Before the three of them came back, they had just had dinner at Liu Ye Shabu Shabu, so they were not hungry at the moment.
"Son, please sit down first. Auntie will pour you something to drink."
"Auntie, there's no need to be busy. You and Xinghe are also tired. I'll leave as soon as the things are delivered to me."
"Hey, it's okay, it won't take long to get something to drink." Wang Fang said and had already walked to the kitchen.
Leaving Mo Bei and Li Xinghe in the living room, she walked to the sofa and sat down. "I really enjoyed shopping today." As she said this, she crossed her legs and kneaded her sore calves and feet.
"Sit down, Mr. Mo." Li Xinghe pointed to the single sofa next to him.
Mo Bei walked over and sat down, looking at a bottle of roses blooming on the dining table.
She didn't add many things in this house, it was still very simple and clean, and there was a light fragrance of flowers in the house.
Soon, Wang Fang brought out two glasses of milk and handed one glass to Mo Bei first, "Thank you, auntie."
Just as Li Xinghe was about to take the remaining cup, he said, "You just touched your stinky feet. Go wash your hands first."
"There is a cup between us, so what are you afraid of? I won't stick my fingers in the milk." Although she said this, she was very honest and got up to wash her hands.
Wang Fang smiled helplessly and fondly, and put the glass of milk on the coffee table.
"My child, I made you laugh."
Mo Bei took a sip of milk and said, "No, Auntie."
"My daughter has suffered a lot since I gave birth to her. She would never be like this before. Now that I see her so cute and naive, I just focus on being happy and don't think about it at all.
Talk about her. I hope that she will always be this daughter who can pick her feet and still pick up the milk glass unscrupulously."
Wang Fang couldn't help but laugh as she said this, "I may be a bit too funny when I say this. But this is my true opinion. Being lazy and sloppy was a luxury in her previous life.
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Mo Bei raised the milk cup and drank the rest of the milk in one breath. He put the cup on the coffee table. "Auntie, life will be better in the future."
Wang Fang smiled slightly, "I hope this can be the case."
Soon, Li Xinghe came back from washing his hands, changed into his most comfortable home clothes, and slumped down on the sofa again, finally able to start drinking milk.
"Has Mr. Mo ever drank this kind of milk before? My mother uses Red Star milk powder to make it. I like to drink thicker milk, so my mother always adds more milk powder."
"No wonder it's so rich and delicious. I find that everything in your house tastes better than elsewhere." Mo Bei said sincerely.
"Maybe it's because my mother and I both like to think about food."
People who were hungry in the past would have a hoarding habit and a desire to make the most of food. What they thought about every day was nothing more than how to make food taste better and eat more.
Although Li Xinghe's home clothes were very conservative, Mo Bei still felt that it was inconvenient for him to sit for a long time, so he got up and said goodbye to the mother and daughter, not letting them see him off, and walked out of the room by himself.
Mo Bei walked out of the rose wooden wall, passed through the corridor and pavilion of the Lingxiao Flower Wall, and stepped onto the cobblestone path. There were farms on both sides of the road, with many types of wild vegetables and home-cooked dishes, all showing full of vitality. It was already dusk.
The chickens and ducks began to quiet down. The huge chicken farm had no odor, but a clear smell of fodder, which surprised Mo Bei.
He deliberately slowed down and immersed himself in this rare paradise.
This perfect origin may also be worth publicizing.
Mo Bei and Li Xinghe were both activists. Li Xinghe cooperated with the people arranged by Mo Bei to take photos of the farm.
Within a few days, the paradise-like promotional picture of the country of origin was hung next to the exclusive stalls of all Yuesou supermarket chains.
Li Xinghe posted a recruitment information at the farm gate and quickly and successfully recruited eight fellow villagers nearby.
They all come here early in the morning and are responsible for part-time work of picking and boxing eggs. Everyone comes to work for about two hours after Xiao Zhang picks up the goods.
Because it is a part-time job, Li Xinghe's labor cost is not much, six yuan per working hour, eight people, a total of ninety-six yuan per day.
When he saw them happily collecting part-time money every day, Li Xinghe regretted why he didn't create part-time jobs for them earlier.
The demand at Yuesou Supermarket has been slowly increasing, and it became even more popular after the photos of the farm were posted.
Fortunately, Li Xinghe hired staff responsible for stocking early, otherwise she would really have no way to explain such a large shipment volume.
This month the farm is completely back on track. Jiafu and his mother spent the day on the farm, pruning and weeding, feeding chickens and ducks. They were very busy. The little man had already regarded this as a job.
Help mom with work, and also help sister Xinghe.
In the evening, mother and son got off work, and Xinghe put on a comfortable long dress. While preparing milk for herself, she discussed with Wang Fang.
"Mom, I did some math and found out that the employees who came to pick part-time in the middle of the night earned more than Sister Xiaohua in one month. I was thinking about giving Sister Xiaohua a raise."
Wang Fang wiped off the last trace of water on the table, "Actually, the salary you set for Xiaohua was quite high. Those of us who are looking for food in the dirt know that we can't make much money in this business."
She washed the rag and hung it up.
"But I support you to increase Xiaohua's salary. It's not easy for her. With her, you can save a lot of worries. Moreover, there is also Jiafu. The child follows his mother every day and does a lot of work. We have to take this into account.
In the eyes.”
Li Xinghe nodded, "I'm also thinking of Jiafu. So, mom, how much do you think the increase is appropriate?"
"I don't understand this. You can figure it out for yourself. Don't worry, I'm going to watch TV."
Li Xinghe nodded, carrying the soaked milk, and slowly walked up to the attic. The edge of her long skirt followed her steps and made a rustling sound on the stairs.
This month, the owner of the bookstore has sent a lot of books one after another. The bookshelves from all sides to the top of the attic are already sparsely filled. She took out a book that she had not finished yesterday and found the most comfortable place on the sofa.
posture, reading a book silently.
It has been a month since I had dinner with Mo Bei and occasionally Yang Chen at the beginning of the month. Li Xinghe has been busy but quiet this month.
There was already a thick pile of pink couplet receipts accumulated in the drawer. Li Xinghe got the last one from Xiao Zhang this morning. Li Xinghe kissed the thin piece of paper excitedly, and then took a look at the time for the accounting office to go to work early.
The land went away.
Large-denomination banknotes clattered through the money counter, and the sound was really sweet.
In the end, more than 40,000 yuan in cash was handed over to Li Xinghe heavily. Her new bag was filled to the brim, and she silently decided to bring her mother's big handbag next time.
The price of supplying the goods to the supermarket is much lower than when she sells it herself in Yuesou Supermarket. But she is very satisfied with the profit.
On the way home, feeling the heavy weight in her bag, she had already decided how much salary she would give Jiafu's mother.
By the way, the founding heroes of the country all had to be enfeoffed and worshiped as marquises, right? A little more, but not too much.