I'm really just the village head

"Second strong, do you think Master is stupid?"

Li Hongbing felt very uncomfortable.

Liu Chunlai used the new-style furniture made by the three of them who had been tired for so long, earning so much, and taking so many orders.

26 sets, 22360 yuan.

Two million yuan households.

Inside, the cost is only about two thousand.

Originally, these money should have been earned by the three of their masters and apprentices.

Before, he proposed to Liu Chunlai to give him a salary of 36 per month, which was very exciting.

But after watching for a day, my mind became alive, and the more I thought about it, the more angry it became.

Liu Chunlai made so much, why should he only give him 36 yuan?

"Old watch, my father is smart." Zhang Erqiang knew Li Hongbing's mind, "We haven't sold it for so many days..."

"I don't want to follow them, do you persuade Master? Let's do the same, and make a set of furniture for seven or eight hundred!" Li Hongbing hoped that Zhang Erqiang could stand on the united front with him.

Zhang Erqiang speaks more effectively than he can.

"You want to say it yourself. What dad does, I will do what dad does. Daddy brought me out because I am stupid and can't find a woman in my hometown..." Zhang Erqiang shook his head.

He is not stupid.

Just too lazy to use his brains.

Li Hongbing was helpless.

I can only wonder how to convince the master.

Let him do it?

Even if he saw the master do it with his own eyes, he participated in the whole process, but after a few years of apprenticeship, he still did not become apprentice.

You can't just watch others earn this money.

"You boil a pot of porridge, and it's such a hot day, urging others to deliver it." Tan Lin asked his wife after Wu Xuehua said they delivered it for a while.

Wu Xuehua glared at him, “I’m not doing this for you? Don’t worry, I’m coming back early, just preparing to cook porridge. This hot day, especially Liu Chunlai, looks like someone who has never suffered. If Jianzhong can have him willing to endure hardship..."

"Okay, keep your voice down. After a while, he will be noisy when he comes back." Tan Lin glanced at the room and sighed.

Wu Xuehua immediately stopped speaking, washing the pot, mixing it with water, and putting it on the gas stove before going to eat.

Looking at other people's children and then her own children, she could only sigh helplessly.

Wu Erwa's house.

Liang Guilan, who works in the match factory, dragged her exhausted body home. As soon as she got under the tube building, she smelled a smell of meat.

He swallowed hard and sighed.

The husband left early, the eldest son was married and separated, and the second son became an educated youth after returning to the city, and did not do business all day, and there were two daughters in school.

Relying on her meager salary in the match factory, she could barely make ends meet, and could eat one or two meals a month.

Now that the match factory is not doing well, life at home is naturally difficult.

I don't know where the second son died.

As soon as I went to the second floor, I watched the 17-year-old girl wearing a waistband and cooking on the gas stove in the aisle.

The lampblack is permeated.

The girl was sweating profusely.

"But time?" Liang Guilan suddenly became angry.

This girl is too uneasy.

The wages paid by the factory are getting less and less. Although I haven't eaten meat for half a year, I can't live like this!

"Mom, the second brother bought not only meat, but also fish! Wash your hands, the food will be ready soon." Wu Meili flipped the spatula briskly, turned his head and said briskly to the frosty mother.

There was a smile on his sweaty face.

"Mom." Wu Erwa grinned as she looked at her old mother, leaning against the smoke-filled room door.

As soon as Liang Guilan saw him, a fire broke out.

This short-lived son, who was not doing his job properly all day long, finally asked the street to be introduced to the machinery factory as an apprentice, but he didn't go either.

All day long messing with a bunch of educated youths who are returning to the city, not to mention sharing her pressure, and even making her look up.

A few years ago, I was arrested many times for dumping some small things.

"Kortoise son, make trouble all day long and dare to come back. Why don't you die outside!"

While cursing, while waving the floral cloth bag in her hand, she hit Wu Erwa...

"Mom, don't beat the second brother!" Wu Jia, the little daughter who used to do homework in the house, was wearing a brand new floral dress and stood in front of Wu Erwa.

Wu Erwa pulled the little sister behind her.

Seeing that my old lady didn't do anything, she pulled her into the sultry room.

From his trouser pocket, he took out several sheets of Black Great Unity soaked in sweat, and handed them to Liang Guilan, "Mom, I used to be ignorant. From now on, I will take care of family affairs!"

"Xianren Banban, what did you do? Where did you get so much money?"

Seeing the money handed over by her son, Liang Guilan had no surprises, only surprises.

This turtle son, shouldn't he do something illegal, right?

