Chapter 86 The Vicious Stepmother of the Republic of China (21)
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Chapter 86 The Vicious Stepmother of the Republic of China (21) Please subscribe
Although he is at the bottom of society and does the hardest work, Wang Dali has a lot of energy in him.
This is the struggle of grassroots people. Although it is difficult, it is so positive.
Gu Qingcheng was somewhat affected by Wang Dali's emotions, "Mr. Wang, you will definitely be able to fulfill your long-cherished wish as soon as possible!"
Regardless of ancient or modern times, people who work hard and live an active life are worthy of respect.
"Oh, what's your name, sir? I'm just a rickshaw puller."
Wang Dali scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled honestly, "Ms. Gu, if you don't mind, just call me Brother Wang."
"As for me, I have a car charter customer all year round. I have to pick up and drop off every morning and every night. But except for these two times, I am free at other times."
"If you need a car when you go out, just call me."
"Also, my daughter's mother is the most diligent and clean. If you have any cleaning work at home, just come and find her."
This guy is really hardworking and never forgets to attract business for his family.
Gu Qingcheng admires such people very much.
It seems a bit utilitarian, but if you rely on your own ability to make a living, there is no shame in anything.
"Okay! Then I will trouble you two from now on!"
Gu Qingcheng was not really polite when she said this. She did have needs.
You have to take a rickshaw to go out, and you also need someone to do the chores at home until you can hire a suitable helper.
She can try to get in touch with Wang Dali and his wife. If this couple is really reliable and does a good job, she will be willing to take care of them.
If they fail, then have less contact and just be an ordinary neighbor.
When we came out of the west courtyard, it was already dark.
Li Yaozong, who was holding Gu Qingcheng's hand, could hardly open his eyes.
Gu Qingcheng did not dare to delay any longer and hurriedly took him back home.
After washing up, Li Yaozong climbed onto the bed covered with brand new bedding.
As soon as his little head hit the pillow, he fell asleep.
The little guy held his belly up, snored a little, and slept very soundly.
"This kid is exhausted today!"
Gu Qingcheng covered Li Yaozong with a quilt, with distress and a little guilt in his eyes.
She only focused on integrating into the world, but somewhat ignored Li Yaozong.
Some things shouldn't be done.
She said that Li Yaozong was the "karma" she inherited from the original owner, and she should take good care of him.
Today, she is somewhat——
"My child, I'm sorry. I was negligent today, and I will never do this again!"
And Gu Sanniang, don’t worry, I will treat Li Yaozong as my biological flesh and blood, raise him up and cultivate him into a talented person!
Gu Qingcheng said silently in her heart.
Then, she felt as if a certain restraint on her soul had been let go.
There is something that seems to be separated from this body.
Based on the experience of the last mission, Gu Qingcheng knew that this was the remaining consciousness of the original owner.
It seems that his son Li Yaozong is the original owner's biggest concern.
Gu Qingcheng made a promise, and the original owner left with peace of mind.
"She is not a good person, but she is a good mother!"
Gu Qingcheng sighed slowly in his heart.
After tucking Li Yaozong into bed, Gu Qingcheng picked up the kerosene lamp and came to the Eight Immortals table outside.
After sitting down at the table, Gu Qingcheng did not rush to read, but looked at the new lighting gadget like kerosene lamp.
This is one of the "furniture" left behind by the landlord.
Kerosene lamps are different from candles, but they are similar to candles in some aspects.
They all have bases and require cotton thread as the wick.
However, because the kerosene lamp has a transparent cover, it can block the wind and the light is brighter.
"This thing shouldn't be cheap."
Gu Qingcheng "muttered" to herself.
She knew that Huoshui would definitely jump out and explain.
Sure enough, as soon as Gu Qingcheng finished speaking, the trouble came out actively, "Haha, executor, you guessed wrong this time!"
"This kind of kerosene lamp costs nothing at all. It is given to the common people for free by foreign companies."
Gu Qingcheng thought thoughtfully, "Free?"
There is nothing in the world that is free of money.
The so-called free should have a bigger purpose.
"Yes! At the beginning, those foreign companies not only gave free kerosene lamps to the people, but they could also try out the kerosene for free."
Huoshui quickly told Gu Qingcheng what he knew about history.
Gu Qingcheng thought for a moment and then understood, "It is indeed a trick of the merchants."
The lamps are free, but the kerosene required costs money.
They relied on the word "free" to change people's habit of using candles.
Once everyone is used to using kerosene lamps, foreign companies will be able to make money by selling kerosene.
This is a long-lasting business.
Gu Qingcheng has never lived in the later generations. If it were Han Qiuyu, the heroine of the book, after knowing the allusion of the kerosene lamp, she would definitely say:
"Damn, isn't this the same routine as later generations of sending printers and selling consumables?"
When Huoshui saw that Gu Qingcheng didn't continue to ask questions, he became a little depressed, "You, have you figured out the secret?"
Gu Qingcheng raised the corners of her lips, "What's so confusing about this?"
She is not mentally retarded.
Huoshui: ...Although there is no evidence, it just feels that it is despised.
snort!
So smart and amazing.
Huoshui angrily withdrew into the depths of the sea of consciousness and stopped chatting with Gu Qingcheng.
