After getting off the car and walking a few steps, I entered the market of Xiner Village. The houses here are not high-floor, and there is no elevator room. The bricks are still blue-grey. They must be very old, because now there are many houses in the village.
The building is built with big red bricks.
He went directly to the butcher shop at home. He was already familiar with this area. It was more like a living area than a vegetable market. The vegetable and meat stalls were all located on the side of the street, and there were many small alleys branching out.
"Xiaoyi, where's mom?" Zhang Heng asked strangely as soon as he arrived at the shop. Usually, his sister goes home to cook at noon.
"Brother, you're back. How was the interview?" My sister got up from the stool and asked.
Zhang Heng smiled and said: "Of course I passed. I will go to work tomorrow."
"Brother, you are so awesome." My sister said with admiration.
Zhang Heng couldn't help but blush a little. He still didn't have a clear understanding of today's interview, so he interrupted the topic and said, "Where's Mom?"
"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. My uncle came here just now and brought it up in a large van. My mother followed me to unload the goods, including salt and vegetables," my sister explained.
When Zhang Heng heard this, he rushed to help. Seeing that there wasn't much pork left on the stall, he said, "Brother, I'll go help you first. By the way, I bought you some fruit on the way back. I'll give it to you right now."
." After saying that, he opened his schoolbag and took some big green fruits for his sister. My sister
When he saw it, his face was filled with joy, but he said: "Brother, what kind of fruit is this? It must be very expensive." Zhang Heng smiled and said: "It's not expensive. When there is a big sale, many people are rushing to buy it. Hurry up.
Eat, I left it for mom." After saying that, he didn't hesitate and headed towards home.
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At the intersection into the farmland, Zhang Heng saw his mother and uncle at a glance. The uncle was his father's eldest brother. He had been living in the countryside and was very good at weaving. He could also iron and roll steamers with bamboo.
"Uncle, Mom." Zhang Heng called out as soon as he ran in.
"Jiu'er is back. I heard from Cuirong that you're looking for a job. How's it going?" The uncle's voice was rough, but he had a great temper and was a warm-hearted person. He always rushed to help anyone who had something to do.
And Cuirong is my mother’s name.
Zhang Heng responded: "I've passed the interview and will go to work tomorrow."
"Okay, okay, I said Jiu'er will definitely have a future in the future. He found a job just a few days after he came out." The uncle's thick eyebrows and big eyes followed his grandfather's appearance, giving people a very friendly feeling.
At this time, my mother suddenly said: "What's a good news for? We can only call him good news after he finishes college and goes to work and sits in an office."
"It's all a matter of time. Haha, when Jiu'er gets rich in the future, don't forget to help your Dazhu brother." The uncle said jokingly.
Zhang Heng responded quickly: "I will definitely not forget Brother Dazhu." Dazhu is the uncle's son. He is not good at studying, but he is an honest man. He is now farming in the village.
The mother said loudly: "Look, it's already noon. Son, hurry up and help move the things back. Mom's vegetables are all cut and ready to be fried."
Zhang Heng nodded and quickly helped to move the goods, which were three items, a steamer basket, salted vegetables and Sichuan peppercorns. Except for the cab row, the back seats of the van were removed, so that a lot of things could be loaded.
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He picked up three large bags of salt and vegetables and set out on the road with his uncle. At this time, the uncle said again: "The driver went out for a walk. We have decided to come back at three in the afternoon, and the uncle will go back with him."
"So soon? Uncle, why don't you stay and play for a few days before going back." Zhang Heng persuaded.
"Next time, my family will be harvesting corn soon, and I can't get away from the busy farming schedule." The uncle responded.
That's what he said, but how could Zhang Heng not know that it would take about a month to collect the grain? The village is very idle now. The uncle probably didn't want to trouble their family. The uncle had borrowed all the 30,000 yuan to repair the building.
In the past, you could build a building in the village for 30,000 yuan, but now you have to spend at least 100,000. Even now, the uncle’s house is still an old house with mud walls. If it weren’t for the fact that the house is too dilapidated, he might not have given it to Brother Dazhu.
Talking about the wife.
Zhang Heng gritted his teeth and must improve the environment at home as soon as possible, as well as the environment at relatives' homes in his hometown village, before the winter moon at the latest. When his grandma celebrates her birthday, he will make the entire Zhang family more festive.
After thinking about it in my mind, I arrived home in a blink of an eye, and then I ran a few times to finish moving everything. The steamer has nine layers in total, and there is a lid on it. It is very large and durable. It is used for steaming mats and noodles in rural areas. One steamer can be used
Steam about fifty leaf cakes.
The mother made tea for the uncle, and Zhang Heng rushed to pack things. After a while, the fragrance came from the kitchen. The food for lunch today was very rich. The mother also specially cut some braised pig ears and brought them back to the uncle.
I also bought a bottle of good wine specially for my uncle. If he doesn’t smoke, he just likes this drink.
I finished my meal happily, chatted for a while, and it was already three o'clock in the blink of an eye. My uncle said he wanted to leave, but my mother tried to persuade him to stay, but she hesitated for a moment. In the end, my uncle insisted on going back, and did not ask for the five thousand yuan that my mother insisted on paying back.
, saying that he was going to college soon and had a lot of money to spend.
Zhang Heng saw all this in his eyes and almost impulsively told him about his wealth, but in the end he held back. If he took out the money rashly now, his mother and family would definitely not be happy, but terrified.
A few years ago, a coal mining man in the town next to my hometown won a five-million-dollar jackpot. As a result, his whole family ran away. No news has come back until now. Some people say that the lottery ticket was taken away before the man could receive the money.
The man was robbed and hacked to death outside. Some people also said that the man took the money and his family and ran away to hide. Anyway, it has been a few years, and the man and his family have lost their voice...
These rumors may not necessarily be true, but Zhang Heng really doesn't dare to take risks. Getting rich overnight is not something that people in the village can adapt to, but they must also make plans. Unfortunately, he doesn't have enough experience now to think of anything.
The best way is to take one step at a time. The days to come are still long. Sooner or later, the old Zhang family will be prosperous. Because he has this unique ring, Zhang Heng's thoughts are far away as he strokes the ring on his finger.
"Son, mom is going to deliver food to your sister first. It is estimated that the meat is almost sold out. I only ordered half of the pig today, and there is some leftover for making cake fillings. Son, go buy a dozen big jars and come back in the afternoon.
Put the salted vegetables in, and we’ll pack them up when mom comes back. We’re going to open the store to sell leaf cakes tomorrow.” Mother said aloud.
Zhang Heng nodded, and now he should finish the business of selling Yeerba!
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