Rebirth of the 80s

Chapter 36 [No.039] A Ham Porter for One Dollar

What do students in the 90s look forward to most during the winter vacation, as long as it is not Wang Xiaoer, of course it is the Chinese New Year, because they will get lucky money during the Chinese New Year.

Xie Wenjun was annoyed when he mentioned money, why?Because of lack of money!Xie Wenjun, whose daily net income from convenience stores and computer rooms is equivalent to several years’ wages of ordinary workers, shouted that he was short of money. If he dared to go out on the street and say so, nine out of ten people would come and beat him, and one would shout Cheer.

Xie Wenjun, who wants to speed up his development, is really short of money at present. Xie Wenjun has to pay off the 30 interest-free loan he borrowed to open the computer room. This is what he had agreed with Zeng Hongzhang at the beginning. Because the current scale of the office is too small and the profit is too small, it is more than enough to squander, but if you want to use it for development, you have to save it for a while.

The development is slow, and Xie Wenjun, who is eager for success, is frowning all day long.

"Go faster, don't dawdle, how can you be like this during the New Year's Eve, you have to show some energy to look good." Cao Yunfang was extremely dissatisfied when she saw her son walking behind lazily with a bitter face.

Xie Wenjun told Zheng Gang and Li Qiang to disregard the forest fire safety instructions made by the firefighters' uncles last night, and go to the foot of the West Mountain to blow up a firecracker all night. They didn't go home until 94 o'clock in the morning, and they were nagged and scolded by Cao Yunfang until 29 o'clock. Zhong Cai was able to go to bed to sleep. He wanted to take advantage of today's New Year's Eve (the Chinese New Year is the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month in [-]) to sleep until the afternoon before getting up, but Cao Yunfang hurried back from the work at noon, holding the panda eyes Xie Wenjun Last year's shopping street came, and Cao Yunfang had to go back to work in the afternoon, and called her son to come with her. After shopping, he could go to grandpa's house first.

The New Year’s Shopping Street starts from the 21st of the twelfth lunar month until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month of the following year. There are all kinds of New Year’s goods on the street, not only food and entertainment, but also a variety of rich festival activities, singing, playing, etc. Acrobatics, dragon and lion dancers... Xie Wenjun was dazzled and overwhelmed, walking slower and slower.

"you……"

Seeing Cao Yunfang's eyes widen again, Xie Wenjun hurriedly followed: "Let's go, let's go, mom, don't worry, how can you be like this when it's Chinese New Year, don't be angry."

"I have to go to work in the afternoon, so hurry up." If Xie Wenjun hadn't grown up now, Cao Yunfang really wanted to carry him away.

Cao Yunfang bought all the necessities for the new year, and piled them all up in front of Xie Wenjun: "I'm going to work, you first mention grandpa's house, let grandma soak mushrooms in water, cut ham into smaller pieces, steam eight-treasure rice first, rice cakes, etc. I'll cook again when I come back..."

After listening to Cao Yunfang's series of confessions, Xie Wenjun's head suddenly became dizzy: "Mom, you think my surname is 'Dong'."

"What's wrong?"

"Dongfeng brand big truck," Xie Wenjun couldn't laugh or cry, "I can't carry so many things."

"You are as lazy as your father, you can carry the ham on your shoulders and the handle of the plastic bag, or else... take a taxi," Cao Yunfang thought for a while, "Do you have any money?"

"Yes, but..."

"Don't let it go, that's it, I'm too late, go first, be careful." Cao Yunfang interrupted Xie Wenjun and hurried away.

Xie Laicong, who was as lazy as his father, stood blankly for more than ten minutes. He really didn't know how to keep the balance of the ham on his shoulder while holding the plastic bag in both hands. Besides, the ham was too heavy for him to carry it. Don't move, the difficulty factor of the task assigned by my mother is too high.

Cao Yunfang got dizzy from rushing to work, and forgot to help Xie Wenjun lift his things to the door so that he could take a taxi.

"Little brother, how do you sell this ham?" A middle-aged couple came over and asked. They thought that Xie Wenjun was selling ham here. stall, so put a ham or a chicken in front of him like Xie Wenjun.

"Uh... Thirty." It's boring to stand still, so it's better to ask a price. The price of this ham is thirty, and Xie Wenjun didn't ask for more.

The middle-aged woman began to bargain: "Hey, the one next to it also sells for [-], and you can choose it. You just sell it for [-], less."

