Chapter 12： mother is still alive

Before Hua Zhao got home, he saw his grandfather standing outside the fence, waiting eagerly.

Seeing Hua Zhao carrying two big baskets, Hua Qiang was more surprised than everyone else, because he was the one who knew how lazy Hua Zhao was.

But his granddaughter said, she changed!

Hua Qiang greeted her excitedly and wanted to help her carry the pole.

"Grandpa, leave me alone!" Hua Zhao avoided his hand: "I'm so strong, I don't need you to help me with my work. You were used to me being lazy before, but you can't get used to it in the future."

"Hey, good!" Hua Qiang replied with a smile.

Hua Zhao directly lifted the two baskets into the house, then took off the grass on them, revealing the sweet potatoes and pumpkins inside.

Hua Qiang was taken aback: "Where did it come from?"

"The hot spring is long." Hua Zhao edited: "It's really a feng shui treasure. The four seasons are like spring. I didn't expect to have sweet potatoes and pumpkins this season. I don't have time today. I'll go later and see Are there any other vegetables?"

Is that so?

Hua Qiang was a little puzzled. After so many years, it was the first time I heard that the hot springs can produce pumpkins at this time.

But it's really warm there, and it's normal to mess with the season. And it may have ended in the past, but the person who picked it didn't say it.

"My little flower is lucky!" Hua Qiang boasted with a smile.

He didn't think about it at all. This sweet potato and pumpkin looked fresh at first glance. It was just picked. If it wasn't in the hot spring, who else could have grown on the head of a kang?

Hua Zhao put down the things and started to finish cooking.

Pumpkin feast.

Stewed Pumpkin, Sautéed Pumpkin, Steamed Pumpkin, Pumpkin Pie.

There is still no craftsmanship, and it all depends on the pumpkin itself.

Hua Qiang still thinks this is a delicacy in the world.

The more he eats, the happier he is, and his little flower finally has an advantage! Ye Shen shouldn't be so disgusted by doing such a good meal, right? .....

"Grandpa, I told Liu Laosan's family just now that I will go to his house to catch a pig tomorrow." Hua Zhao said.

Will have a good time?

Hua Qiang was happier.

"Go, Grandpa will go there tomorrow morning! I've found that my body has become more energetic in the past two days, and raising a pig is no problem!"

"You don't need to raise it, you can just go and get it back, I won't pick." Hua Zhao asked again, "Do we still have enough money?"

"Enough!" Hua Qiang waved his hand: "You don't have to worry about the money. Give him 2 yuan first. I'll pay him in a few days, and then give it to him. It's not bad for a few days, and he's not afraid of my default."

Hua Qiang has never been a defaulter.

Hua Zhao was stunned for a moment, but she forgot that she was in the countryside now, and there were people here and credit. Not when she failed to pay a penny less.

That's not in a hurry to go to the city to sell these big pumpkins, and this thing doesn't actually sell for much money.

Then go the other way!

"Master, I want to make money." Hua Zhao said.

Hua Qiang was taken aback for a moment, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

"Make money?" Hua Qiang said happily: "Okay! I will go to town tomorrow and see if I can get you a job!"

When he thought about it, if a person wanted to make money, the only way was to be a worker and earn wages.

In the past, he also thought about this road, and mentioned it to Hua Zhao. Hua Zhao was very happy at first, but after working for a long time, he shouted that he was exhausted and quit.

Now his granddaughter is really grown up, sensible, and after thinking about it, she is an adult.

"No, no!" Hua Zhao said immediately: "I can only earn a few dollars at work, but it's not enough for me to eat by myself, and I have to leave the house when I go to work. You are at home alone, I don't worry."

Hua Qiang was so moved that she almost cried.

"I want to sell something myself." Hua Zhao said directly.

Hua Qiang suddenly forgot to cry, and was so startled that he almost jumped up from the kang. He waved his hands again and again and looked out the window nervously. When he saw that the front and back yards were clean and no one was there, he was relieved to sit back.

"What to sell? You are not allowed to buy and sell things privately, don't you know? That is capitalist thinking! Digging the corner of socialism!"

Selling things is something only the public can do! Buying it privately and then selling it is called speculation! If it’s light, grab it and educate it, but if it’s heavy, it’s hard to say.

"Grandpa, you think too much. If I don't sell things, I will sell some farm products, mountain goods, vegetables, etc." She is a law student, so how can she not know the danger of "speculation" at this time.

Speculation made her dare not touch it, but it is still possible to sell some surplus agricultural and sideline products from the farmhouse, in small amounts.

Of course it has to be a small amount, and it's better to do it secretly.

Because it's only 76 years, Mengmeng has just ended, the order is a little chaotic, and the people above don't know where the future is and how to go.

"Sell some wild vegetables, that's it." Hua Qiang was relieved. But in the next second, he was stunned again: "But we don't have mountain goods or vegetables to sell."

Don't say that when the green and yellow are not picking up, there is no extra food at home at all. Even in the summer when other people's fresh vegetables can't be eaten, they can't eat them casually. They have to dry them and save them for autumn and winter, otherwise his granddaughter will be hungry. Thin.

Hua Zhao said, "I plan to grow and sell bean sprouts by myself."

Hua Qiang blinked and digged out his ears, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

Hua Zhao lowered his head and whispered, "My mother gave birth to bean sprouts before. I watched it and remembered it."

Hua Qiang stopped asking.

When Hua Zhao was 5 years old, her father went up the mountain and died in an accident. When she was 6 years old, her grandmother's family re-found her mother-in-law's house for her mother, Zhang Guilan. The family did not let Zhang Guilan take the child there, so she was left at Huashan's house.

She just lost her mother, not a dead mother.

Zhang Guilan married a working family in a county 100 miles away. Later, I heard that the man had been transferred to the provincial capital.

It was news from her grandmother's village.

Since Zhang Guilan left, for the first two years, she also asked her mother's family to come and see her, and then there was no news.

Hua Zhao spent a year as a maid at Huashan's house.

At that time, she was thin, small, and timid, and anyone who saw her would want to beat her twice.

Until Hua Qiang came back.

Someone was loving, petting, doting, and Hua Zhao broke out all of a sudden, her weight, temper, and courage rose at the same time, and everyone wanted to be beaten twice!

Thinking of the scene when he came back to see his granddaughter for the first time, Hua Qiang felt distressed again.

After pretending to be pitiful, Hua Zhao continued, "Grandpa, take the pumpkin to someone's house and exchange it for a few catties of mung beans. I will grow bean sprouts and sell them in the county."

It is impossible to sell in the countryside, and there are few people in the mountainous areas. There are more than 30 households in the mountain villages. Even if they eat bean sprouts every day, they can't make a few cents.

"Okay, grandpa will go, let's go!" Hua Qiang raised his legs and left without saying a word.

Regardless of whether it can make money or not, whether it can produce bean sprouts or not, his little flower can do whatever he wants.

Hua Zhao didn't let him go alone, but left a pumpkin and a few sweet potatoes, and put the rest in a basket, followed behind him, and went from house to house for mung beans.

Raw mung bean sprouts, she really can!

Can she do something so interesting?

Outside of work, her favorite things to do are these no-brainer manual and manual tasks.