Rebirth 81: Being forced into marriage by my sister’s best friend at the beginning

"Collect the junk, beer bottles, soy sauce bottles, and all kinds of glass bottles that can be exchanged for money!"

"Black leather shoes, white sandals, and old cloth shoes that can't be worn anymore!"

On the country road, apart from the howling north wind, there was only Lin Ran's loud shouting.

When Lin Ran left Xiahe Village, people gathered to discuss Lin Ran.

"You said it's unusual for people to come here to collect rags during the Chinese New Year, and the prices are higher than usual."

Aunt Yang who spoke, just now when Lin Ran came to collect the rags, she wanted to pick up all the rags that could be collected in advance at home, just because the price given by Lin Ran was higher than usual, taking advantage of this small advantage.

"Yes, he looks like a young guy, and he looks unfamiliar. He must have just been in this line of work."

After hearing everyone talking about the young man who came to collect rags today, many people gathered around with interest.

It was the Chinese New Year, so there were already a lot of people gathered. What's more, the young people who came to collect rags today attracted a lot of people's attention, so more and more people gathered around.

"That young man, he might be a fool from the city, otherwise why haven't I seen him before?"

People have different opinions and have various conjectures.

"Yes! The price given is not low!"

"It doesn't matter where he is a fool, as long as he gives him money, I only accept money."

"Hahaha!"

Everyone became more and more enthusiastic as they talked, and laughed from time to time.

"If he's not at home today, I'll ask him to go to my house to collect rags next time!"

"Yes, yes, from now on we will leave all the rags in our house to him!"

It's exciting to say that everyone has earned enough. Next time, let Lin Ran go to collect rags at home. Maybe these little things are people's pastime after dinner!

Having said that, Lin Ran didn't feel that he had suffered a loss. Instead, he even accepted the lattice door carved by everyone in the Ming Dynasty. It was definitely a profitable business!

"Come on! Come on! Let's meet in September..."

Humming a little tune all the way, Lin Ran's tricycle creaked all the way back to the door of his house, but when he arrived at the door, he ran into the sarcastic Widow Wang yesterday.

"Hey, isn't this a college student from the Lin family? Why has he started collecting rags?"

Widow Wang looked at Lin Ran with disdain in her eyes. She didn't even look at Lin Ran, she just glanced at Lin Ran.

Lin Ran didn't want to talk to Wang Yingju, so he rode a tricycle and prepared to enter the yard.

Seeing Lin Ran despise herself, Wang Yingju certainly refused and trotted to stop Lin Ran's Po San Lun.

"What's wrong? Aunt Wang can't talk to you anymore?"

"But the way you ride this crappy three-wheeler looks quite like that. Maybe you're going to kill the crappy guy."

Wang Yingju became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke. She put her hands in front of Po Sanlun and glanced here and there.

"You said, wouldn't it be better if you realized that you are a rag collector? Then your family won't have to borrow so much money to support your college education, and there won't be so many things to worry about!"

"Wang Yingju! Don't have nothing to do after you have eaten all day long. What's wrong with my son collecting rags?"

Mother rushed out of the yard and stared at Wang Yingju fiercely.

"Why do I have nothing to do when I'm full? I'm here to help you educate Xiaoran!"

Wang Yingju showed no sign of weakness in response to her mother's retaliation. She, Wang Yingju, had never been afraid of anyone in this village.

"I know how to educate my own son. What's wrong with collecting rags? It's not shameful to make money through hard work. Is it your turn to educate him?"

"you……"

Wang Yingju had never seen Yuan Xiufang with such a tough attitude, and she didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

"What are you doing? Just dig a few more pieces of soil when you have nothing to do in the future. Labor is the most glorious thing. What's the point of gossiping!"

Without waiting for Wang Yingju's response, Yuan Xiufang turned around and waved to Lin Ran.

"I've been out running all day. I parked my tricycle in the yard and went inside to warm up by the fire."

Lin Ran knew his mother's character. She rarely showed such sharpness in front of outsiders. Lin Ran knew that she was protecting him. As the saying goes, women are weak by nature, but mothers are strong. This is the strength and perseverance unique to mothers!

By the time Lin Ran parked the tricycle in the yard, Wang Yingju had already left cursing.

Yuan Xiufang pulled Lin Ran into the house, turned around and shouted to the back room.

"Wanjun! Get some hot water for your brother to drink!"

"understood!"

After a while, Lin Wanjun came out carrying a hot water bottle and a large bowl.

"Xiaoran, why did you start collecting rags?"

Lin Ran did not dare to answer his mother's questions truthfully. If he told his mother that he wanted to pick up antiques to help his family live a better life, his mother would definitely think that he was being whimsical, so Lin Ran decided to explain in a way that would be acceptable to his mother.

"Our family still owes so much money. I'm looking for something to do to earn some money."

Listening to Lin Ran's answer and seeing Lin Ran's face turned white by the wind and frost, her mother's eyes were filled with tears.

"It's no use being a mother. You can't even read a book well, and you have to go to the streets to collect rags!"

Listening to his mother's words, everything from his previous life reappeared before Lin Ran's eyes.How could Lin Ran blame his mother for being useless? He felt deeply indebted to his mother.

"Mom, don't say that. It's useless as a son. Don't worry, I will support this family from now on!"

"Xiao Ran, the debt you owe won't be paid in a while. Don't work yourself too hard. Look at your face that's frozen!"

Yuan Xiufang stroked Lin Ran's face and burst into tears. Lin Ran also burst into tears. This mother's warmth was something that Lin Ran had not experienced for a long time. After her mother passed away in her previous life, she would only often dream of her mother's figure in her dreams.

"Mom, don't worry, I know!"

"Okay, as long as you know, you're hungry. Mom is going to cook."

After his mother went to the kitchen, it took a long time for Lin Ran to collect his emotions.

"Sister, do you have any cloth at home?"

Lin Ran knew that if he wanted to sell the lattice door at a good price, he would have to clean it up, so he asked his sister for tools.

After a while, Lin Wanjun came over with a piece of linen cloth. Lin Ran knew at a glance that it was not good, it was too rough.

"Sister, is it a little thinner?"

"Then there are rags."

"Thinner?"

"There is also a face towel, no matter how thin the cloth is. I have a skirt. If you want, I will get it for you!"

Lin Ran knew that dress. It had been in his memory since he was a child. It was Lin Wanjun's favorite dress, and it was also the only dress worn by her sister in this poor family.

"No, just a face towel."

Waiting for Lin Ran to remove the lattice door from the broken tricycle and place it in the yard, Lin Wanjun looked at her brother's strange behavior in confusion.

Lin Ran used a towel dipped in water to wash off the dust on the door bit by bit. As the door was cleaned, the original luster and the flexibility of the carvings became more and more apparent.

As for the details of the carvings, Lin Ran used the tip of a towel to clean them bit by bit. Cleaning a large door like this didn't take much effort.

After cleaning it, Lin Ran took out the lard cooked yesterday and lightly oiled the lattice door.

After drying like this overnight, the entire door's patina will look more comfortable the next day, and it will fetch a higher price.

Lin Ran looked at the brand-new lattice door and secretly sighed in his heart!

The wear on the door is still quite deep, and some of the carved areas are even more severely worn, otherwise the price would have at least doubled.

However, Lin Ran estimated that after what he had done and the quality of the door itself, it would be no problem to sell it for 400 yuan!