Reborn 1980: The Peasant Girl of Vanves

Chapter 11
Girl, this person loses when he gets angry. Liu Wenkui looked at Runyue with a smile, just like looking at his own daughter.

Runyue frowned slightly, feeling that the person in front of her didn't speak like an ordinary person, so she lost three points of anger.

Pointing to the price tag and saying, "I pay for food, mine is very precious."

"Ten yuan a catty, why don't you go to the bank." Liu Xiangxiang saw the price tag on the moon, with a look of disdain.

"I'm all about fate."

"It's just tomatoes, more precious than ginseng fruit?

What's the point of talking about fate when you sell something, just because the old man is easy to deceive! "Liu Xiangxiang folded her arms, and she was sure that Runyue was a profiteer.

Runyue squinted her eyes, and threw out a few words, "You don't have to buy it!

I want to sell this persimmon to someone who knows the goods. "

"You..." Liu Xiangxiang wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Liu Wenkui.

"Girl, it is fate that we met today. I want this persimmon. You can name it for me."

"Let's go, I won't sell it if I say I won't sell it. I want to sell this thing to those who need it. If it's for thanking me, then there's no need for it." Runyue still said resolutely.

Xiaomei, who was in the crowd, turned her lips to her ears, rolled her eyes and muttered in a low voice, "What are you pretending to do! If someone refuses to sell it, the donkey will kick her head!"

The third aunt saw that there were so many people around the stall, and it was almost noon, and the tomatoes had already been sunburned.

If these tomatoes are not sold today, and they can only be fed to pigs and ducks if they can't finish eating them, the loss will be huge.

There are too many people and they don't buy things, which delays the business, so the third aunt quietly pulled the moon, "Junyue, if he wants it, he should sell it, who is it?
People don't want to owe favors, so we don't have to hold them, and we can feel at ease in two ways. "

The onlookers also chattered, "This girl is real, you set the price of persimmons so high, who would dare to ask for it? Now some people buy it and don't sell it anymore."

"That's right, why don't you sell it here?"

"These persimmons look no different from ordinary tomatoes. If they're so expensive, why don't you hurry up and sell them, and let no one want them after they're wilted in the sun."

Leap Moon looked at the increasingly vicious sun in the sky.

The eldest sister who was frying fried dough sticks next to him was already impatient because the Renyue stall was surrounded by people and hindered him.

Her complexion was tanned black and red by the sun, like oil boiling in a pot, ready to boil and explode at any moment.

The third uncle on the side was sweating on his forehead, and the third aunt also took off the straw hat from his head and fanned his face.

Lean Yue frowned and stopped insisting, "Forget it, let's sell it to you!"

Liu Wenkui heard what Runyue said, as if he had received a pardon, he quickly squatted down and helped Runyue pick up the few catties of tomatoes into a convenience bag, weigh them, and pay.

Liu Xiangxiang, there are several baskets of tomatoes at [-] cents a catty in my grocery store, and I ran out to spend money to buy ten yuan a catty, and I had to beg others. Seeing this girl's face, I have to let people intercede……

If it weren't for the fact that there was a paper shell on the pile of tomatoes with the price marked on it, Liu Xiangxiang would have thought that the girl deliberately blackmailed people.

If it wasn't for the sake of the girl saving her father, she wouldn't be able to take advantage of her.

After Liu Wenkui finished measuring the tomatoes, he turned his head and saw two baskets beside him, and asked casually, "Are these yours too?"

The third aunt hurriedly replied, "Yes, but this one is not that expensive, it costs [-] cents a catty."

"They all grew in the same shed." Uncle San also added beside him.

Liu Wenkui looked at Liu Xiangxiang, "Don't you sell them too?

Wherever you come in, you can buy it all. "

Liu Xiangxiang "..."

Dad's words are the imperial decree, even if the price is high, you have to accept it. Fortunately, there are not many, just two baskets.

After measuring the two baskets of tomatoes, the third uncle helped Liu Xiangxiang deliver them to her supermarket.

After returning from the trip, Liu Wenkui already knew from his third uncle that several people belonged to Qingniu Village.

There is a vegetable greenhouse at home, and he also knows a general idea about the leap month.

Watching the back of the third uncle riding a tricycle to the market to find his wife and Leanyue.

With his hands behind his back, Liu Wenkui said to his daughter and son-in-law solemnly, "That person named Runyue is not an ordinary person. If you encounter difficulties with her in the future, you must help her. There is no harm."

Liu Xiangxiang frowned. Before his father retired, he was in the officialdom. He was always good at judging people, but this time...

It is probably because he is old and his eyesight is dim. "It's just a country girl with such a bad temper. How can it be unusual?"

Liu Xiangxiang said disdainfully.

"What do you know? People with great ability have a temper!" Liu Wenkui obviously didn't want to talk to his daughter.

Turn around and leave.

Chen Gang hurriedly took the high-priced tomatoes bought by the old man and followed them, his mouth was as sweet as honey, "Dad, take this persimmon, don't be as knowledgeable as Xiangxiang, the Li's vegetable and fruit store has opened in the town, and the business competition is fierce." , Xiangxiang is not in a good mood..."

Before he finished speaking, the walkie-talkie in Chen Gang's hand rang, "Report to the director, report to the director, the villagers of Mopanling had a fight because of the land boundary, we have to go there."

Liu Wenkui took the tomatoes and signaled Chen Gang to get down to business.

"Dad, I won't send you back. If you can't carry it, just take a rest. I have to send someone over to have a look."

Liu Wenkui didn't speak, took the tomato from Chen Gang, and went home.

After arriving home, Liu Wenkui took the bag of tomatoes to the kitchen, went into the study to read, and forgot about it.

Xiaomei, who was in the crowd, saw that Leanyue's tomatoes were sold for ten yuan a catty.

Remembering what she said to Leanyue in the morning, she slipped out of the crowd with her son and ran away.

The crowd dispersed.

Runyue helped the third uncle and the third aunt pack their things, and the third uncle still remembered his promise, "Honey, the persimmons sold for a good price today, and we will go to the restaurant later."

"Middle, please get in the car quickly, we will go home after we get out of the restaurant." While speaking, the third aunt had already turned the tricycle around.

The third uncle and the third aunt usually live frugally in order to provide for their daughter to go to college, and they don’t even want to fry vegetables.

Today, I have to take myself out of the restaurant, and treat myself better than that heartless brother.

Runyue's nose was sore, and she hurriedly said, "Forget it, I have always loved the hand-rolled noodles made by my third aunt, so let's go back and eat."

"It's settled..." Third Uncle had something else to say.

Leanyue stepped into the car, sat on the tricycle and said firmly, "The food outside is not as delicious as the third aunt's cooking."

The third uncle and the third aunt looked at each other, what delicious food hadn't been eaten outside before Lean Yue?
What she said may be true.

"Then go home!" Uncle San rode on a borrowed bicycle and led the way.

Several people were very happy because the tomatoes sold for a good price.

Talking and laughing all the way to the halfway, I saw a few motorcycles parked on the road ahead.

Six or seven social youths, with cigarettes in their mouths, were leaning on a motorcycle parked in the middle of the road.

Seeing Lean Yue and the others approaching, one of the men stretched out his arm, "Stop!"

Lean Yue looked at the man, and it was the scum who collected taxes at the market in the morning.

"It's broken!" Runyue muttered, jumping off Third Aunt's tricycle.

(End of this chapter)