As soon as he opened the door, a stream of steaming hot air mixed with the strong smell of alcohol rushed to Xiao Qian's nose, causing him to stumble.
Poor, he is only six years old, how can he resist the power of alcohol?
There is a guest at home, no wonder my mother didn't ask him to come home for dinner.
Dealing with guests is more important.
A fat man turned his head, looked at Xiao Qian who was covered in ice and snow, and shouted happily at the top of his voice.
"Ouch, brother is back, has Gaha gone?"
Seeing this person, Xiao Qian obediently called him Third Brother.
This is his second aunt's child, and he is the third brother, so he wants to call him third brother.
In fact, this third brother is not much younger than Xiao Qian's father.
The reason for this is that we have to talk about my mother’s family.
Xiao Qian's grandmother's family, in Ai Lan's generation, has a total of six sisters, and there is also the youngest uncle. Ai Mi Lan is the youngest of the six sisters. According to Northeastern dialect, she is the old one.
This resulted in the cruel fact that the aunt's child was older than Amy Lan.
What's ridiculous is that many of the descendants of the family are already married, but when they see a little kid like Xiao Qian, they still have to call him uncle.
What's even more ridiculous is that in Xiao Qian's grandfather's house, his father, Xiao Guoji, also has seven brothers, and there is also an eldest aunt...
Wait, my father's name is Xiao Guoji, my mother's name is Ai Lan, this...
So even though he was Xiao Qian's third brother in terms of seniority, he exchanged glasses with Xiao Guoji at the wine table and had a great time drinking.
Rural people don't have so many rules. After Xiao Qian came back, he washed his hands hastily and went to the dinner table.
He needs to sit on the kang to eat the food on the table.
But on the table in the 1990s, even if guests came, don't expect anything delicious.
A plate of fried peanuts, a plate of fried dried tofu, a plate of scrambled eggs with green onions, and a large pot of stewed sauerkraut are luxury enough.
Being accustomed to eating big fish and meat in later generations, this kind of food was not enough to make Xiao Qian too eager, so the way he ate slowly and leisurely won unanimous praise from several elders at the dinner table.
In their words, they have never seen such polite children.
Xiao Qian ate slowly, focusing on the adults' conversation.
The third brother ran home in the wind and snow, obviously it was more than just eating and drinking, although this third brother was delicious.
"Old uncle, let me tell you, the potatoes in Harbin are sold like crazy now. They are harvested everywhere and then transported to the south, which is very valuable. The potatoes we have here are not available in the south. We also
You don’t have to buy the goods yourself, just go to Harbin and sell them to others, and you’ll make money.”
At the dinner table, only the third brother was drinking and spitting, while the others were listening with smiles. Several of them had bright eyes, and they were obviously moved.
In this day and age, who doesn’t like things that can make money?
Xiao Guoji took the initiative to pour a glass of wine for his third brother. It was sorghum wine brewed in a rural workshop, with 53% alcohol content.
It is said that Northeastern people are good drinkers, but in fact most of them pretend to be drunk. Moreover, if you drink too much, your character will not be good, and you will not be able to drink well.
"Li San, are you sure about this? This is no small matter. There are so many potatoes. If we want to do it, we will have to spend a lot of money."
Li San took a delicious sip of the wine and was reluctant to put it down, but his tongue was stretched out.
"Oh, old uncle, don't worry. I'm doing things for you...it's not like you don't know. I've found out everything about...over there in Harbin. Just over there in Daoli, there are several big bosses there.
While harvesting, we can get a wagon and send the potatoes there without unloading the truck. They even need the wagon."
The banquet finally broke up, leaving only the smell of tobacco and alcohol in the room. It seemed that Li San's high-pitched voice was still lingering in the smell of tobacco and alcohol, making people's eardrums hurt.
After seeing off the guests and cleaning up the mess, only one family was left in the house.
Xiao Guoji was drinking tea to sober up while talking to Ai Lan, who was sitting on the kang sewing clothes.
Xiao Qian sat on the edge of the kang, which was so hot that it burned her buttocks. She looked at her parents with dripping black eyes, thinking more.
He remembered clearly what Li San did today, and he also kept the subsequent development in mind.
Potato dumpling is one of the few ways farmers like my parents have thought of to make money in this era, and they have invested great enthusiasm in it.
As for the result, it goes without saying that it will not be good.
Because the whole thing is unreliable from beginning to end, you can't expect a few farmers to do business with a few farmers who don't understand bulk goods trading at all.
Now, this matter happened again. Seeing her parents' discussions getting more and more heated, and their faces full of longing, Xiao Qian felt that she should do something.
Because of this incident in the previous life, the family owed a lot of money, forcing my parents to work harder to pay off the debt.
Although the whole family did not collapse, he will never forget those difficult days.
