Chapter 7

Zhang Qianxiu shook his head, and the cart continued to walk towards the county.

Now there is no asphalt road or cement road to the county. It's just a dirt road with stones. Once the car passes, it's dusty.

I rode on the flat land and downhill, but I had to push when I went uphill. I walked for two and a half hours in the hot sun before I arrived at the county. My clothes were all wet and my legs were shaking.

Tired!

This is Zhang Qianxiu's only feeling.

Zhang Qianxiu found a rice shop: "boss, do you accept rice?"

"Close, let me see!" The rice shop owner took a look at Zhang Qianxiu, helped to unload the rice, opened the bag and said, "not bad, 43 cents."

Zhang Qianxiu listened to what Liu Zhijian said. He said with a smile, "boss, isn't everyone else 45?"

The boss shook his head: "no 45 cents, if you don't believe it, you can ask elsewhere."

"Boss, a friend of mine who specializes in collecting Rice said that today's market is 45 cents." Zhang Qianxiu said, "if you want to accept it, I won't ask other families. I can send it to you every day in the future."

The boss looked at Zhang Qianxiu in surprise: "are you a rice dealer? Forty five cents is for the fixed supply of rice dealers. Someone in our family has already sent it. Go to another house and ask! "

Zhang Qianxiu saw that the boss had turned back to the store, so he had to tie the rice and continue to find the next one.

I asked three companies in a row, and each of them could only offer 43 cents. When I asked them whether they wanted to fix the suppliers of good rice, they all said that they had already had cooperation.

Zhang Qianxiu held down the price until forty-four cents, and no one agreed to give a long-term supply.

Finally, Zhang Qianxiu asked all the rice shops in the whole county, and finally he could only sell them for 43 cents.

A total of 120 Jin, 37 cents, 43 cents to sell, earn six cents a Jin, this trip is equivalent to seven yuan and two yuan.

It's six o'clock in the afternoon.

Today, Zhang Qianxiu didn't bring rice balls. He bought fifty cents of steamed bread on the roadside to satisfy his hunger. He borrowed a tap from someone else's house to drink some water and rode back on his bicycle.

On the way home, although he didn't have the 120 catties of rice, his physical strength was almost consumed, and his feet were blistered. He insisted on gritting his teeth all the way.

At 7:20 in the evening, Zhang Qianxiu finally got home. He was too tired to talk.

Seeing her son like this, Hu Jin'e quickly asked, "what are you doing? What's going on? "

Zhang Qianxiu just wanted to take a bath and go to bed. He said casually, "I've gone to do business."

When Zhang Aibing saw that his son was still mumbling about his business, he was immediately out of breath: "you know a fart business. Where did you get your bicycle?"

"Dad, it's my uncle's car." Zhang Lanmei said that she went out to carry her bicycle and moved to the main hall to put it away.

Zhang Aibing glared at Zhang Qianxiu: "if you don't study hard, you'll think about something you don't have all day."

Zhang Qianxiu took off his clothes and said, "I want to make money. If you don't pay back the 800 yuan given by the Han family, I will! My sister will never marry Han Changsheng. "

Zhang Aibing patted the table: "you are against the sky. You don't feel comfortable if you don't fight against me these days, do you? Today I will let you know who is Laozi in this family. "

Zhang Aibing said, turning to take the shoulder pole.

Hu Jin'e grabbed her husband and said, "what are you angry with your child? Isn't the child thinking about his sister, too? "

Zhang Aibing glared at his wife: "he's a big fart. He knows what's good and what's evil?"

Zhang Lanmei pulled Zhang Qianxiu into the room and closed the door. Then she said, "brother, don't be stubborn with dad. The people of the Han family are here today. They have already discussed with dad. They will have a wedding banquet next month."

"I... I agreed."

"I won't promise!" Zhang Qianxiu wanted to make money in silence. He paid the 800 yuan back and finished. Unexpectedly, they had a good talk today.

Today is May 30, that is, there are 28 days left.

If you earn seven yuan a day, you can only earn 196 yuan in twenty-eight days. It's still too far away from 800 yuan.

The speed of making money is too slow.

Zhang Lanmei's voice choked slightly: "brother, sister knows you are good for me, but this is a woman's life!"

Zhang Qianxiu was angry in his heart, and his voice came up: "damn life, if you don't marry, you won't marry. Tomorrow I'll go to the Han family, and the engagement banquet won't be held. You won't marry, and we'll pay back the money."

Zhang Qianxiu's voice was too loud. Hearing this, Zhang Aibing rushed in: "Zhang Qianxiu, do you want to rebel?"

Zhang Qianxiu tit for tat said: "Dad... Sister, she is a person, not a piece of goods, even if you are our pro dad, you are not qualified to give her life."

Zhang Aibing almost roared and said: "you are born and raised by me. I will do whatever I say! In this home, I has the final say.

Zhang Qianxiu doesn't want to quarrel with his father too much, but he must make a statement: "Dad, as long as I'm here, even if you make a date with the Han family, it's impossible for your sister and Han Changsheng to get engaged, let alone get married."

"You... Rebel!" Zhang Aibing roared, grabbed the broom leaning against the door and hit Zhang Qianxiu hard.

"Dad Seeing this, Zhang Lanmei was startled. She quickly protected her brother and wanted to block the broom with her back.

Zhang Qianxiu put out his left hand to block his father's broom. The bamboo stick with thick thumb hit his arm with pain, but he didn't frown.

Zhang Aibing still wants to fight.

Hu Jin'e rushed up to stop her husband. She was usually very mean. At this time, she also cried out: "what do you want to make? It's a good life, but it's going to make the family fly, isn't it? "

"Zhang Qianxiu, my parents are all for your own good. They used to come by your temperament. Do you still have us in your eyes

Zhang Qianxiu didn't say a word. He felt that he couldn't say anything to his family. He still had to go to the Han family. As long as he let go, he could say anything.

Zhang Aibing glared at his son and said: "Zhang Qianxiu, I'm your Lao Tzu. You have to listen to me in family affairs. You don't want to do any bullshit business. Go back to school for me. Your sister must marry."

With that, Zhang Aibing turned and left.