Reborn In The ’80s to Raise Cubs

Xu Zhao insists on not accepting gloves, I'm really sorry, the Cui family is so kind to him, it's really kind, but he can't eat and take it without any scruples because the Cui family is good, it's too unkind and too rude. Shameless, so whatever you say is not acceptable, that is, not acceptable.

Seeing Xu Zhao's thoughts, Cui Dingchen smiled helplessly, and no longer insisted: "Okay, next time you ride a bicycle, don't forget to wear gloves."

Xu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay."

Only then did Cui Dingchen say, "Let's go then."

Xu Zhao stood still, as if afraid that Cui Dingchen would not believe it, and emphasized again: "Thank you so much for today, uncle, I will return the money to you as soon as possible."

Always so polite, Cui Dingchen smiled and nodded: "Well, grow vegetables well."

Xu Zhao nodded heavily: "I will."

"Come on, you can call me anytime if you have any questions." Cui Dingchen reached out and patted Xu Zhao's shoulder to show encouragement.

Xu Zhao smiled clear: "Okay, uncle, I'm leaving."

"be careful on the road."

"Well, bye uncle."

Xu Zhao stepped onto the bicycle with long legs and carried Xu Fan away.

Cui Dingchen stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked at Xu Zhao's back. He didn't turn around until he couldn't see it, and then went back to the main room. Dress up.

Then he got into the black car, drove out of the house, and followed Xu Zhao and Xu Fan in the distance, driving at the speed of a tortoise, with all kinds of thoughts lingering in his heart, about Xu Zhao, about Xu Fan, and about himself.

Then, as if he had figured it out, the whole person looked much more relaxed, the corners of his mouth raised a nice arc, and he watched Xu Zhao and Xu Fan turn into the East Street vegetable market with gentle eyes, thinking in his heart to quickly deal with the things in his hands , and then immediately returned to the county seat, only then did he reluctantly step on the accelerator and drive away from East Street, which happened to be seen by Xu Fan.

Xu Fan immediately shouted, "Dad, look! Big car!"

Xu Zhao looked back and found nothing. He probably ran away. He slightly lowered his head to look at Xu Fan, who was still in bed with a cute face, and asked warmly, "Sanwazi, are you awake?"

"I woke up wow." Xu Fan finally became lively.

"Just wake up." Xu Zhao said with a smile on his face: "Don't sleep, you can't sleep at night, I won't accompany you crazy."

Xu Fan looked at Xu Zhao with watery eyes and said, "Dad, I'm awake, I'm awake, I'm selling vegetables!"

"...No vegetables are sold today."

"Why?" Xu Fan asked, tilting his head.

"Because I want to buy you shoes, I bought shoes, and I will sell vegetables tomorrow."

"Shoes." Children always like to repeat the words of adults.

"Yes, I'll buy you new shoes, look at your shoes are almost worn out."

"I, I, I want good-looking shoes! I wear good-looking shoes."

"Row!"

Xu Zhao smiled and patted Xu Fan's little head, and brought Xu Fan to the shoe store. Xu Fan took a fancy to a pair of shoes. After trying them on, he was unwilling to take them off, so Xu Zhao had to buy them.

Sitting on the front bar of the bicycle, Xu Fan was very happy, his short legs were shaking, and he felt that he was unique in the world. The first thing he did when he returned to Nanwan Village was to ask Xu Zhao to park in front of Dazhuang's house and put him on the road. Put it down, and then he ran to Da Zhuang, stretched out his little feet, and said, "Da Zhuang, I have new shoes, Da Zhuang, look!"

"It's beautiful," said Dazhuang.

"Well, look good! My dad bought it!"

Dazhuang said enviously, "Sanwazi, dress me up."

Xu Fan immediately said, "No."

"Give me some clothes."

"No."

"My Lei Feng hat is on you."

"I, I, I also feed peanuts."

"..."

The two little guys chatted again.

Xu Zhao glanced at Dazhuang's little cloth shoes, and then confessed to the two little guys, "Don't fight, don't run around", and pushed the bicycle home. Later, at the vegetable greenhouse, Xu's father, Xu's mother, and Dazhuang's father were giving vegetables Shi Nongjia fertilizer, seeing Xu Zhao appear, all came over to ask about the phone.

Xu Zhao said, "It's done."

Mother Xu asked with concern, "How much?"

Xu Zhao replied, "2,600 yuan."

2,600 yuan, although I knew in advance that it would cost about 3,000 yuan to install a phone, but hearing the 2,600 yuan from Xu Zhao's mouth again, Xu mother was shocked and asked, "It's all Borrow from Uncle Cui's?"

Xu Zhao nodded.

Mother Xu couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked, "Why is Uncle Cui so rich?"

Xu Zhao smiled and said, "He runs a transportation company, and he manages 100 people. Of course he has money."

"What do you mean by a transportation company?" Mother Xu didn't understand.

Xu Zhao thought about it and said, "It's just to pull the goods."

"You can make so much money by pulling goods."

"The company is relatively large."

Mother Xu was horrified. She couldn't figure out how a person who pulled goods could make so much money. However, she didn't think about it, and Mother Xu continued to fertilize vegetables.

It happened that Xu Zhao also joined them. The four of them worked together until the evening, and finally finished their work. After closing the door of the greenhouse, the four returned to Xu's house together and discussed the growth of vegetables in recent days.

