"The third uncle sold our wheat!" Xu Dawa repeated it breathlessly.
"Sold to whom?"
"Sold it nine yuan(dollars) to a villager with the surname, Zhang."
"Nine dollars?"
Nine dollars--
'In this era of low prices and low income, nine dollars is not a small amount!'
Xu Zuo immediately threw down his broom and turned angrily towards the Xu Zhao house.
Xu second brother also ran to keep up.
Both children Dawa and Erwa also ran along.
The four people saw Xu Zhao and Xu Fan standing at the old bamboo gate of the courtyard from a distance, as if they had just sent away Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang.
"Xu Zhao!" Xu Zuocheng shouted and strode to Xu Zhao.
Xu Zhao greeted with a smile, "You are here. I have something to talk to you about."
"Money?" Xu Zuocheng asked with a straight face.
"What money?" Xu Zhao asked rhetorically.
"You sold the wheat and got the money."
"What's your business with my money selling wheat?"
"That's the wheat of the Xu family!" Xu Zuocheng raised his voice.
Xu Zhao smiled and asked, "Isn't that part of the field mine?"
Xu Zuocheng was speechless for a while.
Xu Zhao glanced at Xu Zuocheng and said, "Since this is mentioned, I have something to say. Anyway, the family has already divided. I wanted to sell the land and I plan to move out with Xu Fan alone."
"Just the two of you?"
"Correct."
"How much do you want to sell?"
"I have four quarter of it."
Four Quarter?
Xu Zuocheng and Xu Youcheng listened to "four quarters of land" in their hearts. This year land are very valuable and many people are fighting for more than one cent of land, because the land represents food which represents life. Agreeing to the suggestion that both Xu Zhao and Xu Fan will also move out and be separated from each others plus the land ..... both brothers have their own careful thinking.
"Are you sure about giving us a quarter of the land?" Xu Zuocheng asked.
"Correct."
"You only need a quarter?"
"No, I want something else."
"what?"
"I must have a share of rice, noodles, oil, pickles, bacon, kerosene, eggs, and duck eggs," Xu Zhao said.
Xu Zuocheng listened and looked at Xu Youcheng.
Xu Youcheng and Xu Zuocheng had the same thought, wishing to squeeze out Xu Zhao's to make up for his family. Know that Xu Zhao and Xu Fan ate less than a quarter of the food a year. Fuck off, that was exactly what he wanted, he looked at Xu Zhao and said, "Don't regret it!"
"I do not regret!"
"You have to pay it alone, don't cry to your parents when the time comes!"
"Relax, I won't."
"Remember your words, your nine dollars, we don't want it."
"It's not yours."
"Don't come to us without food."
"I won't find you."
Xu Youcheng looked at Xu Zuocheng with joy.
Xu Zuocheng also secretly complacent, feeling that he made a profit.
Xu Zhao let out a sigh of relief, but he still didn't dare to hand over the rations to Xu Zuocheng and Xu Youcheng. Instead, he waited until night when Xu Zuocheng and Xu Cheng moved rice, noodles, oil, pickles, etc. to Xu Zhao according to the amount. After handing it to Xu Zuocheng both Xu Youcheng and Xu Zuocheng felt that something was wrong after they got the rations.
"Huh, how did my family's land become four acres and seven cents." Xu Youcheng said.
"Mine is also four acres and seven points." Xu Zuocheng said, "Aren't we four acres of two points before?"
"Xu Zhao gave us the land last year?" Xu Youcheng asked.
"Yes."
"Then why do we give him so many rice noodles and other rations?"
Xu Zuocheng and Xu Youcheng instantly found out that they had been tricked by Xu Zhao. The land had already been crossed. They could just as well let Xu Zhao leave empty hand, why should they stick to so many rice noodles? Big loss!
This dead Xu Zhao!
Xu Zuocheng was not light.
Xu Youcheng's teeth tickled, but there was no solution. What can I do? Can Xu Zhaozhan spit it out? 1
Xu Youcheng only wished that Xu Zhao and Xu Fan would starve to death on the road immediately.
However, Xu Zhao and Xu Fanfei did not only starved to death on the road, but also had a great time. Although rice noodles and other items forced were small, the dim hut that they both live in was already full and filled with nice stuff.
But Xu Zhao was very happy, and finally he didn't have to rush to eat without worrying of Xu Zuocheng and Xu Youcheng.