"You won't make money by doing this."
The childish voice suddenly sounded, causing the discussion between Xiao Guoji and Ai Lan to pause momentarily.
The couple looked at Xiao Qian who was very serious, with very strange expressions on their faces.
Finally, Xiao Guoji spoke.
"Go away, go ahead and play, what do you know?"
Xiao Qian's face was filled with embarrassment. Looking at her little arms and legs, she felt like crying.
It's true that I'm so young and being bullied, I don't even have the right to speak.
But when Amilan saw her son's appearance, she burst into laughter.
"Is that Gaha? Is your father right?"
Forget it, who calls this their own home? If you don’t fight for it, who can care about you?
"Of course what my dad said is wrong."
Although he was young, his tone was that of an adult, which made Xiao Guoji and Ai Milan couldn't help but become serious.
"Little brat, you don't even go to school, why are you fooling around?"
Xiao Qian knew very well that although his mother had the right to speak at home, only his father could make the final decision on such a major matter. So he just looked at Xiao Guoji, ignored the scolding, and went straight to the topic.
"Do you know how to do bulk cargo business?"
Such a shocking statement, Xiao Guoji was really stunned.
"What the hell? What is bulk cargo?"
Xiao Qian's shoulders slumped and she really didn't know how to complain.
"You two don't even know what bulk cargo trading is, so you have to follow Li San. Can you make money?"
Today's son was very unusual, but at least what he said seemed to make sense, which made Xiao Guoji and Ai Lan temporarily put aside the urge to pick up Xiao Qian and dance to the Great God.
"Didn't your third brother say that you can just transport the potatoes to Harbin and resell them? Who can't do such a simple thing?"
As long as Xiao Guoji is willing to communicate, things will be easy to handle.
In fact, if Xiao Guoji hadn't drank a lot of wine today and dreamed of getting rich, he wouldn't have listened to a six-year-old child talking so much.
Even if what Xiao Qian said makes sense, it won't work.
But people who drink too much are different from normal people.
When she could speak, Xiao Qian naturally said everything she needed to say.
"Li San just said it nice. In fact, he himself didn't understand anything. You just thought about delivering potatoes, but you didn't think about what if they didn't accept them after you delivered them? You didn't lay them in advance.
This is a big taboo when doing bulk business. Especially food like potatoes will rot if stored for a long time.
If you are eager to sell, you will get lowered prices. Not to mention making money, it will be a blessing if you can lose less. Another thing, you have never done business, you are a complete outsider. You all know the news that potatoes can make money.
Well, wouldn’t others have known about it earlier? You guys have even lagged behind the news. If you go in now, you might not even be able to drink the soup."
In order to change the fate of her family, Xiao Qian didn't care about pretending to be stupid. Even if she was possessed by her parents' doubts, it would be better than letting such respectable and lovely parents suffer and suffer for the rest of their lives.
In the previous life, Xiao Guoji and Ai Lan did not do anything earth-shattering, and they did not even live a good life for many times.
You will not make much money if you spend your whole life digging in the dirt.
To make matters worse, the place where Xiao Qian's home is located is not a pure rural area, but a suburban community on the edge of the county.
Naturally, the land allocated to farmers in such a place cannot be compared with that in real rural areas.
Xiao Qian knew that the land currently owned by her family was only one and a half acres, and they could grow some vegetables and other things. Selling some money in the autumn would be the family's few income.
When he is not busy with farming, Xiao Guoji will go to the state-owned grain depot to carry sacks. No matter whether it is winter or summer, you can imagine the hard work.
Even later, because the father was not a local and the woman no longer divided the land, the Xiao family even lost the one and a half acres of land.
In desperation, their family had no choice but to move to a nearby county to make a living.
Xiao Guoji got older and couldn't carry sacks any more, so he bought a Yaowu Shui (three-wheeled motorcycle) to make a living.
If you pull a person, you can get 5 cents for a short distance. For a long time, you can get 5 cents or 8 cents.
Such a simple three-wheeled motorcycle can only weld a simple shed to the back seat to protect it from wind and rain. But the person driving in front can only rely on his body to resist.
In Xiao Qian's memory, especially in winter, every time his father came back, his thick dog-skin hat and mask were all covered with frost.
Later, when my father got older, he often suffered from rheumatism, which was the root of the disease at that time.
This was the situation of most parents at that time. They endured the greatest hardships, never had a good day, and were often criticized by their children for being incompetent.
Now that he is back, he wants to change more than just his own life.
Xiao Guoji and Ai Milan were both uneducated. In order to raise their children, they did the hardest work and earned the least money. They lived frugally all their lives, and all they got was ailments.
Their children grew up like that, but they still accomplished nothing.
Looking back now, Xiao Qian's eyes are filled with tears for some reason.
