Reborn In The '80s

Xu Zhao retracted his long legs, stood in front of the bicycle, and looked at Cui Qingfeng.

Cui Qingfeng kept ringing the bicycle bell to disperse the crowd in front of him, and quickly came to Xu Zhao. Seeing Xu Zhao's sad face, he immediately thought that Xu Zhao's father was still in the hospital, and it was very inappropriate for him to smile like this, so he quickly put away his smile , asked seriously: "Xu Zhao, what's the situation with Uncle Xu?"

Xu Zhao replied, "Stroke."

Cui Qingfeng's expression froze: "Stroke? Is it serious?"

"Not too serious."

Cui Qingfeng thought of a very realistic question and asked, "Will it cost a lot?"

"A lot." The tens of dollars that Xu Zhao gave Xu's mother, hospitalization and medical expenses, probably will be gone soon, and it will definitely cost a lot of money to buy medicines in the later stage.

Cui Qingfeng said: "I have more than 200 yuan here, you can use it first."

Xu Zhao said, "Your father still needs an operation."

"My dad has my uncle, so he definitely doesn't need my money."

"That's not necessary. You must have the ability to make money, and you can't rely on others alone."

"How do you make money?" Cui Qingfeng asked.

"Think of a way." Xu Zhao glanced at Cui Qingfeng's brand new twenty-eight bicycle, and asked, "Where did this bicycle come from?"

"bought."

"Where did you get so much money?"

Although this year is a bumper harvest year for all walks of life, bicycles are still a luxury item. A bicycle usually costs 200 yuan less. Most people can’t afford it. Those who can afford it are also working-class families. They have saved for a few months. Cui Qingfeng may have more than 200 yuan in his hand, but he doesn't think Cui Qingfeng spent less than [-] yuan to buy a bicycle, besides, he still has a bicycle owned by his uncle at home.

Sure enough, Cui Qingfeng said: "I didn't buy it, it was a gift from my uncle."

"Why did you suddenly give you a bicycle?"

"Because my birthday is two days away, my uncle called and asked me what I wanted, so I said I wanted a bicycle."

"Your uncle is back?" Xu Zhao asked.

"No, I came back after a while. The car was sent by his friend."

"Then why do you want a bicycle for your birthday?"

"I'll give you what you want."

After speaking, Cui Qingfeng's ears turned red.

However, Xu Zhao didn't notice it, and didn't think about it elsewhere, but asked, "Do you want the two of us to go to the countryside to sell popsicles together?"

Cui Qingfeng: "...No."

"That is to borrow me to ride home. In fact, Xu Fan and I can just walk home."

"...Really." Cui Qingfeng really didn't know what to say.

"But since I bought it, I bought it. When your father is in good health, your father can ride."

"That's right." Cui Qingfeng responded in a low voice.

Xu Zhao helped Xu Fan who was on the front bumper and said, "Then let's go to the street now."

"What street?"

"Your street."

Cui Qingfeng asked suspiciously: "What are you doing on our street?"

Xu Zhao replied, "Tell me about selling popsicles at the intersection."

"What do you say? Will those people listen?"

"Yes, let's talk about contracting."

"what?"

"Contract or buy it!"

"buy what?"

"Buy that piece of land at the intersection!"

Cui Qingfeng immediately screamed and said, "Ah? Are you crazy? What's the use of buying that little land?"

Xu Zhao said, "Sell popsicles for a long time."

"Why do you sell popsicles for a long time? If it's cold, you can't sell popsicles. Isn't that land useless?"

"You can sell others," Xu Zhao said.

"Do you have money?"

"Didn't you just say to lend me more than 200 yuan?"

"Is more than 200 yuan enough to sell the land? Your father is still in the hospital."

"That's enough. Sharpening a knife is not a mistake for woodcutters. If you sharpen your knife first, making money will not be a problem. Let's go."

"where to?"

"Nonsense, the street office!"

Xu Zhao stretched his legs, stepped onto the bicycle, and drove Xu Fan away from the hospital.

Cui Qingfeng reluctantly followed until the street office was established. After seeing the clerks and small leaders of the street office, Cui Qingfeng was still reluctant. He didn't understand why Xu Zhao wanted to buy land. What's so good about a bigger place?Even if you build a house, you can’t build a large room. Who will live in a small room?And it was trampled down by passers-by back and forth, and it was impossible to even grow vegetables, which was especially tasteless.

But Xu Zhao seemed to have made up his mind, so he came to the sub-district office, asked the little leader, and explained the situation. The little leader said that the land was owned by the owner, and he had to get the owner's consent if he wanted to sell popsicles there. He would be punished, so Xu Zhao took Xu Fan to find the owner of the land, and Cui Qingfeng had no choice but to follow.

The owner of the place is an old couple with two sons. When they heard that Xu Zhao wanted to buy the tasteless place, they didn’t say anything. The two lazy sons immediately offered 200 yuan, and finally dropped it to 190 yuan. For eight yuan a piece of land, Xu Zhao immediately paid with Cui Qingfeng's money, and took a couple to the street to complete the formalities and write a certificate, so Xu Zhao easily got the small piece of land at the intersection.

I never thought that buying land would be so smooth, so simple, and so cheap!

In the 21st century, every inch of land is worth every inch of gold, and there are a lot of procedures and taxes, which are completely unnecessary here. Everyone has not yet awakened to the thoughts of "business", "land", and "making money", so they all think that this is a wasteland , Xu Zhao felt that he had simply picked up a big bargain!

Cui Qingfeng didn't think so, and said, "It's too expensive!"

Xu Zhao said, "It's not expensive!"

"Expensive! Look at my house now, the backyard is much larger than the land at the intersection. My dad bought it with half the area and a basket of eggs. Otherwise, my house wouldn't be so comfortable."

