Chapter 1550 Partial Eyed Mom 26
Chapter 1550: Partial Eyes Mom 26
Yuanchun went back to her room to eat.
After she finished drinking half of the porridge, Xiang Qing handed her a bag of cabbage seeds and a bag of radish seeds. "Plant them early. It's cloudy today. It should rain in the next two days."
It rained as soon as the rapeseed was planted, so there was no need to water it.
Yuanchun gave her half a bag of pastries as a thank you gift.
Xiang Qing said, "I don't have a cake ticket. I haven't eaten it for half a year. I won't be polite then."
"I'm not being polite to you, Sister Xiang Qing, call me Yuanchun from now on."
"You already call me sister, how can I still call you Han Zhiqing, hahahaha... I'm going to go back and take a shower. I've worked all day and my body is all sweaty and sticky."
Early the next morning, Yuanchun drank a bowl of eight-treasure porridge, ate two egg pancakes, and went to the village entrance carrying her backpack.
Mr. Song from the village had parked the ox cart at the entrance of the village early. When Yuanchun arrived, there were already three women sitting on the ox cart.
Yuanchun went up and took a seat near the front of the test, and handed Mr. Song five cents, "Uncle, here's the fare."
"Han Zhiqing, you should call him Mr. Song, not Mr. Song."
The woman who spoke was the one I met at the well yesterday.
Yuanchun smiled and called out again, "Second Master Song."
"Okay, five cents, I'll take it."
It takes more than an hour to travel from the village to the town by oxcart, and the round-trip fare is five cents per person.
This cow and the ox cart belong to the property of the village brigade, so the money is not for Mr. Song personally. When he returns from the town, he will hand over the money to the village brigade and it will become the common finance of the whole village.
Mr. Song only earned work points, six work points for driving an ox cart round trip.
Soon, Ma Guoliang and three others arrived. They came later and sat at the back of the ox cart. Because there were too many people, Ji Honghong was almost squeezed off the cart several times.
An hour and a half later, the ox cart arrived in the town and stopped under a big tree not far from the supply and marketing cooperative. Mr. Song said loudly, "Listen carefully, everyone, buy your things and gather at 11 o'clock. Pay attention to the time and don't be late. We won't wait for you if you are late."
The women in the village all went to the supply and marketing cooperative laughing.
Ma Guoliang said, "Han Zhiqing, Fang Zhiqing, Ji Zhiqing, I want to go to the post office to send a letter home, do you want to go?"
"I'm not going." Ji Honghong said, "I'm going to the supply and marketing cooperative to have a look."
Fang Yan, "I also want to send a letter, Ma Zhiqing, I'll go with you."
"I'm not going. I'm going to buy a big water tank."
Yuanchun then said to Mr. Song, "Mr. Song, I heard from the captain that there is a pottery factory nearby. Where is it?"
"Oh, you want to buy a big water tank. How big should you buy? It's too big and won't fit in the car when we get back."
"I want to buy something smaller, but I also need to buy a few small jars to store food and pickle sauerkraut. I want a lot of things, and your oxcart definitely can't carry them all. I wonder if there's any oxcart for rent in our town?"
"The ox carts are all the common property of the village brigade. No one dares to rent one. But since you bought a lot, I will give you a separate trip this afternoon. You pay fifty cents for the fare."
"Thank you very much."
"You're welcome. It was the same for the educated youth who had just arrived before. They all created income for the village brigade." Mr. Song took out his cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and said, "Little girl, I'll pick you up at 2:30. Choose the time."
"Okay, Mr. Song."
Yuanchun took out a handful of fruit candies and stuffed them into Mr. Song's hand. "Give it to your grandson to sweeten his mouth. I'm leaving now. See you this afternoon."
"Hey, this girl, take it back, this..." Seeing that Yuanchun ran away and couldn't be called back, Mr. Song had no choice but to put the fruit candy in his pocket, "Haha, this girl is really good."