"29 yuan and eight." The bored Xie Wenjun continued to joke with the middle-aged woman.

"It's only 29 cents, is it interesting? Come on, I won't tell you any more, I'll take it for [-] yuan." The middle-aged woman took out the money and stuffed it into Xie Wenjun's hand before Xie Wenjun could speak.

It's not interesting to make two cents, but is it interesting to let fifty cents?Xie Wenjun was secretly amused, and suddenly had an idea: "Auntie, did you leave after buying the ham?"

The middle-aged man interrupted: "Yes, the only difference is that I haven't bought the ham, and I have to go home and cook the New Year's Eve dinner."

"Okay then, twenty-nine five."

Xie Wenjun collected the money and quietly followed the middle-aged couple. When he arrived at the intersection of New Year's Goods Street, he suddenly ran over to stop the two of them: "Sorry uncle and aunt, I forgot just now that my mother told me that the last ham cannot be sold. Keep it for yourself to eat, you see..."

The woman hurriedly blocked the man carrying the ham, as if she was afraid of being snatched away by Xie Wenjun: "I can't regret it if I sell it."

"Well, I'll pay 30 yuan to buy it back."

"Three...uh..." The middle-aged woman thought it would cost thirty to buy another ham, "No, no, no."

"30 yuan and fifty cents, if it doesn't work, I'll leave." Xie Wenjun pretended to leave after speaking.

"Wait, take it." After finishing speaking, the woman was about to take the ham off the man's shoulder.

The man looked helpless: "I'm still rushing home to cook the New Year's Eve dinner, please stop messing around."

"You stupid thing," the woman poked the man's head, afraid of being heard by Xie Wenjun, and whispered, "This is only for him, we can buy it in the past, and we can earn fifty cents."

The man sighed, put the ham on the ground, turned around and walked towards the new year's shopping street. The woman smiled and took the 30 yuan and [-] cents and chased the man.

Wouldn't that just carry the ham out? It's only one yuan, which is a good deal. Xie Wenjun hummed a little song and took a taxi to Grandpa's house.

Gifts were not accepted during festivals in previous years, but this year it is impossible. For the Cao family, today is not only New Year’s Eve, but also Mr. Cao’s [-]th birthday. Mr. Cao, who has worked in the grassroots all his life, is deeply loved by the masses. There was an endless stream of people, and although the gifts were all cheap New Year’s goods, they were still piled up into a hill.

Xie Wenjun almost fainted when he saw a few hams lying horizontally in the small courtyard, and complained that Cao Yunfang's intelligence work was not in place, which made the two of them have a hasty reconciliation all afternoon.

When the lights come on, firecrackers sound one after another in the alleys, and the small courtyards of every household are overflowing with delicious food. The adults hold up wine glasses to make New Year's wishes, and the children hold drinks and guess how much money they will get this year. It feels familiar!There is no music CD that replaces the sound of firecrackers. Vegetables do not need to be labeled to know that there is no pollution. When clinking glasses, there is no need to pretend to shout "Cheers" with untouchable paper cups.

These deep memories hit Xie Wenjun's head. Sometimes the progress of the times has caused people's ideological regression. This kind of progress is not worth mentioning. The warm and harmonious scene in front of him makes Xie Wenjun sigh with emotion-it is so good to be reborn!
"What are you thinking about? I'm so engrossed in thinking about it," Cao Xiaoting, a cousin who worked in a paging station after graduating from technical secondary school this year, came to Xie Wenjun with a glass of beer. "Your dad is complaining to my dad and the others. Said that their factory has been unable to pay wages for three months, and you are still spending money indiscriminately."

Xie Wenjun asked doubtfully, "Is that so, I didn't hear my dad mention it." But he said in his heart: What do you know, old lady, I haven't asked my family for pocket money for a long time.

"You are a child, why is he telling you these things?" Cao Xiaoting took a sip of beer and said with a smile, "Did you know a little girl when you were in junior high school, and how is Qiaoqiao doing?"

"Uh... go and listen to what my dad and the others are talking about." Xie Wenjun talked about it, and he didn't plan to tell his family what he did outside, because he didn't know what happened after telling his parents. How will they react, but it is estimated that Cao Yunfang will definitely let him study hard, don't make troubles for nothing, and then keep him under strict supervision. What should be paid will be sent sooner or later, whether there is a delay or not, it's no big deal.

(End of this chapter)