72. The representative of trouble

After having dinner at Zuo's house at noon, she accompanied the old lady to burn the carton for a while. Wang Qian got on the car back home again. In the past few days, she went in and out, and even the flight attendant knew the little girl who often took the car. Seeing that she got on the car with others, she nodded to her with Aunt Xie, she knows that it will be more convenient to take the bus after getting along well with the flight attendant. So the thank you was particularly sweet.

The flight attendant was also a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. When she saw the lovely child, she also liked it. She smiled and nodded at her and arranged Wang Qian to the seat near her. When there was nothing to do on the road, the two of them could chat. Wang Qian made her feel like a child at all, so she also regarded Wang Qian Being treated by her peers, the two of them chatted more and more and more speculatively along the way. Until she got out of the car, the flight attendant waved to her.

Looking at the distant car, she couldn't help sighing. In the special era, simple people, the conversation between people does not need too much defense. It's like there are many liars and abducts in later generations, and no information can be leaked.

How much money was sold today? She didn't even know it herself. She only knew that it should be a lot. When she came home, she unexpectedly found that Zhang Lan had come back.

"Mom, why did you come back so early?"

But when she saw the bloody trousers in her mother's hand, she knew what had happened. Her mother's menstrual trousers were stained.

Thinking of the money in the space, she took Zhang Lan's hand happily. "Mom, come and help me count how much money I made today."

After that, he took out all the money put in the space. There were two cents and five cents, ten cents and twenty cents were the most, and the large denomination was relatively small. Zhang Lan looked at the change of the kang and his eyes were straight, and he should have earned more this time than last time.

It happened that they didn't go to work. The two of them sat on the kang and began to count them carefully. When they were summarized, the numbers surprised both of them. Today, Wang Qian actually sold thirty-five or four, which was far beyond the expectations of the two people.

"Mom, I'll just go to my grandma's house every now and then, so that our family's famine will soon be returned."

Wang Qian said it very seriously. Zhang Lan was very excited to take her daughter and held her little body tightly in her arms. "Silly child, you will be very tired if you do that. And your parents, you can go to the city every few days. In that case, you can rest at home more. Besides, it's always not easy for you to

Wang Qian accidentally caught a glimpse of something on the kang in her mother's arms and picked it up curiously, "Mom, what is this?"

Zhang Lan was a little hesitant and replied, "This is something used by women, and you will know it in the future. When you grow up and have menstruation every month, you have to use this."

Of course, Wang Qian knew about menstruation. The problem was that the grass and wood ash was actually contained in the cloth pocket, and she suddenly felt sad. Since they came to this house, they have never bought fingers and papyrus. They all use tree sticks or stalks. When they first came here, they were really not used to it, but it was the same for a long time.

But she has really heard from her grandmother before that it's troublesome to change that thing back and forth. Her mother has to work, and it's really inconvenient to bring those things in her pocket.

Looking up at Zhang Lan's eyes flashed, "Mom, Hongmei's mother told us such a thing. Why don't you buy some toilet paper for you? Your daughter can still afford it. Even if we save money, we don't care about those rolls of toilet paper." She knows that there are no sanitary She will directly suggest buying sanitary napkins to use.

Zhang Lan didn't expect that Hongmei's mother would even nudge the child about this matter. Isn't it too early? No wonder the child is so precocious. It seems that it has a lot to do with that woman. Now she doesn't know whether to thank Hongmei's mother or blame her. The naive child in her .

"That mother is used to it. When you grow up, I will buy you toilet paper."

Wang Qian heard that her mother was still reluctant to buy it. She thought that she would go back to the department store in the city to buy it later, and then her mother would have to use it when she bought it.

"Mom, I'll wash your pants for you. You lie on the kang." Wang Qian rushed to work. Zhang Lan didn't want to do it. The child has been tired all day and has made so much money back. She can't be exhausted.

"No, mom can do it by herself." Zhang Lan grabbed a handful of grass and wood ash and put it in the basin, and took the basin to the river to wash clothes. Wang Qian didn't expect that their family was not willing to use soap to wash clothes. It was really hard enough. She secretly made up her mind to make more money, at least let her mother use soap as soon as possible.

She followed when she had nothing to do. The land in the space should be watered. She had to get some water to come in.

When she arrived at the reservoir, she collected the water and used her mental power to control the water to wet every piece of land in the space evenly. At the same time, she controlled the following fish and sent them to the tank. Fortunately, the fish were sent to where they should go, but because it took too much energy, she sat under the willow tree by While resting, I smell the fragrance of the fruit trees floating on the mountain.

It can be seen from afar to break the small shed where their family once lived. At this time, Wang Qian was also full of emotions. In just a few months, so many things happened.

