Back to the Sixties: Farm, Get Wealthy & Raise the Cubs

Zhou Xiaomei pursed her lips and smiled.

This is true. Now in Shiliba Village, who doesn't envy her fourth brother for marrying her four-sister-in-law's daughter-in-law of IKEA and IKEA.

Three generations.

"But selling buns, can you really make money?" Zhou Xiaomei hesitated.

"Isn't it stupid? If I don't make money, can I introduce you to my uncle? And where can I do business without making money." Lin Qinghe said.

Then spread out and told Zhou Xiaomei, even if a bun makes five cents, ten buns will cost fifty cents. Can't you sell fifty buns a day?

Fifty buns are enough, and they will surely be sold out at once.

The profit of fifty buns is two dollars and five dollars. How much is in one month?No matter what you do, you will never be worse than work.

And it's still delicious, it will do business, and it will sell more.

Zhou Xiaomei heard a daze, she really didn't count.

"You told your uncle about this matter. I heard about it in Beijing. There was a wave of laid-offs, and many people will be laid off in the future. I don't know about the younger uncle, but I always make good plans early. I ’ll give you two guarantees, do n’t worry, I ’ll still be able to protect you in the school. ”Lin Qinghe said.

For the best students, the school can give a lot of convenience.

At the school entrance or other places, that's all right, she used to say hello.

"Well, then I will talk to Dalin." Zhou Xiaomei nodded.

"So you have to raise your baby well, don't need to think so much, as long as your husband and wife are willing to work hard, the children will never be hungry in the future." Lin Qinghe said.

"It's not okay to be hungry. I want to go to Beijing and settle down there." Zhou Xiaomei said quickly.

"Your sister-in-law I wrote it down for you." Lin Qinghe laughed angrily.

The two sisters sat almost together, and then they left.

Su Dalin asked her to come home for lunch at noon. Lin Qinghe said it was no longer needed, and the family would go to the restaurant.

With a wave of your hand, the family took photos.

The masters of photography are familiar with their family, they come every year, even if it snows during the New Year, they have to come to make up after the year, can you be unfamiliar?

"This time is passing quickly. When you first came here, these three children were so young." The teacher compared the height of a small bean, and then said: "This is higher than your dad. . "

Especially Zhou Kai, that is really not much shorter than his father.

Family reunion photos, and then personal, found seven or eight photos, and then finished.

"Well, how old is this child? I don't know if there is any object. I have a niece who is just eighteen ..."

After the teacher finished speaking, the second baby smiled and said: "It's too big at the age of eighteen, my elder brother is only fifteen this year."

"It's only so tall at fifteen?" The teacher's eyes were brighter: "I have a girl, just the same age as you."

"It's too early, my eldest brother is still in college." Sanwa laughed.

"Still a college student?" The teacher looked at Dawa's eyes just like the young man who was watching his own parents.

"See you next time, Master." The baby couldn't stand it, waved her hands, and hurried away.

Lin Qinghe couldn't laugh, it was really the idea of ​​hitting her son everywhere.

"The master probably thinks that we are almost what he looked at and grew up, very knowledgeable, so I want to marry a girl to your elder brother." Erwa said.

"A fifteen-year-old is regarded as a twenty-year-old. My elder brother sympathizes with you and looks too anxious." Sanwa said.

"You don't need to say me, I think you will be similar to me by then," Dawa said.

They have three brothers, only the second one looks like their mother, both of them are like father.

But like dad is not bad.

Now I'm looking anxious, but looking at their father's age, it hasn't changed from a few years ago.

So Dawa doesn't feel inferior at all.

Sanwa did not believe that she would be so anxious in the future.

The whole family came to the restaurant to have lunch, and finished eating before watching the movie.

After coming out of the cinema, I went to the restaurant again, and then went home.

Lin Qinghe made Zhou Qingbai's car. As for the second baby and the third baby, let their elder brother take them home.

"This blink of an eye is so big. When we entered the city, these were three small radish heads." Lin Qinghe looked at the brothers in front of him riding a bicycle, and said in the past.

In the past, when she brought two brothers, two and three, to the town to get pork, the two sat on a bicycle and ate popsicles, and then waited for her to come back.

The two little radish heads are now so big and so tall.

I have to say that it is hard work to raise children, but looking at the children so big every day, the sense of accomplishment in my heart is not ordinary.

Zhou Qingbai said: "What to say to Xiaomei in the house."

"How do you ask this?" Lin Qinghe wondered, he never asked these things.

"Mother asked me to tell Xiaomei that she would not be allowed to kill the child, and she would be born," Zhou Qingbai explained.

He told Su Dalin, but he didn't tell his sister.

"Relax, I think Xiaomei himself means this too." Lin Qinghe nodded and said: "She is a little worried that this child is about to give birth, then her unit must have been given her a place, so she pulled me and said A good conversation. "

"Give her any idea?" Zhou Qingbai asked.

"If Uncle Zhang can't do it over there, I plan to let the couple take the children to sell buns in Beijing." Lin Qinghe said.

"Selling buns? Can you make a profit?" Zhou Qingbai couldn't help it.

"Look at these small businesses, isn't it, how much money can a bun make now?" Lin Qinghe asked him.

Zhou Qingbai has counts in his mind: "There are seven or eight cents."

"Seven or eight cents are there, but if he earns a little less first, manages his personality, gives more points, and grows bigger, he will earn five cents if there is not much. Can you sell it? "Lin Qinghe asked.

"Dalin's steamed buns are good, and they can be sold." Zhou Qingbai had also eaten steamed buns made by Su Dalin, and nodded.

"So basically don't worry, but wait until you can stop here, let me tell you, I see Xiaomei is yearning for the Beijing city, I don't even have to be there, I am there, she will go sooner or later "" Lin Qinghe smiled.

Zhou Xiaomei, the little aunt, was very determined to follow the pace of her four sisters-in-law.

"What about us?" Zhou Qingbai hesitated.

He thought a lot, but he didn't think of it until now. If he goes to Beijing, what can he do?

"It's not easy. When it's time to go to open a stationery shop, when the time is almost up, let's go to the south to buy goods." Lin Qinghe had already planned for a long time, said.