Yan Bugui immediately brought his canvas bag and followed him to the backyard. He had earned quite a bit by writing couplets during the New Year.
Li Wuwei pushed his bicycle to the middle courtyard. There was a bag on the back seat, and Qin Huiru was carrying another bag in her hand. It was eye-catching.
"Happy New Year, Jia Zhangshi."
Li Wuwei waved his hand. It was the Spring Festival, wasn't it festive?
"What's there to be proud of? When Dongxu and his wife come back, there will be good things too.”
Jia Zhang-shi was muttering to herself, but she didn't come out of her house.
Li Wuwei thought that the shoes under his feet could still be worn for a while, so he didn't go to provoke them. Pei, it was a scam. It seemed wrong, it was to influence Jia Zhangshi.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the backyard. Second Aunt and the others also came out to greet them, but they did not see Sister Xu.
"Li Wuwei, you weren't here for the past two days. The Xu family moved away. Fengling was still talking about you and said that she wanted to come back to see you.”
The second aunt thought that although there were fewer people in the backyard, there would be new people soon. This was also good.
"Yo, that girl Fengling is really rare.”
Li Wuwei thought that perhaps he would be the unforgettable brother in Xu Fengling's memory in the future.
At this moment, Qin Huairu stepped forward and unlocked the door. Yanbugui quickly helped to carry the things back. It was quite heavy.
"Li Wuwei, you guys do your own things. I'll write on the table and choose two good couplets for you.”
Yan Bugui also put down his bag and took out a red paper, a brush, and ink. He was a primary school teacher, so he was still well-educated.
"Huai Ru, get two pears for Third Master and some preserved fruits for others.”
Li Wuwei wanted to make him a cup of tea or something, but he had been gone for two days and there was no hot water at home.
"Alright!"
Qin Huairu opened the bundle on the table and took out the things inside. This was meant for the people in the courtyard to see, so there was no need to hide it.
Yan Bugui poked his head out and saw many good things. There was a chicken, many mountain products, and pears and preserved fruits. These were fruits that no one in the courtyard could bear to buy.
There were also large bags of peanuts. Peanuts were really expensive now. They cost 50 cents a catty even with their shells. They were even more expensive than meat after being peeled. The production was low.
He even saw a lot of eggs and a piece of bacon that weighed at least five pounds. He had made a killing.
Yan Bugui did a rough calculation and found that it was worth twenty to twenty yuan.
"Third Uncle, here you go."
Qin Huairu took two pears and a small paper packet of preserved fruit. She then went to pack them up and prepared to sew clothes with the sewing machine.
Yan Bugui happily wrote two couplets and pasted them on both sides of the door together with Li Wuwei. Someone had to watch over them so that they wouldn't be pasted askew.
"Third Uncle, your handwriting is really good, but you still need to practice more.
I've heard people say that no matter what you do, as long as you invest 10,000 hours, you can become the best.
Who knows? You can make a fortune with this calligraphy in the future.”
Li Wuwei wasn't talking nonsense. The Jia and Zhang families all had their own skills. As long as they had channels, the cloth shoes they made would definitely sell well.
"That's good. You're right. I just want to make a small fortune.”
Although Yan Bugui still felt that Li Wuwei's character was not good, he was happy to chat with people who spoke nicely.
"By the way, your father-in-law's family is a rich farmer?”
"If they are not rich farmers, they have many brothers and relatives. They help each other in the mutual aid society. There are forty to fifty people in their village who are related to each other.”
The so-called mutual aid society was the embryonic form of the people's community. It was the same as the public-private partnership. From individuals to small collectives, then to large collectives, and finally to achieve a harmonious society.
"Oh, no wonder."
Yan Bugui understood. His relatives must have been tricked by him.
"Alright, the couplet is pasted."
"Third Uncle, do you want eggs or cash as payment?”
Li Wuwei didn't mind. As long as he worked, he would give the corresponding remuneration.
"Six eggs, not much! There are six people in my family."
Yan Bugui rubbed his hands. He was a little hungry because he didn't buy any eggs for the new year.
"Sure!"
In the blink of an eye, Li Wuwei took out an egg that was worth 30 cents. Seeing that Yan Bugui had carefully placed it in his bag, his face was filled with joy.
"Eh, Qin Huairu already knows how to use a sewing machine?”
When Yan Bugui was packing his bag, he glanced into the room and saw Qin Huairu making clothes by the window.
"She knew how to use it a long time ago. I took her to learn it before. The tailor didn't teach her for nothing.”
He had learned it himself and even designed a few clothes for children.
"That's good. Qin Huairu is smart. That daughter-in-law of the Jia family still doesn't know how to use it.
By the way, do you want to go for a walk? Auntie Wang and the others asked you out just now.”
Yan Bugui was full of rewards and wanted to go home to have fun.