The figure at the door immediately attracted her attention. Isn't that person her aunt? At this time, I guess there must be nothing good. Wang Mei left her the impression that this person is the representative of trouble.

She hates this woman now. When she sees Wang Mei's face, she feels a little sorry for her eyes.

After she recovered a little, she slowly followed the river embankment to Zhang Lan to see if she could pick something in the grass.

Sure enough, a goose egg was found in a bush. After collecting the goose egg, it was not found. Zhang Lan's clothes were also washed.

"Mom, I just picked up a goose egg."

Zhang Lan looked at her daughter's giggle and said with a smile, "You girl, you can pick up goose eggs in a while. It's almost time to catch up with the golden finger. When you go home, your mother will pickle it, and we will eat pickled goose eggs in the future."

The two of them walked slowly back along the edge of the rice field and saw their neighbors in the front yard standing on the street and nagging, "Third aunt, I'm going to wash my clothes."

Because Wang Zhenhe's generation is relatively large, although the sister-in-law in the front yard is one year older than Zhang Lan, she still has to call her third aunt, and Wang Qian and others call her sister-in-law.

"Yes, I just finished washing it. Zhao Xia, don't you cook?"

Zhao Xia said happily, "It's all done. It's not waiting for their masters to come back."

Wang Qian knew that the conditions of this neighbor were similar to their family's, and they were quite poor, and they were not the intention of their mother-in-law, so Zhang Lan and Zhao Xia could chat. Both of them were in the same situation, and they were poor and could not be poor, so there was no such thing as anyone laughing at anyone.

After chatting with Zhao Xia for a while, Zhang Lan took her daughter home to cook. "Mom. Let's stew fish tonight. I just collected some fish in the reservoir to add some nutrition to the eldest brother. There are still some shrimps left in the space. Let's cook them together and improve them. Oh, by the way, mom, I think the dishes in the space are almost ready. Do you want to make some tonight?

Of course, Zhang Lan doesn't mind adding dishes to the children. It's just that she hasn't entered the space for a few days, and the dishes in it are ready so quickly. It's a little beyond her expectation. "Akay, you send me in."

Wang Qian and her mother entered the space. Zhang Lan saw that the wheat in the field had grown very high and was about to be eared. She was suddenly happy. Then she looked at the bracts. It grew much taller than the one planted in the production team. It is estimated that it should be a stick in a while.

Looking at the smile on her mother's face, Wang Qian also felt [excited] in her heart. Finally, she saw the hope. "Good boy, mother doesn't have to worry in the future. When my mother comes in at night to hoe the weeds. There are weed seeds in the soil you collect. You can see that

Look at the small vegetable that is really ripe. He pulled out a handful of small spinach and began to cook. Wang Qian helped pull the wind box to burn the fire.

Mingcheng and the three of them came back together. Each of them still held some dead branches in their arms, and Wang Xuan also had a handful of wild vegetables to feed chickens in her hand.

When Mingyuan entered the yard, he smelled the fragrance from the house. He put the firewood into the building and ran home. "Mom, what are you doing so fragrant?"

Wang Qian looked at Mingyuan's appearance and estimated that the child was hungry. "Brother, the meal is about to be ready. Mom will stew fish for us today. Isn't it delicious?"

Mingyuan looked at his little sister and nodded, "It's fragrant, it's so fragrant, mom, you're so kind." Mingyuan heard that there was delicious food, and began to sweeten his mouth again.

Zhang Lan patted her youngest son's buttocks and said, "Little thing, go and wash your hands. When your father comes back, we will have dinner. If you are hungry, gnaw some shrimps first.

"Mom, you can smell our fragrance when you enter the yard." Wang Xuan looked at her little nose and smelled, "Well, it's good to stew fish tonight."

Wang Xuan nodded and took her younger brother to wash his hands. Zhang Lan looked at the expressions of several children, and her face also showed the gentleness unique to her mother.

But when the meal was ready, Wang Zhenhe still didn't come back. Wang Qian remembered one thing, "Mom, when I was by the reservoir, I seemed to see my aunt coming back. Dad didn't go to the milkman's house, did he?"

When Zhang Lan heard this, she also began to think, "What's the matter with your aunt coming here at this time?"

Wang Qian shook her head, and she couldn't guess. Ming Yuan said, "Mom, there must be no good thing when my aunt comes. I'll go to my uncle's house to have a look. If my uncle doesn't come back, it must be nothing good."

After saying that, she spread out her calves and ran to her uncle's house. Wang Juan also cooked a meal and waited for the man to come back at home. When she saw Mingyuan coming to ask, she knew that it was her mother-in-in-law's family again.

"Mingyuan, go back and tell your mother first, and the aunt will come back to them."