Her ears were quiet, and Gu Qingcheng adjusted the brightness of the kerosene lamp according to the method taught by Uncle Zhu. Then she took out the books and newspapers borrowed from Editor Zhao and Mr. Xu, and started reading quickly.
"Is this a collection of poems? Or was it written by a warlord?"
The night was already very late, and Gu Qingcheng was still reading.
She opened a book of poems, looked at the cover and preface, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Isn't it true that the warlords of this era are actually illiterate roughnecks?
With such curiosity, Gu Qingcheng opened the poetry collection.
Then, she was shocked, "This, this is also poetry?"
See what others have written?
“The pot is always open in Baotu Spring, but you can’t steam the buns!”
Gu Qingcheng:......
Well, during the day, she went to Baotu Spring under the leadership of two big soldiers.
Three springs are gushing.
It does look a bit like boiling water.
But, but——
Okay, she misunderstood.
The warlords of this era are really fucking "magical".
After reading a bunch of bullshit limericks, the noble lady from a noble family couldn't help but use swear words.
However, through this collection of poems, Gu Qingcheng gained a deeper understanding of the warlords from another aspect.
Leaving the collection of poems behind, Gu Qingcheng continued reading.
It wasn't until he vaguely heard the watchman outside working the watch that Gu Qingcheng silently counted the sounds before putting down the book, "It's already the fourth watch!"
Gu Qingcheng did not continue to stay up late.
There were a lot of books and time was urgent, but she couldn't be too anxious.
After simply washing up and changing into loose clothes, Gu Qingcheng also went to bed.
A night of silence.
Early the next morning, the sun shone into the small courtyard, and Gu Qingcheng and Li Yaozong woke up one after another.
There are no pots, pans and other items at home, so we still have to go out to make breakfast.
When you exit the alley, there are vendors selling breakfast.
Gu Qingcheng bought oil spinner, soy milk, steamed buns, etc., sat at a stall, and had a hearty meal with Li Yaozong.
Then, she saw Wang Dali, who was returning from visiting customers.
"Brother Wang, it just so happens that if you are not busy, please take us to buy some things."
Gu Qingcheng greeted Wang Dali warmly.
"no problem!"
Wang Dali sent the chartered guests to work and went home to have a meal, where he happened to meet Gu Qingcheng.
He quickly swallowed the three-way noodles in his mouth, took a gulp of water, and ran over.
"Ms. Gu, what do you want to buy?"
Wang Dali parked the car and asked Gu Qingcheng and Li Yaozong to sit down.
"We just moved here and we don't have anything at home. We just want to buy some pots and pans and some food."
"Hey! Okay! There are a few shops in the university hall ahead that sell these. I'll take you there."
Having pulled a rickshaw for several years, Wang Dali is very familiar with this area.
He deliberately wanted to win over Gu Qingcheng as a customer, so he helped with all his heart.
The shop he took Gu Qingcheng to could not be said to be of high quality and cheap, but it was not a scam.
Wang Dali also helped negotiate the price.
Gu Qingcheng successfully bought everything.
"Ms. Gu, I think you are a noble person, and you don't want to do these menial tasks."
"Do you need someone to cook at home? My mother's cooking skills are quite good."
Wang Dali continued to solicit business for his family.
His eyes were quite vicious, and when he saw Gu Qingcheng's slender, white hands, he knew that this was not a person who could work.
He didn't ignore that when he went home just now, he met Ms. Gu at the breakfast stall.
This guy probably doesn't even know how to make a fire, so he takes his children out to eat.
"Okay, if Mrs. Wang is free, let her give it a try."
Gu Qingcheng didn't say anything this time, and just said "try it".
Her meaning is very clear. She can take care of her neighbor's business, but she also needs to see whether the other person is capable.
If it's unreliable, then I'm sorry.
Although she has some money, she is not taken advantage of.
"Okay! Okay! Let my girl go to your place to try out the job. If it works, you can use it. If it doesn't work, let her leave directly."
Wang Dali was pulling the cart and could not pat his chest, but his words were very firm.
Wang Dali is really good at doing things.
When he sent Gu Qingcheng home, he didn't even need to ask Gu Qingcheng to greet him, he just helped her move her things.
While moving things, he yelled in the direction of his home at the top of his lungs, "My mother! My mother! Come here!"
Wang Dali's daughter-in-law heard the sound and hurriedly ran from next door.
Seeing Wang Dali carrying a big blame, she immediately understood.
I wiped my hands and started working with my husband.
Gu Qingcheng:......
This couple is really hard-working. The key is that they are very discerning.
Wang Dali helped put down the things, explained a few words to his wife, and then ran out to do the work again.
Sister-in-law Wang helped Gu Qingcheng clean the stove, wash pots, and wash dishes.
The stove was empty and there was no firewood in the yard.
She simply ran back to her home and brought a bundle of firewood over.
Make fire, boil water, wash vegetables, stir-fry vegetables, make soup, and steam steamed buns.
In the small courtyard where Gu Qingcheng rented, smoke came from the chimney on the roof...
The poem in the article is a masterpiece by Zhang Zongchang. His "poetry" is really amazing. If you are interested, you can search it. Fried chicken is so funny!
