In the following time, this kind of incident never happened again in Chu Ye’s stall. Many people witnessed her outsmarting the man and then went back to publicize it with gossip. This small stall was also used by more and more people. people know.
As a result, she gained another group of customers. After making stable money every month, she renovated the fish pond, set up partitions in the carp pond, caught the carp in one place, and put more carp in the empty space. The newly purchased silver carp and herring fry were put into the bass pond at the same time, and the crab fry were put in to achieve "fish and crab" co-culture. However, these are too small and it takes time for them to grow.
In addition, she sold her bicycle three times and bought herself a pedal tricycle so that she could carry more goods to the market every day.
When the weather got colder, she built a plastic greenhouse around the vegetable patch behind the house, and also built a windshield next to the fish pond.
Winter in the south is a completely different experience from that in the north. In Chu Ye’s life from childhood to adulthood, winter is a season bound to ice and snow. At the coldest time, snowflakes all over the sky dye everything in front of him into a vast expanse of white. Snowflakes Falling lightly, but one night The snowflakes can be folded into the thickness of a palm. When someone walks by at dawn, the snowflakes will become thinner and make a subtle "crunching" sound. When the children also get up, they exclaim with joy, then put on thick cotton clothes and call their friends. Invite friends to build snowmen and have snowball fights.
But here, here is different. There is no heavy snow in the winter in the south. Instead, there is biting freezing rain. The air is full of moist smell, as if one breath can turn the lungs into moss. There are few people wearing cotton-padded clothes here. Everyone only wears cotton-padded clothes. He hurried past in a thick coat, holding an umbrella, splashing water on the ground.
The night before the annual holiday at Caihua Factory, Chu Ye specially cooked a table of delicious dishes and called Pan'er and Xiaoya to come and sit.
When it got dark, the two of them knocked on the door with a bottle of beer. The three girls gathered around a table of delicious food. The small house was isolated from the cold outside. They complained about the bad things they encountered and imagined a bright future.
"Just a few days ago, Sun Jiao, who felt sorry for you, was fired from the factory." Pan'er drank some wine, blushing on her cheeks.
"Hey, what's the reason?" Chu Ye drank less and was still very sober at this time.
"After you left, she stayed calm for a few months, and then started bullying again. Anyway, it was quite unpleasant." This is what Xiaoya said.
"Yes, in the end Sister Zhao couldn't tolerate it anymore, so she took advantage of the new year to get rid of him." Pan'er said.
Chu Ye clicked his tongue and said no more words. Her dissatisfaction with Sun Jiao had already dissipated after they started fighting. She came to the south to do more important things, so she didn't pay too much attention to others. However, sometimes she had to lament the fate of life. The direction is magical.
In just a few months, some people quit their jobs and bought fish ponds to become stall owners, some were fired for acting arrogantly, and some were honest and diligent and worked hard to make money.
The honest person Pan'er had a bitter look on her face at this time. The smell of alcohol confused her brain, making her unconsciously vent the suppressed emotions in her heart. She said with a faint cry: "What should I do, Sister Chu? After the New Year, I Auntie won’t come.”
When Chu Ye and Xiaoya heard this, they both looked at her in surprise. Pan'er held her cheeks in her hands, and the light fell on her eyes and lips, which were shining brightly.
She held back her mouth and poured out her bitter words, "My little cousin will go to elementary school after the Chinese New Year. My aunt said that she spends too long in the factory every day. She can't rush there in time for anything at school. She wants to be close to home. Find a leisurely job..." Pan'er said, feeling sad. She stood up with a sob and squeezed onto a bench with Chu Ye, leaning her head on her shoulder.
When Xiaoya saw it, she hurriedly came over, sat next to Pan'er on the other side, and patted her back gently with one hand.
Pan'er got drunk and vented her emotions to her heart's content. She turned to Xiaoya again and cried, "Ya! From now on, we will be the only two who 'depend on each other' in the factory."
The two of them just thought it was funny when they heard this, but after thinking about it, they understood why she was so sad. Pan'er is the youngest of the three. She first left her hometown and came to Shenzhen to join her aunt. Unexpectedly, less than a year later, she had just established a foothold, but her aunt no longer joined her.
The two hugged her and comforted her for a long time. Gradually, they both became drunk and lay on the small bed together until dawn.
The next day, the three of them woke up and after cleaning up the room together, Chu Ye took them to the factory on a tricycle, and then helped take the people and luggage to the train station.
In the days approaching the end of the year, business is extremely busy, but the harvest is also quite rich. On the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, after selling the fish, she went to the vegetable market to buy some meat and vegetables, and also went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy couplets and two small Little Red Lantern, when he got home, he dug out the account book, calculated the dividends, and gave it to Han Zhao with 70 yuan.
When she came back, there were several plastic jars in the tricycle, containing chocolate, candies, melon seeds and various nuts. This was what the "Korean shareholders" said was the "happiness fee" for Boss Chu, who had been working hard for more than half a year.
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Chu Ye accepted it silently, don't be a fool when it's cheap.