Xu Fan was even more happy. He looked at the hut with glowing eyes and said, "Wow! Dad, we have so many things."
Xu Zhao, "..." You called this is so much? his son is too simple.
"Dad, is this all ours?"
"Yes."
"Wow! dad, you are so good."
"..."
"Dad, there is meat."
"Well, do you want to eat?"
"Yes!"
"Then we will eat at night, shall we?"
"Good~."
Xu Zhao made bacon for Xu Fan that night, a thin piece, with a bit of oil stains, Xu Fan took a big bite and the small mouth stained with oil. The smell of food was smelled by the Xu family Xu Zuocheng and Xu Youcheng which nearly crushed their back teeth, but the two of them turned their heads and thought, what's the use of quarters? Let them enjoy for the time beings and once the food went out, they wont be for long. They will surely make both the father and son pay!
After eating, Xu Zhao lit a kerosene lamp and sat at the wooden table and settled his bills.
Xu Fan asked, "Daddy, what are you doing?"
Xu Zhao said, "Accounting."
"Calculate what?"
"Calculate a profitable account."
"Oh, Dad, how can you make money?"
"Make money with both hands."
"I can also earn with both hands."
Xu Zhao looked at Xu Fan.
Xu Fan only had a set of clothes with patches on them. After taking a bath at night and washing the clothes, Xu Fan could only bare himself, and looked increasingly thin and pitiful, but Xu Fan was essentially a positive character, as long as he was with him, together, Xu Fan will be very happy.
At this moment, Xu Fan smiled happily at his eyes, which was really good-looking. The little face was a little different from his appearance. That little difference should be like that man...
That man ... forget, don't want to think about this.
Xu Zhao said with a smile, "OK, let's make money together."
"Good! I want to make a lot of money and eat meat every day."
"Do you want to eat meat every day?"
"Well, I have to eat ice cream every day."
"Okay, tomorrow we will eat ice cream."
Xu Fan immediately opened his eyes and asked, "Dad, can I really eat ice cream tomorrow?"
"Really."
"Do we have money?"
"some."
"Great."
"Well, so you go to bed first, and tomorrow we will buy ice cream."
Xu Fan lied down on the bed and closed his eyes.
Xu Zhao continued to lean in front of the kerosene lamp to calculate an account. His quarters of wheat harvested 120 pounds, removed 60 pounds sold, 18 pounds of grain, and 42 pounds, 40 pounds of mill flour is enough for him and Xu Fan to eat for a period of time. After this period of time, he must have money, otherwise he and Xu Fan will not be able to buy autumn clothes, and they will not even be able to eat, so they must make money as soon as possible.1
He now has a total of nine yuan. If he sells Popsicle, he needs foam boxes, he needs to rent bicycles, and he needs to make quilt-covered Popsicle. These need at least three yuan. The price is four cents, so he can get one hundred and fifty at a time, and he can earn three dollars a day, thirty days in ten days, ninety days in thirty days.
Ninety dollars is actually quite a lot, but for Xu Zhao it is still a bit low, because Popsicle can only be sold for only summer, and after more that, there is no income.
So, if you do this, what happens next?
The faint yellow kerosene lamp swayed, draped a light halo inside the hut, and blew three-point streamers along the wooden window to the back of the house. The insects sounded behind the house, and it seemed extremely quiet tonight.
Xu Zhao finally thought about it on this quiet night. When he got up and walked towards the bed, he found that the mosquito net was not pulled down. Xiao Xufan had two big mosquitoes on his face. He hurried forward to "snap" twice and put down the net to avoid the mosquitoes; Xu Fan still fell asleep.
But the next morning, Xu Fan had two more red envelopes on his face. Xu Fan glanced at a small lens picked up by the scavenger and turned his head to Xu Zhao, saying angrily: "Dad, I don't look good Now! "
Xu Zhao asked: "What's the matter?"
"The mosquito bit me ugly, I'm so angry."
"... No, you still look good."
"Ugly."
"You're still pretty." Xu Zhao said firmly.
Xu Fan was angry.
"Okay, come over and eat."
"OKay!"
" .."
Xu Zhao took Xu Fan to the field when it was near noon, but he did not do any work. He found a shade to sit with Xu Fan and used branches laying on the ground to drawing Xu Fan while giving small animal and while looking towards the field. After waiting for about half an hour, and finally the person he has been waiting for finally came.
Xu Zhao looked into the distance, a slight smile appeared on his face.
