Reborn In The '80s

This, this, this slap in the face is too fast.

One moment he insisted that he was not fat, and the next moment he tore his pants. Last time, the pants were indeed worn out for a long time, but now the fabric of these pants is fine... Except for being fat, Xu Zhao really couldn’t explain it, and He was still in the shock of Xu Fan's sudden exposure, unable to recover.

Xu Fan was the first to realize that his crotch was cold, and he lowered his head to look, ah, Xiaojiji and Eggy were all exposed, and they were all seen, so embarrassing, so embarrassing, he quickly got up and jumped on Xu Zhao On his lap, his fat face was buried beside Xu Zhao's leg, and after he whispered "Dad, my trousers are torn", when he heard Cui Qingfeng burst into earth-shattering laughter, he was so ashamed that he dared not look at anyone, and hugged Xu Zhao The legs are pulled outward.

Xu Zhao asked warmly, "What's wrong?"

Xu Fan pulled Xu Zhao and said, "Go home."

"What are you doing at home?"

"Just go home."

Xu Zhao looked down at Xu Fan and said, "Dad is busy and can't go back now. Tell Dad, why do you have to go home?"

Xu Fan lay on Xu Zhao's back for a while, then whispered, "Uncle Cui laughed at me."

Xu Zhao actually smiled at this time too, just for a moment, and said, "Then let's not let Uncle Cui laugh, shall we?"

"it is good."

Xu Zhao turned his head and blinked at Cui Qingfeng, raised his eyes on purpose, and said, "Qingfeng, why are you laughing? The quality of the pants is not good, and we don't blame Xu Fan. I, Xu Fan, are not fat. We are skinny. Be conscious. Son."

Cui Qingfeng immediately agreed: "Yes, yes, the quality of the pants is not good! And I didn't see anything."

Xu Zhao turned his head, patted Xu Fan's head and said, "That's right, it's fine, I'll go home when Dad finishes his work, is that okay?"

Xu Fan was so easy to coax, and immediately agreed: "Okay."

"Then go to the popsicle room with Dad, okay?"

"it is good."

Xu Zhao pulled Xu Fan towards the popsicle room.

The trousers had too big a hole, and Xu Fan's chubby little butt could be seen every time he walked. Cui Qingfeng covered his mouth and snickered, Sanwazi was so funny.

Even Cui Dingchen, who was shining shoes, couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth and looking up at Xu Fan's ass.

After Xu Fan walked into the popsicle room, he obediently sat on a small stool with his two short legs pressed together, not chasing Cui Dingchen and not taking a big car, so he just sat still, making Xu Zhao dumbfounded, and asked him to take off his pants Come down and ask Cui's mother to make it up, but he doesn't want to, so he has to go home and make it up.

Cui's mother had no choice but to see Xu Fan looking like he was about to cry or not, she went to the main room and took a small piece of braised pig's trotter bought from the city and handed it to Xu Fan. The rich meaty fragrance soothed Xu Fan at once The wounded little heart, the small mouth is greasy, showing a happy and contented smile: "It's delicious."

Then Xu Zhao called Cui Qingfeng to come in again.

Cui Qingfeng endured a smile, passed by Xu Fan, and came to Xu Zhao's side.

Xu Zhao handed over the previous accounting book to Cui Qingfeng.

After Cui Qingfeng glanced at it, he asked in amazement: "260 four yuan! A net profit of 260 four yuan!"

Xu Zhao asked, "What's the problem?"

Cui Qingfeng couldn't believe it, and asked, "I made a net profit of 22 four yuan in these 260 days?"

"That's right, isn't it?"

"No, no, no." Cui Qingfeng said in shock: "How did you make money? The busy farming season is over, and the steel mills have reduced their production, so the sales of popsicles are obviously reduced by more than half."

Xu Zhao smiled and asked, "There are newspapers, noodles, cigarettes, matches, etc."

"But, this is too much money!"

Cui Qingfeng has always disapproved of Xu Zhao selling this and that, like a canteen, but in Cui Qingfeng's heart, the canteen has always been the existence of subsistence, but Xu Zhao actually made money from these things, it is simply unbelievable!In other words, Xu Zhao is too powerful!

Cui Qingfeng asked again: "Selling newspapers, can you really make so much money?"

Xu Zhao said, "Of course it can. Small profits but quick turnover. If you gain popularity, it's not difficult."

When Cui Qingfeng saw the money, he believed it, was happy, and wanted to do it more actively, and couldn't help urging: "Then let's buy more things to sell later."

Xu Zhao said, "It's almost there."

"What do you mean almost?"

Xu Zhao smiled and explained to Cui Qingfeng: "Originally, we took advantage of the location, sold some daily necessities, and then bought more things. The variety is too complicated and energy is limited. Now our most important thing is to give Fan Xiaodian a lot of money. When it is stabilized, it will be used as a base and a stable income."

base?

Stable income?

What do you mean?

Cui Qingfeng didn't quite understand.

Xu Zhao smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll tell you after I've made the arrangements. Let's divide the money now."

Cui Qingfeng didn't really want to use his brain. Anyway, he had to use his brain for a long time, and he couldn't think for a second, so he said, "Okay, let's share the money. You can give more this time. I won't help."

Xu Zhao immediately said seriously: "That won't work, it's agreed to split equally."

