Back to the Sixties: Farm, Get Wealthy & Raise the Cubs

Zhou Xiaomei pursed her lips and smiled.

This is true. Now that there are eight villages in ten miles, who doesn't envy her fourth brother for marrying her fourth sister-in-law, such an IKEA and Yishi's daughter-in-law.

Simply prosperous for three generations.

"But selling buns, can you really make money?" Zhou Xiaomei asked hesitantly.

"Aren't you stupid, if you don't make money, I can introduce you to go with your uncle, and there's no money in doing business," Lin Qinghe said.

Then spread it out and told Zhou Xiaomei that even if one bun earns 5 cents, ten buns are only 50 cents. Can’t sell 50 buns a day?

Fifty buns are how many, and they will be sold out in no time.

The profit of 50 buns is two yuan and five, and how much money is here a month is no worse than going to work.

And it's still delicious, it can do business, and it will sell more.

Zhou Xiaomei was stunned when she heard it, she really didn't make up her mind.

"Tell the little uncle about this. I heard about it in Beijing. There is a wave of layoffs, and many people will be laid off in the future. I don't know about the little uncle, but it's not wrong to plan ahead. I just give you two a guarantee, don't worry, the big deal is over there, I can still protect you in the face of the school." Lin Qinghe said so.

For the best students, the school can give a lot of convenience.

At the school gate or other places, that's all right, she just goes over to say hello.

"Well, then I'll talk to Dalin." Zhou Xiaomei nodded and said.

"So you also take good care of your baby. You don't have to think so much. After all, as long as you and your wife are willing to work hard, your baby will never be hungry in the future." Lin Qinghe said.

"I can't do it if I'm not hungry. I still want to go to Beijing to settle down and develop." Zhou Xiaomei said quickly.

"Your fourth sister-in-law, I wrote it down for you." Lin Qinghe laughed angrily.

The sister-in-law and sister-in-law were almost seated, and then they said their goodbyes.

Su Dalin asked him to come over for dinner at noon, but Lin Qinghe said that there was no need, and their family was going to eat out.

With a wave of hands, the family went to take pictures.

The old master who took the photo is familiar with their family. They come every year. Even if it snows heavily during the New Year, they will come to make up for it after the new year. Can you not be familiar with it?

"This time has passed so quickly. When you first came here, these three children were only so young." The old master was taller than a little beanie, and then said, "This time he is taller than your father. "

Especially Zhou Kai, that's really not much shorter than his father.

A family reunion photo, and then a personal one, I found seven or eight photos, and then it was finished.

"Then what, how old is this child? I don't know if there is a match. I have a niece who is just eighteen years old."

After the old master finished speaking, Erwa smiled and said, "Eighteen is too big. My elder brother is only fifteen this year."

"You're only fifteen and you're so tall." The old master's eyes brightened. "I have a daughter who is just the same age as you."

"It's too early, my eldest brother is still in college." Sanwa said with a smile.

"I'm still a college student." The old master looked at Dawa just like he was looking at a young man from his own family.

"See you next time, Master." Dawa couldn't take it anymore, waved his hand and hurried away.

Lin Qinghe couldn't help laughing, she really could meet someone who beat her son's ideas anywhere.

"The old master probably thinks that we are almost the same as he grew up watching him. He is very knowledgeable, so he wants to marry his daughter to the eldest brother," Erwa said.

"Fifteen-year-olds are regarded as twenty-year-olds. Brother, I sympathize with you. You are too anxious to grow up." Sanwa said.

"You don't need to talk about me, I see that you will be similar to me when the time comes." Dawa said.

They have three brothers, only the second child looks more like their mother, and both of them look like their father.

But it's nice to be like my dad.

I'm looking a little anxious now, but looking at their father's age, it's just the same as a few years ago.

So she doesn't feel ashamed at all.

Sanwa doesn't believe that she will be so anxious in the future.

The family came to the restaurant again for lunch, and after they finished, they went to watch the movie.

After coming out of the cinema, I went to a restaurant again, and then went home.

Lin Qinghe made Zhou Qingbai's car, as for the second baby and the third baby, let their eldest brother take them home.

"It's so big now. When we entered the city before, these were three little radish heads." Lin Qinghe said, recalling the past, looking at the three brothers in front of him who were riding a bicycle in a serious manner.

In the past, when she brought two babies and three brothers to the city to sell pork, the brothers would sit on the side of the bicycle and eat popsicles, and then waited for her to come back.

The two little radish heads are now so big and tall in the blink of an eye.

I have to say that raising a child is hard work, but seeing the child grow up day by day, the sense of accomplishment in my heart is still extraordinary.

Zhou Qingbai said, "What are you talking to Xiaomei in the room?"

"Why are you asking this?" Lin Qinghe said in surprise, he never asked about these things.

"Mother asked me to tell Xiaomei that she is not allowed to abort the child, she will have a child if she has it." Zhou Qingbai explained.

He had told Su Dalin, but not his sister.

"Don't worry, I think Xiaomei herself means the same thing." Lin Qinghe nodded and said, "She is just a little worried, this child is going to be born, then her unit must be reserved for her, so she pulled me and said. Good session."

"What idea do you give her?" Zhou Qingbai

asked.

"If the little uncle can't work there, I plan to let the couple take the children to Beijing to sell buns." Lin Qinghe said.

"Selling buns can be profitable," Zhou Qingbai said involuntarily.

"Do you underestimate these small businesses, how much money can a bun make now?" Lin Qinghe asked him.

Zhou Qingbai knew in his heart, "There are seven or eight cents."

"There are seven or eight cents, but if he earns a little less first and manages his popularity, he will give him more, and he will be bigger. If there is not much money, he will make five cents. Do you think it is possible to make fifty buns a day? Can you sell it?" Lin Qinghe asked.

"Dalin's steamed buns are well made and can be sold." Zhou Qingbai had also eaten the steamed buns made by Su Dalin and nodded.

"So basically you don't have to worry about it, but let's talk about it when you can't do it here. I think Xiaomei yearns for Beijing City. I don't care if I'm not there. I'm there, and she will go there sooner or later. Yes." Lin Qinghe smiled.

The little sister-in-law Zhou Xiaomei was very determined to follow in the footsteps of her fourth sister-in-law.

"What about us?" Zhou Qingbai said hesitantly.

He thought about it a lot, but until now, he has never imagined what he can do if he goes to Beijing.

"It's not that simple. When the time comes, we'll open a stationery store, and when the time is almost up, we'll go to the south to stock up." Lin Qinghe said, having already planned for a rainy day.