dtnovels Chapter 362 Salesman
Chapter 362 Salesman
As women, He Yuxiang and Zhou Xiaoyu feel sorry for Li Chunhong.
But it’s not good to meddle in other people’s affairs.
Later, when something happened, Li Chunhong's life got better, and they were happy too.
At this time, the peddler came into the village shouting.
Ji Wenhe heard the voice: "Aunt Zhou, Aunt He, let's go see what the peddler is selling."
The two men then stood up and walked to the door, waiting for the peddler to come from the east.
Lan Qiuhua, Su Xiaolian, Miao Zhaodi and Zhao Xiaoxi all came over to watch.
The peddler introduced the flowers with a smile: "Girls in this town love these velvet flowers. Look, there are all kinds of colors. They look really nice when they are pinned on your hair."
Ji Wenhe picked up a velvet hairpin and asked, "How much is it?"
"Five cents, I have other styles here." He took out a few butterfly-shaped ones from the bottom of the box.
Amelia Su said: “Five cents is expensive, make it cheaper.”
"Yes, it's cheaper. Let's buy one." Lan Qiuhua looked at her, "See which one you like."
"Boss, I want to buy one too. Can you give me a discount?" Ji Wenhe picked out a purple butterfly hairpin.
Miao Zhaodi took over the conversation: "Let's buy one too."
"Mom, I don't want it." Zhao Xiaoxi was reluctant to spend the money.
"That's ok, let's just buy one. Come on, pick which one you like."
The peddler smiled and said, "Well, four cents a stick. The price can't be any lower, or I'll lose money."
"Okay, all the styles are here. Are there any others?" Lan Qiuhua asked.
"It's all here."
Originally, I thought I couldn’t sell the hairpins because there were few residents in this village. Unexpectedly, I actually sold three hairpins.
After paying the money, I started looking at other things, and the peddler introduced them enthusiastically.
Zhou Xiaoyu and He Yuxiang didn't buy anything, they just watched from the side.
Ji Wenhe bought several kinds of thread as the ones at home were almost used up.
By the time she brought the items home, the peddler had already left.
"Aunt Lan, Aunt Miao, come to my house and have a seat."
"No." Lan Qiuhua shook her head. "Go home and make a silk lace. Xiaolian likes to lie down these days and can't sit for long. You guys go and chat. We'll be back."
Several people smiled and nodded.
Miao Zhaodi looked at them and said, "I'm going back too. Xiaoxi, you can stay here or come home with me."
"Mom, I'll go back with you to make silk lace. Aunt Zhou, Aunt He, Wen He, come and talk to me another day."
"Hey, let's go."
Afterwards, Zhou Xiaoyu and He Yuxiang said a few words and left.
Ji Wenhe turned the corn kernels over and let them dry in the sun for a few days so that they could be packed into sacks and stored this afternoon.
I had a simple lunch by myself at noon. They were not at home and I didn't feel like cooking.
After lunch, I took a look around the pigpen.
I made three large wooden basins and placed one in each circle, leaving one unused.
Shen Liang came out of the house and saw her in the pigsty. He walked over and said, "Sister-in-law, the pigsty stinks. Don't go in."
"I came to take a look. We plan to buy a few more piglets next year. Brother Shen said we will raise pigs at home next year."
"I won't be able to come back to Rongshan until the end of the year."
Ji Wenhe nodded and pushed open the pigpen door on the other side: "Yes, if you finish the work in your hands, come back and take a look."
After going out, he looked at the empty space to the west and said, "Brother Liang, can we build two pig pens at home?"
"Yes, you plan to buy some pigs next year."
Now there are five pigs in one pen, a total of ten pigs.
"I want to buy ten more, maybe five."
Shen Liang stood beside her and said, "Why not buy five first, and then build a pigpen after these pigs are sold."
She thought for a moment and said, "If you want to build more, just build two more. You won't be able to handle more. Leave an empty pigpen as a backup."
"Okay, then is the land next to it still being cultivated with pig manure?"
"Raise them." Ji Wenhe walked forward a few steps. "Come here. There's just enough space to build two pig pens."
The two fields in the back are being fed with pig manure, as are the two fields to the south.
Shen Liang moved a stone down from the foot of the mountain and placed it on the spot she had marked with her feet as a mark.
"Sister-in-law, I'm going out to cut grass for the pigs."
"it is good."
She responded, went to the chicken coop, and changed the grass in the nest.
After finishing the work, I went back to shell the corn kernels.
When the sun sets, the corn kernels are put into sacks and carried upstairs to the west room.
Zhao Sanniang held the child in her arms and stood at the door, looking inside: "Wen He?"
"Hey." She poked her head out of the upstairs window, "Aunt Zhao, I'm here."
He looked up and asked, "What are you busy with?"
"I'll pack the dried corn kernels upstairs so they won't get damp. Wait a minute, I'll be downstairs."
"Don't be in a hurry, take your time."
She carried the child into the yard, walked to the door of the west room, and took a look inside.
Ji Wenhe came down from upstairs: "Aunt Zhao, please sit down."
"No, I'll stand."
"If you're bored at home, come to my house and play. I'm alone here too, and it can be pretty boring sometimes."
Zhao Sanniang smiled and said, "Yes, if it weren't for the child, I would come to your house every day to talk to you."
Then he said, "If your uncle Da Nian doesn't come to live here, will this house remain empty?"
"Not necessarily. I just put some things in the house. No outsiders come to my house, so it's fine if it's empty."
There was only one bed in the room.
"I think your uncle Da Nian will only come to you to take care of him when he can no longer move."
Ji Wenhe gently pinched the child's face and said, "You can come over anytime. He is really comfortable over there alone. No one cares about him."
"If he came to our side, he was afraid that Brother Shen would nag him, not letting him do this or that, and not letting him go to the foot of the mountain."
"Besides, he has lived in Zhaojia Village for many years. All the people he knows are there. It would be convenient for him to go to the village to talk to them. Anyway, it's up to Uncle Da Nian."
"That's true. Your Uncle Danian is in his fifties this year." Zhao Sanniang asked.
"It's either fifty-six or fifty-seven."
"He's almost sixty. I heard from the villagers that he fled to Zhaojia Village to escape famine. Because he knew how to hunt, the village chief kept him here."
"I've never heard him talk about his family before. No one knows if he has parents, brothers or sisters. Some people have asked him, but I heard that he never answered."
Zhao Sanliang didn't know much about Zhu Danian, except that he would occasionally hear villagers mention him when he went back to his mother's home.
Ji Wenhe replied: "We haven't asked Uncle Da Nian about his past. Since he doesn't want to talk about it, there must be something in the past that he doesn't want to think about. If we ask him, it will inevitably make him sad."
"He is good to the three brothers of Rongshan. When he gets old, you will take care of him."
She nodded: "Yes, he treats Brother Shen as his own son. No matter what, we will support him until he grows old."
"Aunt Zhao, the child is very well behaved and doesn't cry much. If we put him on the bed, it doesn't matter whether he cries or not."
"He doesn't like to cry. He eats and sleeps, and he's very easy to take care of. Yujiao's child is harder to take care of. He cries a lot. I'm a light sleeper, and I can hear their child cry several times in the middle of the night."