At noon in the hot weather, Yan Laoer rode away again on his ox, taking away large and small bags.
People in the village are used to him running outside every day.
Probably because they had eaten meat all morning, everyone was not very hungry, so they just ate some steamed buns without getting angry.
Li Xuemei brought Da Ya in to work together.
After knitting a lot of straw sandals and wearing them for a while, they decided to knit straw mats.
Each family's mat was tied to the car to provide shade during the day, and at night it was used to spread the floor and make holes.
"Girl from the Hu family, I'm so sorry. For some reason, your second brother Yan brought the straw hat you lent to Erya with him." Li Xuemei looked apologetic: "When he comes back, I will find it and return it to you."
"What did my sister-in-law say? What is a straw hat worth? I gave it to Erya." The youngest daughter of the Hu family said hurriedly: "My sister-in-law and Brother Yan are seeing each other. If you insist on borrowing it, I will be embarrassed to death."
Already."
A sister-in-law joked next to her: "Hahaha! Did you take the second brother Yan away? Sister Hu, just wait, maybe I can get you an egg later."
Everyone was talking and laughing, but no one really thought that Yan Laoer could bring something back just by chance.
I didn’t expect that hey! I really kept everyone waiting.
"Are all those straw sandals sold?"
"It's sold!" Yan Laoer's face was red. "I happened to meet the salesman who was walking around the village. Seeing that I was selling it cheap, he took it all away. I thought I could sell a little bit, and I didn't care too much about the less.
biliterate.
The salesman also bought those old clothes. I asked him what they were used for, but he didn’t say...
I turned around and collected some grain from the nearby village.
The people from Tiguo Village stayed behind, saying that it would save them a trip to town.
Today is a lucky day. As soon as I left our place, I saw a little green. I rode a bull and went over to take a look. Oh dear, there was an old elm tree with many strings hanging on it. I pulled them all back without even a single leaf.
remain.
The medicine pack prepared by my brother Cui also came in handy. The weather was hot, maybe he ate something unclean, and there was an old man in the village who had a stomachache. Hehe, when I told you what symptoms this medicine can cure, what was in it?
Whatever medicinal materials are available, if there are any in the village who know enough, just leave them..."
Yan Lao Er, bala bala, said it with foaming at the mouth.
He tried his best to convince everyone in the village.
I took out a small half bag of thick noodles and shared it with everyone. No one thought about whether it was reasonable or not. They only saw the joy of getting food in their eyes.
The youngest daughter of the Hu family got more. It is said that the salesman saw the exquisite straw hat and bought it too.
She was feeling dizzy. Can a straw hat be sold?!
Yan Laoer secretly wiped his sweat.
It is really difficult for them to provide food for the villagers.
If you don't say it secretly, you have to make up a reason and think about whether you can make people believe it.
Fortunately, we don’t have to do this kind of thing every day.
Cui Langzhong felt that he could go further during his daily rest time to see if he could find some herbs and save more. Yan Laoer might sell them to him at some point. In the words of his wife, Yan Laoer
The second child is really capable!
The women in the village have tasted the sweetness even more. They plan to return to their old business after weaving mats and continue to weave straw sandals. Well, they will also add straw hats.
"What do you think the salesman would do with old clothes?" Someone thought of this.
Someone answered naturally: "Old clothes have many uses. They can be used to paste the soles of shoes and make hundreds of clothes..."
"If we make shoes, I wonder if Yan Laoer can help us sell them."
"What are you thinking about? How can we make soup when our water is so tight?"
"It won't hurt to make a few insoles."
"I can prepare a few. If we can't sell them, we can keep them for ourselves."
"From Yan Er's family, what do you think?"
When Li Xuemei was asked about it, she smiled and said: "I heard what my sisters-in-law said makes sense. Prepare a few more things to be prepared for what others want."
"What are you doing?" someone asked after seeing what she was doing.
"Her father always packs big and small bags when he goes out, which is inconvenient. I thought about making him a larger turban and putting it on the back of the cow, so that he wouldn't have to worry about carrying it."
"Do you still have a picture? Yo! What is this? It looks like... like the cloth bag we use to carry our children."
Li Xuemei smiled and said: "I just thought of it when I saw you carrying your children. Make a few bags that can be carried on your back, so that your hands can be free to do other things."
"It's really good. If it's good when you make it, we can each make one.
Is this drawn by Erya? I see that your Erya is studying calligraphy with Xiucai Public School recently?"
"His uncle has nothing to do to teach him a few words. Erya is here to teach him, mainly my eldest nephew. His uncle is watching closely and is not allowed to relax at all."
…
Yan Yu was on the upper bunk, keeping accounts in the book her mother had sewn for her.
The selling price of the goods on the shelves, how much was sold, what was traded in the free market, and what was received from the villagers, all must be written down.
"Look what I brought you?" Li Xuemei climbed up and showed her what she had in her hands.
"These are charcoal strips. Wrap them in cloth like this, and you can write on paper. They use this to draw patterns. I think it works better than the brush. You can try it."
Yan Yu was so excited that he almost threw the ink on his face.
"Mom, you really saved me. If you asked dad to shape my body, wouldn't it be like a charcoal? Oh, oh, oh, mother, why didn't you bring it earlier?"
Your daughter’s little wrist is going to be broken!
"You still need to practice calligraphy, otherwise your uncle won't be able to pass."
Li Xuemei agrees with the uncle's training of his daughter, as she has many skills and is not burdened with them.
"This is what your sister-in-law Luo said when she saw the picture of the backpack you drew. Otherwise, how could I have known that there was such a thing?"
Yan Laoer came over quietly and waved to the two of them.
Yan Yu packed up his pen and ink and put the notebook in his arms.
The family of three tacitly walked towards the place where the person was being carried away.
"I really found out that there is a town nearby. It's not small, it's bigger than our town." Yan Laoer whispered.
Yan Yu: "Don't we have to avoid people from the yamen? There are yamen guards at the entrance of the town, right? They go in and ask for money."
"The town is quite chaotic. I think the government officials don't care about anything. They don't care about the people coming in and out."
Li Xuemei's expression became serious: "Why don't you care? Tell me carefully? What do the people who come in and out look like?"
"It's just...it's..." Yan Laoer thought about it carefully and suddenly felt that something was wrong. There were people coming in and out, old and young, bringing their families and a lot of things with them. He was far away, so it was hard to see, but it felt like
These people are quite anxious.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yu blurted out: "They are not just like us, are they all fleeing from famine?"
Then she saw that her parents were staring at her without saying a word, and they felt confused: "I just made a random guess!"
Li Xuemei said seriously: "Calculating the time, we should have just paid the grain tax now. The grain collected by each family has gone to pay the tax, and there is not much left.
What would happen if it were us?"
Needless to say, isn't it obvious that they are here?