Seeing the old lady about to do it again, Wu Erwa couldn't laugh or cry, "Mom, Mom, this money is not illegal! Last night I met a big boss who helped him sell his pants. He gave it to Yang Xiaole and they all..."

"Still be the master? That's speculation!" Liang Guilan didn't take the money, her face became serious.

"My mother, how can this be speculation?" Wu Erwa was about to cry.

Although it is despised to do business, he sells it at Liu Chunlai's price.

These things can't be explained clearly to my mother.

"You work for a private person?"

"I am a salesperson in a collective enterprise..." Wu Erwa quickly explained as she looked at her old mother's expression.

The old lady was timid. He and Yang Xiaole used to collect eggs from the countryside to exchange food coupons and so on. They were so scared that the old lady wanted to sever relations with him.

There are more people doing business, especially the largest city in the southwest.

On the streets, you can see Erdao peddlers blatantly setting up stalls.

Wu Erwa naturally doesn't approve of saying they are bad masters.

Those who have a deep background are bad masters.

They just helped Liu Chunlai sell clothes.

"Are you from their factory?"

"Sales manager." Wu Erwa was absolutely determined.

Only then did Liang Guilan, who had little insight, let go of her heart a little.

"Mom, the food is cold, and the little girl's saliva is drained..." Seeing that the old lady didn't scold the second brother any more, Wu Meili hurriedly shouted for dinner.

A family of four, one room.

There is a curtain separating it. At night, when the mother and daughter sleep inside, Wu Erwa can naturally sleep outside.

The two younger sisters are older. He is at home, which is very inconvenient, so he rarely stays at home.

The little girl had been greedy for a long time, when she heard her sister say that she was going to have dinner, she hurriedly packed the books and homework, and put the table in the middle of the room.

A braised fish, a bowl of fried pork with chili, and a white scoop.

Eat better than Chinese New Year.

"Slow down, don't get stuck by the thorn!" Seeing the little daughter gobbled it up, her bulging mouth had not been swallowed, and then she held the vegetables in her mouth, Liang Guilan's heart tightened for no reason.

"Mom, eat fish!" Wu Jia picked up a thick piece of fish and put it in Liang Guilan's bowl.

Liang Guilan picked up the fish and put it in the bowl of the little girl, and also caught a few pieces of fish for the big girl.

Wu Jia was not happy anymore, and wanted to put the fish in the bowl to the old lady.

"Fourth old, mom likes to eat fish head, your sister knows that before, mom used to eat fish head..."

"You lied! No fish head or meat!" Wu Jia is already 10 years old, and naturally it is not that easy to be deceived.

Liang Guilan grinned and squeezed out the sweat from her forehead: "So you are stupid. Although the fish head has little meat, there are no fine spines."

"You're talking nonsense, this is a catfish, it doesn't have any fine spines..." Wu Jia refused.

"Mom really likes to eat fish heads!" Liang Guilan endured her heartache and tried not to let the teardrops falling from her sour eyes.

I picked up the meatless fish head and ate it with relish.

"Sister, fish head is really delicious?" Wu Jia saw that her sister was only eating fish head, is she really too stupid?

My wife and sister ate all the delicious ones?

She wanted to taste if fish head was better than fish, but there was only fish in the bowl.

Wu Erwa was watching and listening. He did not dare to see the little girl, but as he ate, his eyes became confused.

In order not to let the two younger sisters see him crying, he can only lower his head and pick up rice.

Endure the sadness.

Don't let the tears fall.

Since his father passed away, the family has never bought fish.

In 1981, he returned to the city from the educated youth point, and there was very little meat and fish at home.

Fish do not have oil and water, and they consume oil. The low income pulls a few growing children, where are they willing to buy fish?

"Mom, eat meat!"

Wu Meili saw that the old lady only sandwiched the green vegetables and the peppers in the meat, and picked up the meat from a large chopsticks and put it in her mother's bowl.

Liang Guilan wanted to postpone, Wu Meili said directly, "Second brother cut more than two catties of meat today. If you don’t finish eating, it will be rotten tomorrow morning..."

Wu Xiulan gave the meat in the bowl to Wu Erwa, and put a lot of it for the two girls. She seldom eats meat.

Looking at the meat in the bowl, Wu Erwa's tears couldn't help anymore.

Like broken beads, they keep falling into the bowl.

At the end, put down the bowl and rush out quickly.

He ran to the outside of the tube building and slapped himself severely.

"Wu Erwa, what your dog said is not a thing!" Crouching in the corner of no one, he whispered while beating herself.

Before, for the envy of others, all the money I earned, I bought a four-speaker recorder, flared pants and thick shoes...

I have never considered what life my elder mother and younger sister will spend at home...