Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Chapter 3 Buy Buy Buy

It was only then that Ling Yue remembered that this man didn't smoke, drink or play cards. He was all focused on his work, and he didn't care about other things at all.

She left 30 yuan and gave him seven or six yuan in change: "How can a man do without two yuan? Borrow and keep a few bucks on you for emergencies."

Wang Zhaoyang was stunned.

The money that was handed over to her, she still wants to give it to herself?

This is not her style!
Ling Yue put the rest of the money into his trouser pocket and said, "By the way, where is there a mat?"

Ling Yue is really powerless to complain about the current situation of this family.

It's fine if you don't clean it up. On such a hot day, there are quilts and sheets on the bed. She doesn't know how they survived this summer.

Wang Zhaoyang said: "There are some for sale at the vegetable market. If you think it's too hot, I'll go there after get off work."

"No, I'll go buy it, you're quite tired after working all day."

Wang Zhaoyang looked at her in disbelief.

After so many years of marriage, the children are all five or six years old. This is the first time I heard her talk about hot and cold.

His whole heart is warm.

After dinner, Ling Yue didn't let Tongtong go downstairs to play, and took her to the "vegetable market" that Wang Zhaoyang said.

It is said to be a vegetable market, but it is actually a road market, but although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.

Not only vegetables are sold here, but daily necessities are also sold here.

Such as vegetable baskets, dustpans, brooms, etc. The common brooms are sorghum brooms and bamboo brooms. Occasionally, you can see a few brooms made of broom grass, but the price is much more expensive than sorghum brooms and bamboo brooms.

In addition, the figure of the bamboo mat is naturally indispensable.

It's just that the workmanship of bamboo mats at this time is relatively rough, and there is no "mahjong bamboo mat" in later generations, but as long as there are bamboo mats, Ling Yue is satisfied.

She bought a mat and two brooms.

These are desperately needed necessities at home and cannot be spared.

I also found two beautiful floral dresses for Tongtong at the street stall, and Tongtong was so happy that she wanted to change them on the spot.

Walking around in the market, Ling Yue spent more than 15 yuan.

Seeing that the salary he just got was spent by nearly half of it just by going around outside, Ling Yue frowned.

It seems that no matter what era it is, money is easy to spend and hard to earn, but it is not known whether the original owner has foreign debts.

If there are foreign debts, then this month's life will be difficult.

Ling Yue dragged Tongtong back home.

As soon as she got home, Tongtong yelled to change clothes.

Ling Yue scratched her little nose: "Good boy, change it after you take a shower, okay?"

With bright eyes, Tongtong nodded hurriedly: "Okay."

After Wang Zhaoyang came back from get off work, his eyes lit up when he saw Tongtong wearing a pale pink floral dress.

He shouted cheerfully: "Tongtong, did mom buy you new clothes?"

Tongtong heard the voice and ran towards him: "Father!"

Seeing the new look of Tongtong, Wang Zhaoyang couldn't hold back and took a sip on her little face: "Tongtong is so beautiful in this dress!"

Tongtong giggled happily in his arms.

Hearing the conversation between the two father and daughter, Ling Yue, who was cooking on the balcony, stretched out his head and shouted downstairs: "Tongtong, come up for dinner with Dad soon."

When Wang Zhaoyang saw the stir-fried pork with green peppers on the dining table, he said, "Tongtong, look, mom made you your favorite fried pork with green peppers."

Tongtong patted her belly proudly: "Dad, I promised Mom that I must eat three bowls of rice today!"

Wang Zhaoyang laughed: "Oh, really?"

Meat rarely appears on Wang's table, the main reason being that the original owner was reluctant.

She is reluctant to eat and wear, but there is not much money left every month.

Tongtong really did what she said, she really ate three bowls of rice.

Ling Yue also knows that in this era, there is little oil and water, and many people eat a lot, but no matter how much they eat, there are not many fat people.

"Zhaoyang," Ling Yue said to Wang Zhaoyang after dinner, "Tongtong ate too much, I'll take Tongtong out for a walk."

"Walking?" Wang Zhaoyang raised his eyebrows, "This black light is blind, don't go too far, just walk in the yard."

Ling Yue shook her head and explained: "I'm spending a lot of money today. I heard from Sister Li that there is a night market at night. I want to go and see it."

Wang Zhaoyang frowned. Hearing what she meant, she was going to spend the wages that were only paid today?

"How much money do you have?"

Ling Yue began to settle the accounts: "The bamboo mat is 5 yuan, two brooms are 2 yuan and 4 cents, and I bought two clothes for Tongtong, which cost 8 yuan. There are also some odds and ends, and there are also two or three yuan."

As she said that, she felt a little guilty: "Don't blame me for spending too much. The things I bought are all urgently needed at home. Look at the back of Tongtong's neck and forehead, there are prickly heat, it can't be done without a mat! "

Tongtong's body was covered with prickly heat, Wang Zhaoyang knew it.

Ling Xiaoyue is lazy, and the heavy responsibility of bathing Tongtong has been falling on him.

Originally, he thought that Ling Yue had spent the money indiscriminately, but when he heard the number she reported, he realized that he had wronged her.

These things should have been bought a long time ago, but she didn't listen to any advice before, and she likes to manage the money. Sometimes she would not take a few dollars from her, and she would not live or die. For this reason, the two had a lot of bickering .

"It's okay. Let's save some flowers this month. If it's not enough, I'll borrow some more."

Ling Yue pursed her lips, "I want to discuss something with you. If I set up a stall in the night market to do some small business, do you think it's okay?"

"You want to do business?" Wang Zhaoyang looked at her in astonishment.

Others don't know Ling Yue, but he still does.

She doesn't know a single word, let alone doing business, I'm afraid she can't even figure it out.

And she's lazy, if it wasn't for Tongtong, he would have thought of divorce.

Ling Yue brushed the bowls and chopsticks: "Yes, I want to find something to do for myself. I can't just sit and eat at home all day long. As for life, even if you don't plan carefully, you have to save money. Multiple incomes are guaranteed, right?"

"Besides, Tongtong is more than five years old, and she will go to school in two years at most, and it will be another expense at that time."

Wang Zhaoyang was silent for a moment, Ling Yue's words reached his heart.

He said slowly: "It's good that you have this idea, but we didn't have any savings before, this business..."

How can you do business without money?

Ling Yue ignored his words directly, and she stared at him with bright eyes: "Then you mean you agree?"

She washed the dishes quickly, pushed Wang Zhaoyang and went out: "Let's go, let's take me for a stroll."

"Wait, wait, I'll take the key first."

Ling Yue had never been to a night market in the 80s, and she seemed even more novel about this than Tong Tong.

(End of this chapter)