"It's not expensive." Xu Zhao said beamingly, "It's really not expensive. Tomorrow we can officially start setting up the stall, for a day."

"If you put it on for a day, it won't be too hot to die."

"Go back and build a little house there."

Cui Qingfeng said displeasedly: "Anyway, I can't understand your willingness to spend 200 yuan to buy a tasteless place."

"It's not 200 yuan, it's 190."

"That's expensive too."

"It's not expensive."

But Cui Qingfeng still thinks it is expensive, and has always been aggrieved, thinking that there is no need to buy land for a small business like selling popsicles.

In the afternoon, Xu Zhao and Xu Zhao made the ingredients for the popsicles. Xu Zhao took Xu Fan away. Uncle Cui Qingfeng called. At the other end, my uncle said: "He did the right thing."

"What?" Cui Qingfeng couldn't believe his ears.

"He was absolutely right."

"What's wrong? No one wants that piece of land. They step on it every day. Uncle, let me tell you that there is a noodle seller next to him. The son of the family who used to be tasteless, came together to sell the land to the seller. I don’t want noodles or noodles sellers, I really don’t understand why Xu Zhao insisted on buying land, he’s still so poor.”

"He won't be poor for long."

"Uncle."

"Qingfeng, use your brain and look far away."

"How far away?" Cui Qingfeng was a little annoyed.

"You can't see far, just follow your friend, he will watch for you, by the way, how old is your friend?"

"Younger than me, like 21 or [-] years old."

"Well, it's quite small and quite discerning."

"Yes, she looks very good-looking."

"nice."

"Well, it's really pretty." When Cui Qingfeng mentioned Xu Zhao's appearance, Cui Qingfeng couldn't help but blush.

"It's good to see, take a look, how is your dad these two days?"

"It's all good." Cui Qingfeng replied.

"You pay attention to give him some activities. After a while, I will go back and take him to the hospital for surgery."

"I give him an active bath every day."

"Well, well done, that's it, hang up."

"Uncle." Cui Qingfeng called out.

"what's up?"

"What Xu Zhao did was really right?" Cui Qingfeng asked again.

"Really, you follow him well, and tell me if you have any questions. Also, you have to be careful, people who are too smart are more... Forget it, when I go home, I will meet him first."

"Okay, uncle, come back quickly."

"understood."

After hanging up the phone, Cui Qingfeng had a happy face. My uncle said Xu Zhao was right, so what Xu Zhao did must be right. My uncle said that Xu Zhao would not be poor for too long, so he would not be poor for too long.

However, Xu Zhao is poor now, and he still owes 190 yuan in foreign debts, but his heart is hot. It’s just that Xu Fan suffered. The noodle sellers and the egg sellers couldn't stop drooling, and it wasn't until the entrance of Nanwan Village that Xu Fan finally stopped drooling.

After returning home, Xu Zhao started to cook dinner, steamed the steamed noodles, then poured a little oil on the bottom of the pot, fried a portion of pickles, and watched Xu Fan standing by the stove looking into the pot with his little feet , the little chin is going to hang on the stove.

Xu Zhao couldn't help it, he took the unfinished bacon from the kitchen cabinet, washed and washed it, cut it into four thin slices, put it in a bowl, and steamed it in the pot.

In this day and age, chemical fertilizers are not yet common, and at most it is manure, so whether it is vegetables, fruits, or fish, they all have a pure natural taste, which is particularly strong. Although Xu Zhao only steamed four pieces of meat, the meat is delicious.

Xu Fan started to drool again.

Xu Zhao brought the meat slices in front of Xu Fan, and Xu Fan immediately let out a wow.

Xu Zhao said, "Let's eat."

Xu Fan said, "Dad, I can't use chopsticks well, I want to use my hands."

Xu Zhao said with a smile, "I'll let you use your hands today."

Xu Fan immediately grabbed a piece of meat with his hands, and ate it deliciously. His little mouth was covered with oil, which was very beautiful. After eating two slices of meat, Xu Fan ate another piece of steamed noodles and drank a bowl of noodles. The rice porridge, after eating some pickles, was very tasty. Xu Zhao didn’t eat the remaining two slices of meat. Instead, he put them in a double-layer enamel jar with steamed corn bread, pickles, and rice porridge, and wrapped them in a cloth bag. Then, he took a bath for Xu Fan, applied prickly heat powder, and sent Xu Fan to the big dealer.

"Father, I'm not going to the big dealer's house. I want to go to see grandpa with you." Xu Fan was dragged by Xu Zhao towards the big dealer's house, saying as he walked.

"No." Xu Zhao said.

"Why not?"

"It's getting dark, children can't walk at night."

Xu Fan said with reason: "I didn't walk at night, I took a bicycle."

"That's not okay, you play with Dazhuang at Dazhuang's house for a while, and Dad will come back after a while."

"No."

"You're disobedient, aren't you?"

Xu Fan didn't make a sound, and when he arrived at the big dealer, he also bowed his head and stood in the corner of the big dealer, ignoring anyone.

Xu Fan said a few words to Dazhuang's mother, ignored Xu Fan, took a cloth bag, rode on a bicycle, and headed towards the county town to deliver food to Xu's mother. At this time, it was dark and the surrounding small villages were lit up. With the dim kerosene lamp, the night breeze finally had a hint of coolness. Now the prickly heat on Xu Fan's forehead would no longer itch. Thinking of Xu Fan, Xu Zhao couldn't help but look back at Nanwan Village. Nanwan Village was pitch-black, blacker than pitch-black It was a small man on the road, who was running behind him crookedly on his short legs without saying a word.

Xu Fan!