Lao Zhoutou was silent. He put the pipe on his waist, stood up and left, but couldn't walk after two steps. He thought for a long time, finally gritted his teeth, squatted back to Man Bao, "Okay, just sell it."
Sell!"
At best, I'll plant a little more next year.
I am full of joy, it is impossible to have many kinds.
Lao Zhoutou's tobacco is usually planted in a small corner of the vegetable garden. There are not many tobacco plants, only twenty or thirty trees. It's not that he has never thought of expanding the scale of planting.
But once he dug it, he was reluctant to use the land for crops to grow this, because the little tobacco in the vegetable garden was enough to satisfy his craving.
Even though there are people smoking in the county, there are actually not many smokers. The tobacco leaves Lao Zhou buys have regular customers, and if he grows too much, he will not be able to smoke them all and sell them.
So he never thought about making money growing tobacco.
Secondly, Mr. Qian disliked his tobacco, and he had mentioned it many times to carve out such a small piece of land in the vegetable garden for him to grow tobacco.
It is impossible to even dream of expanding the scale.
So Man Bao knows that next year, Dad can only grow so much tobacco.
Although this has limited the speed of his father's saving of private money to a certain extent, and may result in him not being able to repay his own money for a long time, Manbao is still very happy.
After he agreed, he ran to Manbao's bed and felt around. He took out the five taels of silver that he had forgotten to put into the system after playing last night and gave it to her father.
Only then did Lao Zhoutou smile so happily that he narrowed his eyes. He happily assured Man Bao again and again, "Dad will definitely work hard to earn money to pay you back."
Man Bao looked at her father sympathetically, nodded and said, "Dad, I will ask my second brother to get your tobacco leaves later. Remember to put them away and give them to him."
Lao Zhoutou's smile froze and he asked: "For your second brother?"
"Yes, let the second brother help you sell it."
"No!" Lao Zhoutou saw Man Bao's eyes widen, and he quickly explained: "I have to go to the city anyway, so I might as well sell it myself. I know who the tobacco leaves are usually sold to."
Man Bao thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay."
Lao Zhou was relieved and decided that this half could be slightly discounted.
Mr. Qian stood in the yard and looked around. He frowned and asked Mr. Qian, "It's so early in the morning. Where is your father?"
Xiao Qian was stunned for a moment and said, "I didn't see dad."
"What about Man Bao? It's already this hour. She should come over to have breakfast and go to school, right?"
Xiao Qian looked at the rising sun on the horizon and said with a smile: "She must have been tired yesterday. I guess there is still enough time. Let her sleep a little longer."
Qian thought for a while and had no opinion.
As a result, when I looked up, I saw Lao Zhou leading Man Bao from the small courtyard with a smile on his face.
Seeing the two messy knots on her daughter's head, Qian couldn't help but hurt her eyes, "Manbao, who tied your hair?"
"My dad tied it up." Man Bao had already seen it in the water ladle and thought it was pretty good, so he ran over jumping up and down, shook his head proudly, and asked, "Mom, does it look good?"
What does it look like? It doesn’t look like anything from the front, but look to the side and then to the back...
Qian directly reached out and pulled the child over to comb it again.
Xiao Qian smiled slightly and turned around to go into the kitchen to make breakfast for her.
Then when Manbao came back from school again, she received a bronze mirror as a gift.
The bronze mirror was given to her by Xiao Qian. This morning she asked Zhou Erlang to bring it back from the county town. She had spent all the money she had saved for her private house.
Yes, Zhou Dalang can save his own money, and Xiao Qian naturally also has his own money.
She placed the bronze mirror on Man Bao's desk and said, "You don't have a dressing table, so you might as well put it here, just be careful not to knock it over."
This was not the first time Man Bao had used a bronze mirror, as her mother and sisters-in-law had them, but it was the first time she had seen such a new bronze mirror.
And it's still her own.
Man Bao is so novel.
Xiao Qian let her hair down and taught her how to comb her hair by herself. "You are already a little girl. You will no longer shave your hair. Your hair is getting longer, so you have to comb it yourself. You will look good if you have a mirror."
If you wear it, you won’t be combing it in a messy way without even realizing it.”
Xiao Qian taught her how to comb her hair at this age, and it was the simplest way. After making sure that she could comb her hair by herself, she left.
As soon as she left, Da Ya, Er Ya and San Ya slipped in together. They gathered around my sister-in-law and looked at the bronze mirror, and they were so surprised.
Seeing their envious eyes, Man Bao asked, "Do you want it too?"
Da Ya nodded, "But my mother said, we don't study, and we don't have to go out to meet guests. We can use my mother's for the time being, and buy it for us when we want to get married."
Erya and Sanya also nodded together, obviously their mother also said the same thing.
Man Bao kept it in mind.
Dad wants to buy a gift for Mom, and my sister-in-law also bought her a gift, so she should buy gifts for everyone too.
Because it feels good to receive a gift.
It's a pity that Man Bao has thousands of ideas but it's useless, because Mr. Zhuang doesn't plan to give them a holiday recently.
After experiencing the initial excitement, Mr. Zhuang’s lessons for them went through a process of aggravating - then aggravating - touching the bottom line - reducing - then reducing - and then aggravating again.
Then Mr. Zhuang seems to have found a balance point. Recently, they have learned a lot more knowledge in class than before, but it is not as painful as some time ago.
Both Man Bao and Bai Shanbao adapted very quickly, and even Bai Erlang has adapted to Mr. Zhuang's current teaching progress.
Although the daily tasks seem to be lighter than before, Mr. Zhuang still will not give them a holiday.
In his words, when the summer and autumn harvests begin, who knows what will happen to interrupt their courses?
So he had to teach more while he had nothing to do.
Therefore, it was impossible for Manbao to go to the city to buy gifts. She could only watch her father secretly go to the county town and buy a silver bracelet and come back.
Why did she know that her father bought it back?
Because Lao Zhoutou returned the remaining money to her, he was very honest and lent her five taels, and then gave her the remaining 2,078 wen.
Old Zhoutou is not good at arithmetic, but he has asked Datou to help him calculate in advance and knows how much money he still owes Manbao. "I sold most of the tobacco leaves for 680 Wen, plus my private house."
, these five taels of silver are all left, I have returned them all to you, then I still owe you..."
"Two two nine hundred and twenty-two articles."
Lao Zhou blinked. This was different from what Da Tou had calculated. It seemed to be a little missing.
"Dad, we are members of the same family. You can give me back the copper coins, and I will give you one tael for a pound of money."
Old Zhou was happy, "Really?"
"Really, can you show me the silver bracelet?"
"That won't work. You can read it after I give it to your mother," Lao Zhoutou said, "Your mother hasn't read it yet, so how can you read it?"
Man Bao felt a little regretful. She still wanted to refer to it, so it seemed she could only wait until her father gave it to her before reading it.
As a result, the wait lasted seven or eight days. Just when Man Bao's eyes were about to pop out of his head, Lao Zhoutou finally put the silver bracelet on his old wife's hand on a moonlit night.