Cui Qingfeng knew that Xu Zhao was a person with a clear distinction between public and private, and he also knew that he couldn't say no to Xu Zhao, so he said, "That's [-]%! If it's evenly divided, it will be equally divided, but this time I will do more work when I come back. If you want to rest, you can rest more at home." A few days."

Xu Zhao nodded: "Okay, but I owe you the 250 yuan. I can only pay you back in installments. I will pay you [-] yuan first."

"Success, pay back whatever you want."

Therefore, the net profit was 260 yuan, and Xu Zhao got 82 yuan in total. He spent 74 yuan on medicine for Xu's father, went to the market to buy vegetables and meat, and brought Xu Fan back to Nanwan Village. After returning [-] yuan, Xu Fan was the first to rush to Xu's father and Xu's mother when he got home and hadn't handed over the money to Xu's mother.

"Grandpa! Grandma! My pants are torn!" Xu Fan hurriedly said to Xu's father and mother.

"Where is it broken?" Mother Xu asked.

"Here." Xu Fan immediately pointed his white and tender butt at Xu's father and Xu's mother, pulled up his pants, and immediately exposed his balls...

Mother Xu stared at it and said, "Oh, it's still broken."

"Yeah." Xu Fan turned around and said to Xu's father and Xu mother: "These pants are not good, they will be torn when I squat down."

Trousers - trousers - no - ok -

What a shame it must be to say such a sentence. It is obvious that he has gained weight, tore his pants abruptly, and said that the pants are not good?Blame pants?Pants are wrong, okay?

But Xu's mother just loved Xu Fan, and said along the way: "I also think these pants are not good, so take them off and grandma will mend them for you, okay?"

Xu Fan said: "It will be broken after mending."

"No, after grandma mends it, it will definitely not break."

"OK then."

So Xu's mother added a piece of cloth to the crotch of Xu Fan's trousers, which increased the space in the crotch. No matter Xu Fan squatted or ran, it would not be easily broken.

But... just added this patch, it is a bit far from the color of the trousers, but looking around the village, most of them are like this, and there is nothing special about it, so Xu Zhao is fine, so Xu Fan ran to find Dazhuang in his trousers play.

"Baby! Baby!" Xu's father was afraid that Xu Fan would get lost or be bullied, so he followed him with a cane. It happened to be an exercise, and Xu Zhao and Xu's mother didn't stop him.

Xu's mother turned around and went into the kitchen. While it was still daylight, she hurriedly cooked and ate quickly, so as not to waste kerosene at night.

Xu Zhao followed into the kitchen, took out the 74 yuan in his trouser pocket, counted 70 yuan and handed it to Xu's mother.

Mother Xu was taken aback and asked, "Where did you get so much money?"

Xu Zhao said, "It's the small shop that makes money."

Xu's mother asked puzzledly: "The small shop can make so much money at once? Didn't you say that the sales of popsicles are reduced by half?"

"I didn't make it all at once, I made it at 22." Xu Zhao said with a smile, "And I not only sell popsicles, but also newspapers."

"Selling popsicles and newspapers can sell so much money?"

"Yes, it looks like it's worthless, but it's actually very profitable. In addition, popsicles have more water than raw materials, and the electricity bill is not expensive, so the profit is relatively large."

Xu's mother couldn't help being overjoyed after hearing this, but instead of taking the money, she pushed the money away and said, "You can take the money you earn yourself."

Xu Zhao put the money into Xu's mother's hand: "You should keep it and keep it for the family."

"How much can I spend at home? Food and drink are all grown in the field, so it doesn't cost much."

"Who said that, Mom, just take it."

Mother and son pushed back and forth.

At the end, Xu's mother held the money in one hand, and touched Xu Zhao's gray and old short sleeves sadly with the other, and said, "This dress has been worn for many years. Look, the fabric is worn out. Buy a new one, or you can buy a new one." There are pants."

Xu Zhao said with a smile: "I know, then you should take the money first, in case it is needed in your life."

"Then I'll take fifty and save it for you. When you use the money, I'll give it to you. You can go buy some clothes for the rest."

"Row."

So Xu Zhao took 24 yuan, put it in his pocket, and then asked, "Mom, the busy farming season is over, and there should be nothing else to do. Are you not busy?"

Mother Xu washed her hands, started picking vegetables, and said, "I'm not busy now, but when the grass in the field grows, I have to go down and pull the weeds."

Every day after the busy farming season, there are only a few days of rest. Every family has to pull weeds in the field, pull weeds from dawn to dusk, feed cows and rabbits, etc., and more importantly, prevent the vigorous weeds from taking away the nutrients in the soil. As a result, the yield of soybeans and wheat is not high, but Xu Zhao seems to have heard recently that many places have started to use pesticides and herbicides.

Xu Zhao asked: "Aren't many people using pesticides to weed now? It's easier than pulling weeds."

Mother Xu said while picking vegetables: "What kind of pesticides do you use? I heard it's quite expensive. It's a waste of money for our family. Your dad can hang around now. I'm fine at home. When the grass grows, I'll be fine." It can pass the time, there is no need to waste that money buying pesticides to weed.”

Xu Zhao thought for a while and said, "But, Mom, I need your help."

Xu's mother asked in surprise: "What do you need my help for? What? Caring for Sanwazi?"

"No." Xu Zhao said, "I want you and Dad to look after the store for me."

"Looking at the store? What store are you looking at?"