Reborn In The ’80s to Raise Cubs

Cui Qingfeng, who was riding 28 bicycles and selling ice-cream ice cream, saw Xu Zhao in the shade of the tree. Xu Zhao was good-looking, good-looking and temperamental. He seemed to have a light on his body, which made him notice it involuntarily. Delighted, he stepped on the pedals of the bicycle hard, and the wheel turned faster, and stopped in front of Xu Zhao after a while.

Cui Qingfeng got off the bicycle with a face full of joy and asked, "Xu Zhao, what are you doing here?"

Xu Zhao said bluntly: "Wait for you."

"Wait for me?" Cui Qingfeng felt sweet, this was the first time Xu Zhao had waited for him.

"Well, how are the popsicles selling today?" Xu Zhao asked.

Cui Qingfeng said easily: "Sold out."

"So fast?"

Cui Qingfeng said with a smile: "This year's grain harvest is bumper, and the public grain harvest is very small. The big guy is very happy and willing to spend a little money."

"Then are you ready to go back to the county now?"

"Yeah." Cui Qingfeng nodded.

Xu Zhao took the initiative to ask, "Can I go to the county seat with you?"

"Are you going to see the popsicle factory?"

"Yes."

Cui Qingfeng couldn't hide the joy on his face. Finally, there was someone of his age who was willing to do a small business with him, and this person was Xu Zhao, and he wished it was Xu Zhao!

"Okay, I'll take you there, go now."

"And my son." Xu Zhao said.

Cui Qingfeng looked at Xu Fan, this child looks too much like Xu Zhao, very good-looking, but too thin and looks very small.

Xu Fan took Xu Zhao's hand, and his big watery eyes met Cui Qingfeng's scrutinizing gaze, and said, "Wherever my father goes, I will go there. You take my father away, and you have to take me too."

Cui Qingfeng: "..." Good at talking.

So Cui Qingfeng sat with Xu Fan on the front bar of the bicycle, and Xu Zhao sat in the back seat, holding a foam box containing popsicles in his arms, and the three of them arrived at the county town.

Although the county seat is not comparable to the county seat of the 21st century, it is much more lively than Nanwan Village. There are stalls selling vegetables, steamed buns, sickles and brooms on the roadside. There are many tricks. Xu Zhao and Xu Fan are curious. Look around.

Especially Xu Fan, when he entered the county for the first time, his face was tensed with excitement, his big watery eyes were rolling, and he was still looking around until he was about to reach the popsicle factory.

Xu Zhao was afraid that Xu Fan would be carried away, so when he got off the bicycle, he hugged Xu Fan in his arms.

Xu Fan especially likes to be hugged by Xu Zhao, but Xu Zhao didn't get close to him before and left him to his grandmother. He didn't have the chance to get close to Xu Zhao. After getting close, he found that his father was very good, and he couldn't help but put his arms around Xu Zhao's neck. , the small head is tilted on Xu Zhao's shoulder, a look of enjoyment.

Xu Zhao let Xu Fan hug him like this, and followed Cui Qingfeng to the popsicle factory. He thought the popsicle factory was a big one, but when he got to the popsicle factory, he found out that the entire popsicle factory had only one tiled room, and inside it was randomly placed sugar and saccharin. , pigments, glutinous rice, milk powder, as well as popsicle paper, popsicle sticks and so on, it really looks untidy, Xu Zhao watched silently.

When he came out of the popsicle factory, Xu Zhao asked, "Cui Qingfeng, did you get the goods from here?"

Cui Qingfeng asked inexplicably, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Xu Zhao tried his best to keep his tone free of disgust: "It's a bit messy."

"It's a little messy, but it's not dirty."

"But didn't you realize how easy they make popsicles?"

"It's not easy. I've tried it many times, and it's all so bad."

"You must have done something wrong."

"I didn't do it indiscriminately. I bought the tools seriously, but it was too unpalatable, so I stopped doing it."

Xu Zhao grasped the key and immediately asked, "Do you have tools?"

"Yes, I have."

Xu Zhao asked again: "Do you still have a refrigerator?"

"My house doesn't have it, but my uncle's house has it. I pulled my uncle's refrigerator to my house, and my house is powered on anyway."

Xu Zhao jokingly said, "Did your uncle owe you anything in his last life?"

Cui Qingfeng smiled and said, "I will honor my uncle in the future."

Xu Zhao turned and said, "Then why don't I go to your house and try it out?"

"Okay, but let me tell you first, my family is very poor."

"Is my family poor?"

"That's not true." Cui Qingfeng said sadly: "However, my father is sick in bed, and my uncle pays the medical expenses. Although my uncle won't let me pay it back, I still don't want my uncle to pay so much. ."

It's a helpless thing.

Xu Zhao stretched out his hand and patted Cui Qingfeng on the shoulder, which was considered comfort.

Cui Qingfeng smiled at Xu Zhao and said, "After a while, my dad will have an operation."

"It will be fine." Xu Zhao comforted.

Xu Zhao followed Cui Qingfeng to Cui Qingfeng's house, greeted Cui Qingfeng's father, and followed Cui Qingfeng to the kitchen. Cui Qingfeng brought the popsicle mold, sugar, saccharin, etc. to Xu Zhao.

