When I got home, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.
Before Ling Xiaowei arrived at the door of her house, she heard a shout of joy from a distance, "Sister is back!"
Then I saw my father, Ling Guoqiang, leaning against the wall with difficulty, stretching his neck and looking towards the road. When he saw Ling Xiaowei, he showed a relieved smile.
"Mom, Xiaowei is back!" Ling Guoqiang shouted loudly to Li Yinghua who was sitting in the hut.
When Li Yinghua heard that Xiaowei was back, she immediately stood up happily and trotted all the way, saying: "Hey, this girl is finally back!"
"Dad, I'm back!" Ling Xiaowei breathed heavily and pushed the tricycle to the door of her house. She was really tired today.
"Xiaowei, you kid, why did you come back so late today!" Grandma Li Yinghua came over to help Ling Xiaowei pull the car, and she didn't forget to scold her.
The words were scolding, but the concern was also full of concern.
"I came back with my classmates, so the journey was a little slow!" Ling Xiaowei explained.
"That's right! Why are you, a classmate, doing it so late! Let's go, the rice is still hot in the pot, let's go eat!" Grandma said as she took a towel, dipped it in water and gave it to Ling Xiaowei
Wipe your hands and face.
Ling Xiaowei took the towel, took the washbasin, scooped a spoonful of water from the water tank in the hut, and washed her face comfortably. It was really hot today, so washing with cold water was really comfortable.
"Dad! Someone ordered clothes again today, there are three pieces, they are summer styles." Ling Xiaowei said to her father while wiping her face.
Ling Guoqiang sat on the stool in the hut, nodded and said, "Okay, give me the design and I can make it."
"There's nothing wrong with the design, and I got the cloth back too!" Ling Xiaowei said as she went out to hang the towel on the clothesline at the door of the house, and then entered the house again.
When walking past her father, Ling Xiaowei saw that her father had a wooden stick tied to his leg. Now his father relied on this wooden stick to support his walking.
Ling Xiaowei felt a little distressed, "Dad, I received the money for the hairpin today. I got almost 400 yuan from the clothes I sold, but today I spent another 500 yuan to buy denim fabric! But dad, don't worry, I'll wait for the fabric to be shipped back.
, we make jeans, these pants will be easy to sell, and when we make money, I will take you to the big hospital in the county to install a prosthesis for you, so that you can move around easily in the future!"
Yes! This matter needs to be put on the agenda. Ling Xiaowei doesn't know how much the prosthesis will cost, but she has to prepare a thousand yuan first.
"Okay, our Xiaowei is really a filial child!" Grandma Li Yinghua said happily and with emotion while serving food from the pot.
When Ling Guoqiang heard about prosthetic limbs, he was slightly excited, but when he thought about asking for a lot of money, he flinched a little and said sternly: "What kind of prosthetic limbs are you wearing? Spend that money and keep the money for you and Mingming
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The lunch meal consisted of shredded pork and green pepper, stir-fried with shredded potatoes, and cabbage and tofu soup. Ling Xiaowei was so hungry that she couldn't wait to make rice with the vegetable soup and picked up a large amount of shredded potatoes with chopsticks.
While eating, he said in a choked voice: "Dad, you make money just to spend it. Your legs will be more convenient, and you can make more money in the future."
"Yes, what Xiaowei said is absolutely right!" Grandma agreed.
Both his daughter and mother said this, and Ling Guoqiang was unable to refute. He nodded and said: "Okay, make money, make money!"
"Yes, we need to make money!" Grandma looked melancholy, "How can money be so easy to make!"
Ling Xiaowei ate like locusts passing by, a bowl of rice, a bowl of vegetables and a bowl of soup. She ate cleanly. After eating, she chewed her mouth, stretched out comfortably, and said to her grandma: "Grandma, yes
I’m here, it’s not hard to make money!”
"You damn girl, you really dare to say anything!" Grandma had a smile on her face, but she didn't believe what this child said.
Not only did grandma not believe it, Ling Guoqiang didn't believe it either.
A prosthetic limb costs more than a thousand yuan anyway, and it only depends on buying clothes. How long will it take to sell it? Although I made a few hundred yuan this time, the material cost is not much after deducting it.
It’s a thousand miles away!
Ling Xiaowei was not affected by her father and grandma at all. Now that she has another goal, she is particularly motivated.
After returning to the room, she took out the remaining money for the day, counted it, and put it into her wallet together. There were more than six hundred yuan in the wallet. If she earned another four hundred yuan, it would be enough for one thousand yuan.
If we go to deliver goods next week, we can charge two hundred and twenty yuan, and we can charge sixty yuan for clothes, so here we have two hundred and eighty yuan.
That's a difference of one hundred and twenty yuan! We're very close to our goal, but the decoration matters have to be pushed back.
She believes that she can take her father to the county hospital this summer!
Ling Xiaowei was particularly happy when she thought of such a day.
But within two seconds of being happy, a headache came!
Let’s make some more hairpins while it’s dawn!
Sitting at the door, I moved the stool and took out all the materials. Ming Ming also came over, "Sister, I want to play too!" Ming Ming pointed at the beads and shouted.
The little grinder started to grind her. He would lie on her lap for a moment and want to hug her. He would lie on her back for a while and hit her neck.
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"Obviously, be good and my sister will bring you some steamed buns to eat!" Ling Xiaowei suddenly remembered the steamed buns she bought.
She always forgets the buns she bought.
As soon as he heard that there were steamed buns to eat, he immediately behaved! After taking the steamed buns, he squatted in front of the chicken pen at the door to eat the steamed buns. I don’t know why he wanted to eat the steamed buns in front of the chicken pen. Didn’t it smell bad!
It took half an hour to finish one. Ling Xiaowei disliked this kind of repetitive and boring handiwork more and more!
Her mission hasn't started yet! Damn it! She forgot to buy a picture book today! What a brain~
Just as she was reflecting on herself, she heard a voice in the distance, "It's just in front, my home is here!" It was Zhang Cuifen's voice.
After a while, Zhang Cuifen came back pulling the cart. She was pulling it in front, and there was a middle-aged woman pushing it behind. The cart was slowly piled with rapeseed, as high as a person.
The ground in front of my house is a bit high, making it difficult for a car to get in!
Ling Xiaowei quickly got up and went to help push the cart.
When she walked behind the car, she saw clearly the woman who was helping push the cart. Isn't this the family on the other side of the bridge? Seeing this woman, Ling Xiaowei felt like she had seen a ghost.
She remembered that this woman fell into the river and drowned in her previous life, which was the river at the intersection of her home.
It was a summer morning. When I was doing laundry in the morning, I suddenly suffered from epilepsy and fell into the river and drowned. At that time, everyone was still asleep. No one noticed that she fell into the water. By the time others found out, they had already soaked.
Swelled.
He sounds like a poor man!
When I heard that she was dead, she hid at home and cried!
Not allowing her to think too much, Ling Xiaowei helped push the car to the door.
When the car stopped, Zhang Cuifen took a breath and sat on the steps at the door.
"Xiu, come sit down and have a rest!" Zhang Cuifen said to Zhang Xiu.