Xu Zhao took out a small notebook very professionally, and asked Xu's father, Xu's mother, Dazhuang's father about the next vegetable situation, and then recorded them one by one. After the discussion, Xu's father and Xu's mother went to cook on the fire, and Xu Zhao took it out of his pocket. Fifteen dollars to Dad Zhuang.

Dad Dazhuang was taken aback and asked, "Xu Zhao, what is this for?"

Xu Zhao said, "Wages."

"Why so much salary?"

"You are tired enough these days." Xu Zhao said with a smile: "And fifteen dollars is not much. It's fifteen now. In the future, with the regularization of greenhouse vegetables, your wages will also increase, so you don't need it yet. dislike."

"I don't dislike it, and I don't want it either."

"Why not?" Xu Zhao asked.

Dad Dazhuang said directly: "I haven't done anything, I can't take this money."

"Isn't it all your job to build sheds, plow fields, grow vegetables, and fertilize?"

"How can this be considered money?" Dad Zhuang asked.

Usually in the village, you help me plough the land, and I help you pick up the dung, but I have never counted the money, it is all explained by saying "tired", but when it comes to Xu Zhao's place, it is different, Xu Zhao said seriously: "Li Brother, this is what we do, and we need to pay for this, so take it."

"I won't take it." Dazhuang's father was a little squeamish.

Xu Zhao said sternly: "Brother Li, my brother will settle the account, if you don't take this money, I won't ask you to work in the future!"

Dazhuang Dad is sorry.

Xu Zhao shoved fifteen dollars into Dazhuang's father's hand and said, "Take it, you deserve it, buy a pair of shoes for Dazhuang, I just saw that the shoes under Dazhuang's feet were showing their toes, so It's a cold day, what should I do if it freezes?"

Does Xu Zhao know that Dazhuang's shoes are broken? Dad Dazhuang bowed his head in shame, grateful to Xu Zhao in his heart, and when he got home, he gave fifteen yuan to Mama Dazhuang.

Da Zhuang's mother was startled and asked, "Where did you get so much money?"

"Xu Zhao gave it." Dad Dazhuang said.

"Why did he give so much money?"

"Wages."

"That much money?"

"Ok."

"That's too much."

"Take it, let's do more work for Xu Zhao in the future."

Dad Dazhuang squatted in the corner and was silent. In fact, he really didn't think he was helping Xu Zhao. Take the last Mid-Autumn Festival fight as an example, but also caused chaos for Xu Zhao because of his injury, although the second child of Xu family gave Xu Zhao the money in the end Zhao, but Xu Zhao really took good care of him. Now he even noticed that Dazhuang's shoes were broken. Dazhuang's father, who has always been carefree, was really moved, and secretly made up his mind to follow Xu Zhao and help Xu Zhao make a fortune!

Make a fortune!

Xu Zhao, who is separated by a wall, is also thinking of making a fortune. He uses more than half of his small notebook for writing and painting. Although the writing is a bit ugly, it clearly records the growth of crops. Various precautions and what to do next.

It's getting colder and colder, and it will be snowing soon. It's time to make some money first. Xu Zhao is sitting on the table in the main room, writing a summary of the plan with a kerosene lamp.

At this time, Xu Fan ran over from the kitchen and shouted loudly, "Dad! Daddy!"

Xu Zhao looked at Xu Fan.

Xu Fan held the table leg with one small hand, stabilized his body, raised his calf to show Xu Zhao his shoes, and said, "Dad, my shoes are dirty."

Sure enough, there is a piece of mud on a brand-new shoe, but isn't it just a piece of mud? I used to have mud on my face, and I didn't care about it like that.

Xu Zhao nodded and said, "Well, I saw it."

"Dirty." Xu Fan said in a milky voice, "You brush me."

"Don't brush." ​​Xu Zhao said.

"Why?"

"It's just a little bit, it's fine." After two days, at most two days, the brand-new shoes may be dirty. Besides, the village is full of mud and dirt, and no one's shoes will stick to it. Mud or something.

But Xu Fan insisted: "There is something."

Xu Zhao asked, "What's the matter?"

"It, it doesn't look good, and I, I don't look good either."

If the shoes are not good-looking, he is not good-looking? This appreciation ability is really advanced.

Xu Zhao smiled and said, "Who said that, the shoes are good-looking, and you are also good-looking. They all look good."

Xu Fan's face tensed, and he said, "It doesn't look good."

Xu Zhao replied, "It's beautiful."

"It doesn't look good."

"Then you can brush it yourself, Dad is busy."

"I'll do it myself!" Xu Fan dropped such a sentence and left.

Xu Zhao continued to read books related to crops, and while he was looking at it, he suddenly couldn't hear Xu Fan's chattering voice. Xu Zhao turned his head suspiciously, only to see Xu Fan at the door of the kitchen, using the kerosene lamp in the kitchen. He pouted his little butt, and Xiaorou held a small wooden stick in his hand, dipped it in the water in the porcelain basin, rubbed the little shoe, dipped it in the water, and rubbed the little shoe again.

Tired babble.

Xu Zhao sweated, was he really brushing his shoes?

Xu Zhao couldn't help shouting, "Xu Fan."

Xu Fan pouted his **** and responded, "Dad."

"What are you doing?" Xu Zhaoming asked.

"I, I am brushing my shoes."

"Brush your shoes, push your **** so high, be careful that your center of gravity is unsteady, and you fall—"

Xu Zhao didn't speak his words, and with a "thump", his chubby little body slanted onto the porcelain basin.