"The third uncle sold our wheat!" Xu Dawa repeated it breathlessly.
"Sold to whom?"
"Sold it nine yuan(dollars) to a villager with the surname, Zhang."
"Nine dollars?"
Nine dollars--
'In this era of low prices and low income, nine dollars is not a small amount!'
Xu Zuo immediately threw down his broom and turned angrily towards the Xu Zhao house.
Xu second brother also ran to keep up.
Both children Dawa and Erwa also ran along.
The four people saw Xu Zhao and Xu Fan standing at the old bamboo gate of the courtyard from a distance, as if they had just sent away Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang.
"Xu Zhao!" Xu Zuocheng shouted and strode to Xu Zhao.
Xu Zhao greeted with a smile, "You are here. I have something to talk to you about."
"Money?" Xu Zuocheng asked with a straight face.
"What money?" Xu Zhao asked rhetorically.
"You sold the wheat and got the money."
"What's your business with my money selling wheat?"
"That's the wheat of the Xu family!" Xu Zuocheng raised his voice.
Xu Zhao smiled and asked, "Isn't that part of the field mine?"
Xu Zuocheng was speechless for a while.
Xu Zhao glanced at Xu Zuocheng and said, "Since this is mentioned, I have something to say. Anyway, the family has already divided. I wanted to sell the land and I plan to move out with Xu Fan alone."
"Just the two of you?"
"Correct."
"How much do you want to sell?"
"I have four quarter of it."
Four Quarter?
Xu Zuocheng and Xu Youcheng listened to "four quarters of land" in their hearts. This year land are very valuable and many people are fighting for more than one cent of land, because the land represents food which represents life. Agreeing to the suggestion that both Xu Zhao and Xu Fan will also move out and be separated from each others plus the land ..... both brothers have their own careful thinking.
"Are you sure about giving us a quarter of the land?" Xu Zuocheng asked.
"Correct."
"You only need a quarter?"
"No, I want something else."
"what?"
"I must have a share of rice, noodles, oil, pickles, bacon, kerosene, eggs, and duck eggs," Xu Zhao said.
Xu Zuocheng listened and looked at Xu Youcheng.
Xu Youcheng and Xu Zuocheng had the same thought, wishing to squeeze out Xu Zhao's to make up for his family. Know that Xu Zhao and Xu Fan ate less than a quarter of the food a year. Fuck off, that was exactly what he wanted, he looked at Xu Zhao and said, "Don't regret it!"
"I do not regret!"
"You have to pay it alone, don't cry to your parents when the time comes!"
"Relax, I won't."
"Remember your words, your nine dollars, we don't want it."
"It's not yours."
"Don't come to us without food."
"I won't find you."
Xu Youcheng looked at Xu Zuocheng with joy.
Xu Zuocheng also secretly complacent, feeling that he made a profit.
Xu Zhao let out a sigh of relief, but he still didn't dare to hand over the rations to Xu Zuocheng and Xu Youcheng. Instead, he waited until night when Xu Zuocheng and Xu Cheng moved rice, noodles, oil, pickles, etc. to Xu Zhao according to the amount. After handing it to Xu Zuocheng both Xu Youcheng and Xu Zuocheng felt that something was wrong after they got the rations.
"Huh, how did my family's land become four acres and seven cents." Xu Youcheng said.
"Mine is also four acres and seven points." Xu Zuocheng said, "Aren't we four acres of two points before?"
"Xu Zhao gave us the land last year?" Xu Youcheng asked.
"Yes."
"Then why do we give him so many rice noodles and other rations?"
Xu Zuocheng and Xu Youcheng instantly found out that they had been tricked by Xu Zhao. The land had already been crossed. They could just as well let Xu Zhao leave empty hand, why should they stick to so many rice noodles? Big loss!
This dead Xu Zhao!
Xu Zuocheng was not light.
Xu Youcheng's teeth tickled, but there was no solution. What can I do? Can Xu Zhaozhan spit it out? 1
Xu Youcheng only wished that Xu Zhao and Xu Fan would starve to death on the road immediately.
However, Xu Zhao and Xu Fanfei did not only starved to death on the road, but also had a great time. Although rice noodles and other items forced were small, the dim hut that they both live in was already full and filled with nice stuff.
But Xu Zhao was very happy, and finally he didn't have to rush to eat without worrying of Xu Zuocheng and Xu Youcheng.
