Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 103 Finding a Job

  Tuesday Lang borrowed a big kettle from the Qian’s family, and borrowed a smaller kettle from his second uncle.

  Qian glanced at him and said nothing.

  Lang was happy on Tuesday, and then took money from Qian’s to buy a scooter in the county.

The Qian family and the village chief’s family inquired about the money for buying the cart, but at this time they still gave him a hundred wen, saying: "The right is a precaution. If you can buy it within 800 wen, of course it’s better, if you can’t, It’s okay to spend more."

  At this time, he went to the house for most of the deposits. Qian sighed and waved them to leave.

  Man Bao is happy when she thinks that her family will have a car. She feels that if she makes money, she has to spend it. That's the money. Otherwise, it's just a pile of copper.

  So she comforted Qian, "Mother, don’t worry, we will be able to make a lot of money."

  Although Qian did not have as much expectations as her, he still smiled at his little daughter.

  The pallet truck is considered to be a big item in a farmhouse, and its value is almost half a bed. A bed can really be used for a lifetime, and it can be passed on from father to father, father to son, cough.

  So when Lang pushed the scooter back on Tuesday, his face was beaming, and two thin red cloth strips were tied to the car.

  The children in the village followed to join in the fun, yelling in the back, and when Man Bao came back from the ground in the afternoon, the first thing was to rush to see their car.

  She still climbed up and let Wushu Lang push her around in the yard.

   Seeing my sister-in-law climbed up, the big heads and others who had been ordered not to crawl around also climbed up.

   Zhou's family is full of laughter.

   Although Tue Lang is ambitious, he has always been cautious and dared not buy too many things. When he went to the big set to buy meat the next day with Tue Lang, he was slightly less than Tue Lang.

  After all, there is a new place, and I don’t know how the market is.

Man Bao can’t go today, but she has her own idea, and she quietly told Wu Lang to buy eggs to sell, “I don’t sell them at noon. You can cook and sell them for dinner. You can buy them for a penny, so they also have it. One dish to eat."

  Because Man Bao had good ideas, Wu Wu Lang decided to listen to her, so he quietly bought a basket of eggs when he went to the big set, not many, only thirty.

In the afternoon, Friday Lang came back with a smile on his face. As soon as he and Saturday Lang came back, they gave their mother the cloth bag with money, and then quietly found Man Bao and took out thirty cents of money and said happily, "Someone really bought it. ."

  Man Bao looked at the money in his hand in surprise, “Fifth brother, why don’t you give the money to your mother?”

  Friday Lang said: "I also save this little money by myself. Anyway, my mother doesn't know that we still sell eggs."

  Man Bao looked at him with a pitiful look, "Fifth brother, but third brother knows, mother doesn't know now, and he must know when third brother comes back."

  Friday Lang's body became stiff, and he thought about it for a moment, wondering if he would let his third brother keep it secret for him.

  Thinking about the honest face of the third brother. On Friday, Lang Di pulled his head back to look for his mother, saying that he still had 30 cents in his pocket, which he only noticed when he changed his clothes.

  Qian had already counted the money, she frowned, but felt that the thirty essays were extra, so she asked, "How did you earn these 30 essays?"

   "Sell eggs for a penny, sold for dinner."

  Qian looked at his fifth son and collected the money.

  Tuesday, Lang and his wife came back later. After all, he was a long way away and his soup was sold, but he came back with more than half of the vegetables left, so he was adding vegetables to the family.

  He said: "As long as the soup can be sold, the dishes will be sold one day, mother, this business can be done, and the bulk is still in the soup."

  Qian nodded, then looked at He said: "Tomorrow you will go with the fifth and the other. The third is going there for almost ten days. You can help the fifth and see the third when you go."

  He responded happily.

  Wu Lang lowered his head even lower.

  Saturday Lang glanced at the fifth elder brother, and felt that he was all to blame, he was self-defeating.

  As soon as the three sisters go, they have less money to share, alas~~

  Man Bao was gnawing at the bones. On Tuesday Lang couldn't bear to share the meaty bones with the Lauding, so he brought it back. Once he brought it back, he would give him one piece to the family's children.

She was gnawing at the oil, and after hearing the words, she gave them all kinds of ideas, "Don't bring dry food with Sansao, go there directly to eat the biscuits for the third brother, and the freshly cooked ones are more delicious. "

Little Qian thought thoughtfully, "There are still two days to be enough for ten days, right? By then Lauding will go home to get dry food, second siblings, third siblings, you might as well talk to Lauding, you You can also sell biscuits, you don’t need to charge money, you can collect grain."

Little Qian was used to eating, and she was more accurate in measuring these. She instinctively went to find a larger bowl, filled a bowl of grain and a bowl of wheat, and said: "A bowl of grain for a bowl of rice, a bowl of wheat for a bowl of rice. A biscuits."

  Feng hesitated, "Will you lose?"

   "No, although the income is low, but if they are all replaced by you, there are a hundred people, you can earn at least 30 bowls a day, which is enough for the family to eat for several days."

  Feng's heart moved, and he quickly looked at Tue Lang.

  Tuesday Lang pondered and said: "It's OK, but it will be a little tired."

  Man Bao interjected, “What’s the matter? Shanbao’s house is almost ready to be built. Then let the fourth brother help. Anyway, he is unwilling to **** the ground, let him knead the noodles.”

  Tuesday Lang laughed loudly, touched her little head and said: "Yes, let him knead the dough, young and strong."

  Things are so set.

Man Bao was so happy that he almost narrowed his eyes when he ate. When Chu Lang came back from Bai’s house, Man Bao would show him his merits, "Four brother, don’t always say that I have a good idea and I’m already I'm looking for work for you next time."

  Thursday Lang asked her, "What's the job?"

   "Go on business with the second and fifth elder brothers."

  Thursday Lang cheered, "I still need me? Will there be too many people?"

   "Not much, not much. My sister-in-law suggested that there is another small business."

  Thursday Lang cheered up. In this way, he should also be able to divide some money every day. Although the money will not reach his hands in the end, the debts in his name will be less.

   Then when he knew that Man Bao had assigned him to kneading dough, the smile on his face collapsed.

  Kneading noodles is the most tiring, especially noodles that may be eaten by hundreds of people.

  Thursday Lang went to see Man Bao angrily. Is this a sister?

Is    a sister?

  Man Bao knew nothing, and was happily holding a stick to teach everyone how to read. She felt that her handwriting had improved a bit, at least her head and body weren't separated, and she looked pretty good.

  　 I’m going out today, only Manbao’s manuscript is saved, so the next-door cultivator must come back at night to update

  (End of this chapter)