Cui Qingfeng doesn't actually expect Xu Zhao to be able to make popsicles. Although Xu Zhao's operation is very good-looking and uses everything well, he invited Xu Zhao to come here because he wanted to make friends with Xu Zhao and help each other improve each other. Of course, if It would be better if Xu Zhao liked him.

Obviously, it's not possible, because Xu Zhao is so good-looking, how could he like him.

"It's almost there." Xu Zhao said.

Seeing the water-like popsicles of various colors in the popsicle mold, Cui Qingfeng asked, "Is this all right?"

Xu Zhao said: "Not yet, you need to put it in the refrigerator for two or three hours, then take it out and wrap it in popsicle paper to make a popsicle."

Cui Qingfeng said, "That's it?"

"that's all."

"So simple?"

"It's that simple, otherwise what do you think?"

Cui Qingfeng looked at the beautiful semi-finished product, he was suspicious, and finally said, "That's fine, I'll put it in the refrigerator, and we'll go out to eat."

"Eat? No, I have to go home."

"I invite you to dinner."

"I really don't have to go home and have something else to do."

"Then I'll take it to you."

"No, take care of your father at home, I can go home by myself, and it's not far away."

Xu Zhao insisted not to let Cui Qingfeng deliver it, and told him that the popsicles would take three or four hours. Then he left Cui Qingfeng's house with Xu Fan and walked on the broad road in the county town. Although it was already evening, it was still quite lively. Yes, there are several stalls selling steamed buns, tea eggs and bean curd at the intersection.

Xu Zhao looked at Xu Fan in his arms.

Xu Fan put his finger in his small mouth and stared intently at the steamed bun shop on the side of the road.

"Xu Fan." Xu Zhao shouted.

Xu Fan immediately consciously took his finger out of his mouth.

Xu Zhao smiled and asked, "Want to eat?"

Xu Fan nodded sharply.

"Then let's go eat."

"Dad, do you have any money?"

"some."

"Will it run out?"

"No, after eating buns, there is still a lot of money left."

Xu Zhao came to the booth with Xu Fan in his arms and bought a fritter for four cents, a tea egg for six cents, two meat buns for one cent, and two bowls of bean curd for two cents. It cost a total of thirty cents. For two cents, when the white and tender meat buns appeared in front of Xu Fan, Xu Fan's clear saliva flowed down his red mouth.

Xu Zhao: "..." Although it's a little embarrassing, it's still cute.

Xu Fan asked, "Dad, can I eat it?"

"Wait a while before eating, it's a little hot."

"Not hot."

Xu Zhao picked up the bun, put it to his mouth and blew it, and then handed it to Xu Fan.

Xu Fan took a bite of the bun in his little hand and couldn't stop, so he kept eating with his head down.

No matter it is Xu Zhao or Xu Fan, both of them have less oil and less food in their stomachs. They can't eat that much at once. They are so greasy, so they packed a fried dough stick and carried it in their pockets. Then the father and son walked towards Nanwan Village on foot. .

Xu Zhao took Xu Fan's little hand.

Xu Fan said happily, "Dad, the meat buns are so delicious, I'm full."

Xu Zhao smiled: "Well, when my father made money, he let you eat every day, and let you eat fat."

"Dad, I want to grow taller."

"Yes, grow taller."

"I'm taller than Dawa and Erwa. If they bully me again, I'll grab their arms and throw them out."

"You are so amazing."

"Well, I dreamed that I was so powerful that I knocked out the big baby and the second baby."

"..." It turned out to be a dream when he dreamed that he had become a superman and repaired his eldest brother and second brother, and Xu Zhao was ashamed.

After walking for about ten minutes, Xu Zhao took Xu Fan into his arms and walked towards Nanwan Village.

At this time, it was already dark, and when you looked over the endless wheat fields, you could see that the kerosene lamps had been lit in the nearby villages. The faint lights made the quiet night a little more hopeful.

"Dad." Xu Fan shouted.

"Ok."

"When do you make money?"

"Tomorrow."

"Can you make money tomorrow?"

"sure."

"dad."

"Ok."

"dad."

"what's up?"

"dad."

"It's over."

"dad."

"…"

Xu Zhao arrived at Nanwan Village in the sound of Xu Fan's "Dad". As soon as he arrived at the head of Nanwan Village, Xu Fan fell asleep in his arms. He had to protect Xu Fan's forehead and walked to the door of Xu's house. As a result, the door of Xu's house was bolted, so he had to pat the door. After a long time, someone inside responded, "Who is it?"

"I, Xu Zhao."

There was no sound inside again.

Xu Zhao continued to pat the door.

After a while, Xu Dawa ran over, opened the door, muttered a curse, turned and ran away.

Xu Zhao didn't have the same knowledge as him, so he carried Xu Fan into the thatched hut, went to the kitchen room to boil hot water, and was wiping Xu Fan's body when the door of the thatched hut was suddenly slapped, and the sound was a little... rapid.

Xu Fan was also awakened, and looked at Xu Zhao sleepily.

Xu Zhao touched Xu Fan's face and asked, "Who?"

"I."

"Cui Qingfeng."

"It's me." Cui Qingfeng's anxious voice came from outside the door: "Hurry up and open the door, hurry up!"

"What's wrong?" Xu Zhao wondered.