Chapter 48

"I dress like this on purpose?" An Xiaojiu sneered, shook his head, and said to Xiao very calmly, "at the beginning, you sold me and my sister to Hualou. It was the county master who took pity on us and paid us to redeem us. At that time, in front of the county master, you also agreed that as long as you were given 30 Wen a month, you would agree that my sister and I would set up our own house. Now what are you doing? Is it because we make money? "

"Xiao Jiu, how can you say that about mother?" Xiao said painstakingly.

An Xiaojiu drooped his eyelids and turned back calmly. There he took the money jar and handed it to Xiao's family. He said plainly, "this money is for you. Don't disturb our sisters again, OK?"

"You Although Xiao's eyes are hot money, but at this time, in full view of the public, how dare to take money?

If she did, she would be scolded to death?

"Bang!"

It's the sound of a knee on the ground.

An Xiaojiu knelt down to Xiao's head, and then he raised his face and cried with tears on his face: "please, let us live. How in the end, can let me and my elder sister live well, you give a happy word

Acting?

Who can't.

Although it is said that filial piety is valued in this era, it also sympathizes with the weak.

In any case, it was an indisputable fact that Shaw had sold their sisters.

It's a fact that can't be erased.

This kneeling of an Xiaojiu, this pair of eyes full of red blood silk, this bitter plea, thoroughly pulled the balance of people's sympathy.

Who hasn't got a steelyard yet?

"A lot of delicious food." Suddenly, there was a little boy's voice.

Then, people saw a boy about ten years old, directly reached out and grabbed the Ciba on the stall and ate it one by one.

Someone couldn't help yelling: "which family's child is this? Why is it so impolite? "

"My sister sold it. It's mine. Can you manage it?" The little boy yelled at the man.

After shouting, he ran to Xiao's face and took a look at it? Mother, what did the second sister do? Are you angry? "

"No, no..." Xiao looked at the sudden appearance of the young son, an shisan, suddenly floating in the heart of a restless.

An shisan directly stepped forward and kicked an Xiaojiu, "Hello, what have you done?"

"Thirteen!"

Xiao's urgent voice, "this is the second elder sister, what are you doing?"

"Niang, what are you shouting about? Are they my girls?" An shisan was dissatisfied with Xiao's sharp words and expressions and murmured.

The crowd was in uproar.

"Look at her little son and know what treatment her two daughters are at home."

"Yes, I was almost cheated by Xiao before."

"After all, it's a girl. How can you behave like this?"

Ann shisan's words completely angered people.

Although people are like the wall grass, always changing, but when they really sympathize with a person, they will still give action.

This is not, there are a few aunts stand up to Xiao and an shisan away.

Someone helped an Xiaojiu up and comforted him It's your mother in the end. Don't hold grudges too much. "

"Well."

An Xiaojiu faintly hum.

As for whether she heard it or not, it was her own business.

Soon, the business went on again.

Ciba sold very fast, until the afternoon, almost dusk, guests continue to land on the occasional one or two.

Tea eggs have been sold out for a long time, and bittern has also been sold out. There is still a little blood sausage left, but not much.

As a result, the cloth business in the shop is much better today.

In the early morning, an Xiaojiu left the sewn purse and doll in the shop and asked the boss to help sell it.

"It's a busy business today." Boss Peng was sitting on the chair with a smile and said to Rongjing, "what I said before is invalid. You don't have to give me money. You set up a stall at my door, which has also promoted my business. We can't talk about money any more."

Peng Zhuang wanted to not accept money before, but Rongjing insisted. Peng Zhuang also knew that Rong Jing's temperament was not demanding, but now it is different.

On weekdays, they also sell a few cloths. Today, because there are some pocket dolls in the stall at the gate, they have sold nearly 40 pieces of cloth.

Even if there is not so much in the future, it will sell more than in the past.

How can we collect money for mutual benefit?

Rong Jing took a look at old man Rong. After seeing the other party nodded his head, he also said to Peng Zhuang, "I'm still troubling you. The firewood in the kitchen is something that needs to be paid."

"Even if you don't tell me, I'll have to collect money, ha ha ha." Pengzhuang pursues the new brother's accounting.And look down this day, also know that the two little girls also have backbone.

If you don't want money, it will make people feel that they are in debt. It's better to collect money.

"The firewood is still in a mess. Give me twenty Wen altogether. That's a lot. You can't add any more. " Peng Zhuang said with a laugh.

The firewood that has been burned does not have twenty Wen.

With a smile, an Xiaojiu first took out 20 Wen and handed it to him.

"Peng Zhuang, do me a favor. We'll sell it tomorrow. You can buy some noodles tonight, OK?"

Rongjing asked.

It would be a bit of a delay if they wait until tomorrow when they come.

But if you don't buy it, they don't have so much food in their family.

"This is easy." Peng Zhuang said with a smile. Then he looked at the cashier standing at the door, waved and let the cashier come in. At the same time, he said to an Xiaojiu, "let's calculate the money in your purse first, and you can go back to calculate the other money."

"Good."

The cashier said solemnly, "the purse of Xiaojiu girl is sold for five Wen, 20 Wen for a doll, and 10 Wen for a small one. All of them have been sold. There are 46 purse bags, 3 large dolls and 16 small ones. The total amount is 450 Wen. According to the usual practice, our shop takes 10% of the consignment fee, which is 45 Wen. This is the remaining 405 Wen. "

An Xiaojiu took the money, and handed the remaining five Wen to the accountant's room, and took out the remaining two sections of blood intestines. "Today, uncle Lin is hard-working, and there are younger brothers. This kind of blood sausage is our wish. Take it back and have a taste of it."

Lin Qing is the name of the cashier. The waiter in the cloth shop is his second son, so he calls.

Lin accounting room looked at Peng Zhuang, Peng Zhuang said with a smile: "you can take your hard work fee, you pay hard work, what dare you?"

"Thank you very much." Lin Zhangfang is a little happy.

Although five Wen is not much, blood sausage is not worth a few money.

But who wouldn't accept the extra money?

What's more, seeing an Xiaojiu's clothes, he knows that he has no money. If he can take out money to give him, he knows that he can handle affairs.

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