On this New Year's Eve, she stayed alone in her small house and showed off her cooking skills by making a plate of dumplings for herself. In the rice pot, white and fat dumplings floated to the surface of the water. Chu Ye's vision was blurred in the mist. Suddenly, she seemed to hear someone knocking on the door.
Her heart was beating inexplicably, and familiar memories came to her mind. With some secret suspicions, she was stunned for a moment, then turned off the fire, put down the spoon in her hand, and opened the door. The door was empty, and in the dark night when I couldn't see my fingers, it turned out that the hem of the couplet was not stuck firmly, and it was blown by the wind and slapped against the door randomly.
Being alone as a stranger in a foreign land, with some impossible conjectures but still holding on to hope, it is very sad to witness the destruction of hope. At this time, it is easy for people to Thinking of those happy and sad memories.
Loneliness was like a big hand, ruthlessly holding her in the palm of his hand. The palm of his hand slowly contracted, and the air in his lungs was squeezed clean, making it impossible to breathe.
She thought of her chaotic fifteen years. Life was like a long line. At the age of fifteen, it split into two directions. One side went to the left, which was the time when she wasted her time dating, getting married and having children. The other side went to the right. She got up to study and take exams. When I went to technical secondary school, I thought it would be bright and bright, but now I am alone in a foreign land.
Want to ask her if she regrets it? She looked up at the dark sky and touched her chest. She actually had no regrets.
It's just...she missed Mu Jiajun a little.
She was so busy before that she never stopped for a moment. All she could think about was how to gain a foothold here and how to create greater value with the money she had. She said that even if she could not be a decent teacher, she would still work hard. She lives a beautiful life, so she doesn't dare to stop.
Now, thousands of houses are brightly lit, and even though people from far away are rushing to their hometowns at this time, she is still thousands of miles away, guarding the fish pond, thinking that the person holding fireworks and saying "Happy New Year's Eve" to her will appear at the door. People come.
A sweet smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, remembering that she was studying with him at that time, going back and forth between home and the educated youth compound every day. Mu Jiajun was worried about walking at night, so he bought a flashlight to send her home. Gradually, the two of them We got acquainted, and then she succeeded After she was admitted to the Normal College, every time it was vacation or school started, Mu Jiajun always found various reasons to see her off. Sometimes he suddenly appeared at the entrance of the village, and sometimes he sat on the bullock cart, his face He always has a bright smile, and her reflection is in his gray-blue eyes.
How can this not be exciting? A sincere, fervent and clear heart. Later, the two got together naturally. I still remember one day, she asked Mu Jiajun a question, when did he fall in love with her?
At that time, Mu Jiajun gently held her in his arms. She heard the man's strong heartbeat and the clean scent of soap locust on his body. His voice was low and full of love. He said, "I still remember when I fell into the water." , you rushed over to save me regardless of your own safety. The river was rushing and you held my hand tightly. At that time, I was thinking, this girl is so brave, I must know her."
Unknowingly, her cheeks felt cold, and the cold wind blew, like ice cubes. She raised her hand and wiped it casually, turned back to the house, took out the tape and stuck the couplets firmly, then closed the door, took out the dumplings and dipped them in Vinegar, he ate it with big mouthfuls.
The next day, the first day of the Lunar New Year, the weather was good today. There was a thin sun hanging in the sky. The temperature was still cold, but it was acceptable. After Chu Ye had eaten, he took out the pergola and fishing rods from the storage room behind the house. There are also people sitting by the fish pond and fishing in style.
It's just that the fish here have never seen the world, and they will bite when they see a hook. Chu Ye has rescued the fish and thrown it back into the water for the third time.
"Hey! This fish has to kowtow to you three times at the bottom of the water when it comes back. Thank you for meeting the Living Bodhisattva today." A male voice suddenly sounded from behind, and you knew it was Han Zhao from this tone.
Chu Ye tilted his head slightly. Even in winter, Han Zhao was not wearing thick clothes. He wore a floral shirt inside and a long windbreaker outside. Although it was nondescript, it made everything normal on him.
"That's really great. I hope it will bless its owner, me, with great fortune." Chu Ye followed his words and responded in a neutral tone.
Since Uncle Li's death, Han Zhao's character has gradually become weird. He often says something he thinks is humorous while chatting, which would make a cold person tremble.
As if he had entered a deserted land, Han Zhao casually went to the storage room and took out the same tools as Chu Ye, including a bench, a pergola and a fishing rod. After everything was done, two poles lay parallel to the water.
It's just that his arrival frightened the fish in the water. For a while, there wasn't even a bubble bubble on the water.
"My old man called me a while ago and asked me to go to the United States to inherit the family business." Han Zhao sat casually, but when he spoke, his tone was like saying, "I'm going to buy an egg."
Chu Ye:......
"...Oh, isn't this nice?"
"What's good? Be like him, a bald man with a fat belly and a head that can't see his toes?" Han Zhao's mouth was really an indiscriminate attack.
"...Not really." Chu Ye replied slowly, his eyes on the fishing rod again.
(End of chapter)