. I hugged the girl and comforted: Your life has just begun, you haven't left home, you have another home, you now have two homes. I don't know if this is to comfort her again or to remind myself.

The cousin turned his head from the front row and said in an almost trembling voice: "Girl, I will take care of you with my heart for the rest of my life." The girl and I both smiled, I really admired this old brother, and thought to myself: This kid is enough for the master. The car went back the way it came, and I had no intention of looking at the shops on either side, which occupied my life, only a part, a small part.

The car stopped at the door of the aunt's house, there were a lot of people standing outside the car, everyone was full of spring light, and there were many children with spray flowers in their hands, they couldn't wait to squeeze forward, the spray flowers in their hands had been prepared, and they looked fully armed, for fear that if they were not careful, the bride would disappear.

The girl looked at the situation outside, and her frightened hands grabbed me tightly, and I comforted her and said that she was not afraid of me. I'll be honest, I'm so excited right now, after all, I'm just an outsider in terms of the whole process, and no one has ever seen anyone nervous about watching a joke.