The next day, Qu Lao Er came to Zhao Wentao's place early. He was already dressed neatly, and what was rare was new clothes.
"Didn't you say you don't want to meet someone? How can you dress so well?" Zhao Wentao teased.
Qu Er Er was a little awkward and said: "This is the new clothes for the Chinese New Year last year. My mother told me to wear them."
"You know how to push on your mother, I don't know you yet, and I'm already happy when I say I'm with you!" Zhao Wentao joked.
Qu Er Er blushed, and kept talking about what was wrong, but Ye Chuchu couldn't see it and said a few words to Zhao Wentao, so he gave up.
Today is the market in the village. People in the village are either driving ponies or donkey carts or walking to the market. Some have big bags and small bags carrying things to sell, and some tie their hands together to watch the excitement. Of course, there are also people who buy things. It's just more of a fun.
A market is a country party!
Zhao Wentao took Qu's second son, Meng Da and Cui Da, and Zhao's mother, Zhao's father and the old couple. If the third brother Zhao's tofu hadn't been broken, he would have been in the car. Ye Chuchu was afraid that the child would catch a cold, so he didn't go. Second brother Zhao He and Sister-in-law Zhao are too busy soaking beans for Third Brother Zhao and have no time, so are Fourth Brother Zhao and Sister-in-law Zhao.
How could Mrs. Zhao let go of things that could make money? At that time, Brother Zhao came to them and agreed immediately. Now it's time to show off his talents, so there is no time to go to the market.
Zhao Wentao drove to the market, put the people down and rushed to Taipingzhuang.
According to Zhao's mother, Zhao's mother's coming is a good thing, which means that she likes to join in the fun, because Zhao's mother brought Qu's second son on a blind date.
Zhao's mother ignored him, and said to Qu Laoer: "Your mother and I are godsisters. Your mother doesn't have time to come. I will check for you. If not, I will introduce you to one."
Qu Laoer hummed vaguely, but did not speak. Now he is very nervous.
Zhao's mother looked funny, and according to Zhao Sisao's mother's agreement, she came to a shed where hair was cut.
At this time, the markets were all open-air, and no one managed them. Some would occupy a place for a long time and build a small shed. Although the stalls were chaotic, the folk customs were simple and no bad things happened.
Zhao's mother brought Qu'er Er Er to the Shed's shed, and passed a pork stall, unexpectedly the owner of the stall was Cai Sihu.
"Ah, auntie, come to the market!" Cai Sihu greeted warmly.
Zhao's mother was also very pleasantly surprised: "Yeah, I'm here to go to the market, and you're also doing business?"
Cai Sihu smiled and said: "I, like Wen Tao, came out and did it myself. Now I not only sell pork, but also collect pigs for sale."
Ever since he saw Zhao Wentao's personal business doing well, Cai Sihu had long wanted to do it himself, but he was reluctant to part with the unit, anyway, it was a formal job, but because he was found out about buying meat in private, the leader severely criticized him Well, as soon as the stubborn temper came up, I quit, so I just came out to do it alone.
I was a little uneasy at first, but now itĄŻs much better. After all, I have old customers, and I have channels for buying or selling. Soon my income will be stable. More importantly, IĄŻm free and IĄŻm in a good mood!
"That's great, I found out, and now there are many people who do it themselves!" Zhao's mother said.
"Yes, the state encourages people to do it themselves, saying that this is to give full play to the spirit of personal ownership!" Cai Sihu laughed: "Where is Wen Tao? Didn't come to the market?"
"He went to Taipingzhuang. All the meat from you was sold in the county." Mother Zhao said.
Cai Sihu said with emotion: "Wen Tao is a capable person. It's only been a while, and he has developed more customers than me!"
"He can't do anything else." Zhao's mother was very happy when she heard the praise of her son, but she still wanted to be humble.
After chatting with Zhao Wentao for a few words, someone came to buy meat, and Zhao's mother left Cai Sihu's stall, and sat with Qu's second son on a small stool by the shed where the head was cut.
Not long after sitting down, Qu Er Er got up and started walking back and forth.
"What's wrong with you?" Mother Zhao asked.
"It's nothing." Qu Er Er sniffed.
Seeing him shrinking his body, Zhao's mother understood that it was cold!
"Aren't you wearing a thin padded jacket?" Zhao's mother looked at his clothes, only to find that they were a little thin.
ItĄŻs a bit early to wear thick padded jackets at this time, but thin padded jackets are still necessary. Country people donĄŻt have wool sweaters, coats, and down jackets, and they all rely on padded jackets to resist the cold.
"I'm wearing wool pants and a sweater, and my sister knitted it." Qu Er Er said tremblingly.
When I was in the car, there were a lot of people crowded together, so I didn't feel cold, but now there are not so many people crowded together, plus thisThe location is not good either, when the little north wind blows, good guy, it's a chill!
"Sweater and wool trousers?" Mother Zhao said with a look of disgust: "Acrylic yarn can resist wind? It's just a bluff, you are a real kid!"
The stall owner who cut the hair heard their conversation and said with a smile: "There is a stove behind the curtain, you go in and bake, don't catch a cold, it will be warm when the sun rises."
Haircut needs to be washed for others, and cold water cannot be used at this time, so a temporary stove was built to heat hot water.
Qu Lao Er hurriedly thanked him and went to the back to warm up.
"Now this young man just likes to be pretty. If he can wear a sweater in this cold weather, he won't freeze to death!" Mother Zhao complained to the stall owner.
The stall owner said with a smile: "Young people love to be pretty, so don't worry too much. Young people have strong firepower and can't be frozen."
"Yeah, unlike me with old arms and legs, it's too cold to wear thick cotton trousers." Mother Zhao sighed.
The stall owner in his fifties also began to talk about the past.
Some people chatted quickly, and not long after, Mrs. Zhao's mother came, followed by a young girl, or a young girl, of medium height, a little thin, and she was quite different from Mrs. Zhao's mother. Good or something, completely irrelevant.
Anyway, Zhao's mother didn't like it, but she still greeted her on the surface: "You guys are here, are you cold?"
Zhao Sisao's mother smiled and said: "It's okay, we walked here, and I don't feel cold. Xiaohong, this is your Aunt Zhao."
"Aunt Zhao." The girl said something in a low voice, and quickly looked behind Zhao's mother, but she didn't see anyone.
Zhao's mother understood: "Come in and have a meeting, are you planning to buy some?" Saying this, she made way for the shed, and did not forget to call out Qu Laoer to come out.
Waiting for Qu's second son to answer inside, Xiaohong quickly turned around and went to a small department store next to her to pretend to look.
The man said that the backlight should be turned on, so naturally he couldn't face each other.
Qu's second son also understood, so he hurried out, saw Mrs. Zhao Sisao's mother, and glanced around, not sure who to look at.
Zhao's mother came over and said quickly: "The one in the stall on the left is wearing a patterned jacket, black pants and black shoes."
Sisao Zhao's mother happily said, "The one with long hair."
With so many feature hints, Qu Laoer would be a fool if he couldn't find it, so he saw Xiaohong at a glance, but unfortunately he was a little disappointed.
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