"Let's go. We'll walk around the courtyard and come back for dinner later. Why wasn't Da Mao and Silly Zhu here?”
As he spoke, he followed Yan Bugui out of the backyard.
In the end, before they could find Auntie Wang in the front yard, they were pulled back by Mrs. Chen in the middle yard. They couldn't leave.
Soon, the aunties in the courtyard came out to chat about their daily lives. They mainly wanted to find out about Qin Huairu's family situation.
Jia Zhangshi had also come over. She didn't bring a stool and just stood there, wearing the soles of her shoes.
"Li Wuwei, my Bihua is pregnant, but why isn't there any news from your Qin Huairu?”
Jia Zhang-shi didn't have good intentions and wanted to use this as an excuse. These days, the concept of descendants was very strong. No matter how capable or how much money you earned, as long as you had no descendants, it would be a waste of effort. You would have no face to see your ancestors.
"Why isn't there any movement? My Huai Ru is also pregnant. Jia Zhang-shi, your needlework is good. Help my child make a few pairs of shoes. We're entering the courtyard now, neighbors should help each other.”
Li Wuwei also suddenly thought of this. It was not enough to just have a sewing machine to make clothes. They lacked shoes. It was not easy to sell them outside because they were all made by their own families.
"No, why should I make shoes for your child?”
Jia Zhang-shi was stunned. Can you be more reasonable? You're robbing me openly.
"My Qin Huairu knows how to use a sewing machine, but does your Bihua know how to use one?" Li Wuwei asked with a smile.
And me, I know how to use it too. Learning sewing machines outside costs money.
How about this, you use the shoes as a reward, and I'll reluctantly teach your wife how to use the sewing machine.”
When the aunties heard this, they hurriedly voiced their support and persuaded Jia Zhangshi to be happy.
"Jia Zhang-shi, what are you hesitating for? This is a craft.”
"That's right. That sewing machine is so expensive. You can't just leave it at home and eat dust, right?”
Coincidentally, Second Aunt came from the backyard and shouted loudly,"Li Wuwei, I saw Qin Huairu making clothes just now. They're only so big for children and look festive.”
Jia Zhang-shi stood there and asked somewhat embarrassedly,""Then how many pairs of shoes do you want?"
"Let me calculate!"
Li Wuwei knew that Jia Zhangshi couldn't refuse, so he thought for a moment and said,""Seven pairs of small shoes and a pair of big shoes for Qin Huairu and me. Friendship lasts forever. Nine is a good number!”
"Aiya, that will take a lot of effort.”
Jia Zhang-shi felt that it was too much. Although children's shoes were small, it was very troublesome to make them. The soles had to be thick and soft.
"There's no rush. I'm making a reservation. It's still early for children to wear shoes.”
Li Wuwei remembered that babies usually wore socks when they were young. They would only wear shoes after six months.
"Alright then, I'll get you a pair of shoes first. You're the same size as Dongxu, so we have ready-made ones. What size shoes does Qin Huairu wear?"
Jia Zhang-shi thought that there was nothing to lose. She made shoes every day.
"I'm not too sure either. Give me a pair first. I'll ask Qin Huiru later.”
Li Wuwei imitated Yan Bugui and rubbed his hands. He was in a good mood when Jia Zhang-shi gave him something.
"Then just you wait. We agreed that you have to teach my Bihua how to use a sewing machine.”
Jia Zhang-shi hadn't worn her New Year's clothes this year and had been brooding over it. She couldn't leave the sewing machine at home as a decoration.
Jia Zhang-shi immediately went back to her room. She had just made a new pair of shoes. She was going to give them to Dongxu, but she gave them to Li Wuwei first. She still had stock in her box.
"Li Wuwei, you really have a way. Jia Zhangshi is stingy, and you've already taken advantage of it.”
"You really know how to use a sewing machine. Jia Zhang-shi wasn't that easy to talk to.”
The aunties in the courtyard were not afraid of making a big deal out of it. They also knew how to make shoes, but with Jia Zhangshi carrying the thunder, they were safe and could chat here.
"Of course, I know how to use it. I'm a fitter. No matter what, the sewing machine is still a machine. It's meant for people to use.”
After Li Wuwei boasted for a while, he saw Jia Zhangshi come out of the house with a brand new pair of white cloth shoes and handed them to him.
"Hey, isn't that Jia Dongxu? He's back too.”
"He's carrying a big burden. I'm afraid he's earned a lot. In the future, our hospital can find more rural wives.”
Li Wuwei turned his head and saw that Jia Dongxu had really returned. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that he had lost a little weight and looked a lot more haggard. He didn't see anything unusual about him.
"Mom, I'm back."
Jia Dongxu was delighted, but he saw Li Wuwei and the same cloth shoes in his hands.
"No, Mom, you didn't give Li Wuwei shoes again, did you? You can't do this. He's not a good person.”
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