Xu Fan was even more happy. He looked at the hut with glowing eyes and said, "Wow! Dad, we have so many things."
Xu Zhao, "..." You called this is so much? his son is too simple.
"Dad, is this all ours?"
"Yes."
"Wow! dad, you are so good."
"..."
"Dad, there is meat."
"Well, do you want to eat?"
"Yes!"
"Then we will eat at night, shall we?"
"Good~."
Xu Zhao made bacon for Xu Fan that night, a thin piece, with a bit of oil stains, Xu Fan took a big bite and the small mouth stained with oil. The smell of food was smelled by the Xu family Xu Zuocheng and Xu Youcheng which nearly crushed their back teeth, but the two of them turned their heads and thought, what's the use of quarters? Let them enjoy for the time beings and once the food went out, they wont be for long. They will surely make both the father and son pay!
After eating, Xu Zhao lit a kerosene lamp and sat at the wooden table and settled his bills.
Xu Fan asked, "Daddy, what are you doing?"
Xu Zhao said, "Accounting."
"Calculate what?"
"Calculate a profitable account."
"Oh, Dad, how can you make money?"
"Make money with both hands."
"I can also earn with both hands."
Xu Zhao looked at Xu Fan.
Xu Fan only had a set of clothes with patches on them. After taking a bath at night and washing the clothes, Xu Fan could only bare himself, and looked increasingly thin and pitiful, but Xu Fan was essentially a positive character, as long as he was with him, together, Xu Fan will be very happy.
At this moment, Xu Fan smiled happily at his eyes, which was really good-looking. The little face was a little different from his appearance. That little difference should be like that man...
That man ... forget, don't want to think about this.
Xu Zhao said with a smile, "OK, let's make money together."
"Good! I want to make a lot of money and eat meat every day."
"Do you want to eat meat every day?"
"Well, I have to eat ice cream every day."
"Okay, tomorrow we will eat ice cream."
Xu Fan immediately opened his eyes and asked, "Dad, can I really eat ice cream tomorrow?"
"Really."
"Do we have money?"
"some."
"Great."
"Well, so you go to bed first, and tomorrow we will buy ice cream."
Xu Fan lied down on the bed and closed his eyes.
Xu Zhao continued to lean in front of the kerosene lamp to calculate an account. His quarters of wheat harvested 120 pounds, removed 60 pounds sold, 18 pounds of grain, and 42 pounds, 40 pounds of mill flour is enough for him and Xu Fan to eat for a period of time. After this period of time, he must have money, otherwise he and Xu Fan will not be able to buy autumn clothes, and they will not even be able to eat, so they must make money as soon as possible.1
He now has a total of nine yuan. If he sells Popsicle, he needs foam boxes, he needs to rent bicycles, and he needs to make quilt-covered Popsicle. These need at least three yuan. The price is four cents, so he can get one hundred and fifty at a time, and he can earn three dollars a day, thirty days in ten days, ninety days in thirty days.
Ninety dollars is actually quite a lot, but for Xu Zhao it is still a bit low, because Popsicle can only be sold for only summer, and after more that, there is no income.
So, if you do this, what happens next?
The faint yellow kerosene lamp swayed, draped a light halo inside the hut, and blew three-point streamers along the wooden window to the back of the house. The insects sounded behind the house, and it seemed extremely quiet tonight.
Xu Zhao finally thought about it on this quiet night. When he got up and walked towards the bed, he found that the mosquito net was not pulled down. Xiao Xufan had two big mosquitoes on his face. He hurried forward to "snap" twice and put down the net to avoid the mosquitoes; Xu Fan still fell asleep.
But the next morning, Xu Fan had two more red envelopes on his face. Xu Fan glanced at a small lens picked up by the scavenger and turned his head to Xu Zhao, saying angrily: "Dad, I don't look good Now! "
Xu Zhao asked: "What's the matter?"
"The mosquito bit me ugly, I'm so angry."
"... No, you still look good."
"Ugly."
"You're still pretty." Xu Zhao said firmly.
Xu Fan was angry.
"Okay, come over and eat."
"OKay!"
" .."
Xu Zhao took Xu Fan to the field when it was near noon, but he did not do any work. He found a shade to sit with Xu Fan and used branches laying on the ground to drawing Xu Fan while giving small animal and while looking towards the field. After waiting for about half an hour, and finally the person he has been waiting for finally came.
Xu Zhao looked into the distance, a slight smile appeared on his face.
