"That's not right. Then you are quitting the studio you are building at home?"
Li Rong rolled her eyes: "When you planted the pear tree, was the pig farm closed?"
Zhao Qingsong chuckled twice: "Isn't this too hard?"
"No, dealing with you is much harder than making money." Li Rong pointed out.
Zhao Qingsong said in a flattering tone: "Just once tonight, huh?"
"Hurry up, you have to clean up the house tomorrow."
While in the capital, Zhao Qingsong had to go see Ding Liren. Seeing that Zhao Qingyang was staying at home, he asked him to go with him.
By the way, I introduced them both to each other.
Zhao Qingyang met Ding Liren, a fruit wholesaler, and knew that he was a big business, otherwise he wouldn't have helped Zhao Qingsong sell so many pears, he was just a big boss.
Zhao Qingyang and He Xing managed the small restaurant together. They were considered small bosses. They met many people. When they saw Ding Liren, they didn't feel inferior to them. Instead, they greeted Boss Ding generously.
Ding Liren smiled and raised Erkang's hand: "No, no, Brother Zhao, you don't have to call me that. Just call me Lao Ding like Lao Zhao. I'm just a wholesaler selling fruits."
Zhao Qingyang and Zhao Qingsong looked at each other, and the latter punched Ding Liren: "Black-hearted boss, the Chinese New Year is almost here, and there is no holiday yet."
Ding Liren glanced at Zhao Qingsong: "Do you think everyone is as free as you? In the fruit business, the Chinese New Year is also the peak season. Others are buying fruits to visit relatives. Your father just closed the door and waited for the Chinese New Year. It's really cool for the whole family.
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Zhao Qingsong was happy and said nothing.
In fact, Zhao's father also knew that the fruit business was good during this period, so he didn't close so early last year. This year, it was because his eldest son and his family all went to the city and wanted to have fun together.
Ding Liren once again invited the Zhao Qingsong brothers to a nearby restaurant for dinner.
Zhao Qingyang listened silently and realized that Zhao Qingsong had done so many things in the capital, no wonder he could earn so much money.
He had always known that his younger brother had ideas, but he rarely asked about them.
On the way back to the courtyard, Zhao Qingsong asked Zhao Qingyang: "Brother, it's been a few days since I came to the capital. How do you feel?"
"I'm a rough guy, how can I say anything? I can only say one word, okay." Zhao Qingyang turned around and looked around. Cars, electric cars, bicycles... came and went, "The capital is the capital.
, Our county is just a small place, do you really plan to keep growing pears and raising pigs at home? Although you are rich, I feel that you can earn more in the capital."
Zhao Qingyang couldn't help but ask Zhao Qingsong about his future plans, and he had some speculation that Zhao Qingsong planned to take root in the capital in the future.
The courtyard was bought by Zhao Qingsong, whose wife and children all go to school and work in the capital.
The two brothers rarely chat like this. Zhao Qingyang asked about it. Zhao Qingsong thought about it and said, "Yes, there are more opportunities in the capital. I won't stay in Dajiang Village forever. Brother, I'm in the capital."
After you buy a house, you need to take root in the future, so I have been taking you to plant pears over the years."
Zhao Qingyang was startled, but he didn't expect that Zhao Qingsong had such a plan.
Zhao Qingsong glanced sideways at Qingyang: "Brother, have you ever thought about coming to the capital? If you want to come, save money to buy a house. The current housing prices in the capital are rising very fast, and it is estimated that they will rise even more in the future."
Zhao Qingyang shook his head: "I talked to your sister-in-law. We live in the village, in the capital. I asked my younger siblings before, and it's tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. We can't afford it. In fact, I'm more used to the river.
In the village, we said we were going to build new houses, but fortunately they were not built.”
He smiled: "I have a little money now. I have discussed it with your sister-in-law, and we will buy land and build a house in the county. It will be convenient for Daniu and Erniu to go to school. In the capital, there is too much pressure. I hope An An goes to a kindergarten.
It costs so much money. Besides, we are at home, so when you return to your hometown in the future, you won’t have no place to stay.”
He just thought that no matter how much money Zhao Qingsong earned outside, he would return to his hometown one day. Don't Chinese people pay attention to the principle of fallen leaves returning to their roots?
To put it ten thousand steps back, even if Zhao Qingsong doesn't go back, his parents will definitely go home in the future. Otherwise, where will they be buried if they die?
I heard that cremation is advocated here in the capital, where people are burned to ashes and put in boxes.
What a sin it would be.
Of course, these are the thoughts that Zhao Qingyang keeps in his heart.
The most important thing is that he and He Xing are relatively content. They are satisfied with guarding the small restaurant and Lishan and raising their children.
Zhao Qingsong did not comment on Zhao Qingyang's thoughts. There was indeed not as much pressure in the county as there was in the capital.
The cheapest house in the capital costs 30,000 to 40,000 yuan. The money Zhao Qingyang has is less than 20,000 yuan. He doesn't know how long it will take him to come to the capital.
As for the money spent by An An to go to school, Zhao Qingsong knew it, but it was not Li Rong who told him. It was Zhao Qingsong who couldn't help but mention it to Zhao Qingsong every time after paying the money, or knowing how much money Li Rong paid to the kindergarten.
A mouthful.
That kindergarten was one of the best in the capital, and Li Rong was always willing to spend money on An An.
She didn't blink when she handed over the money, but Mother Zhao felt distressed. It was always a problem of cognition. Aunt Fen, who cooked at home, couldn't earn more than 200 a year. Mother Zhao felt that paying tens or hundreds of dollars was like
Just like cutting meat.
But for Li Rong, the money can be earned back quickly.
Fortunately, Zhao's mother didn't feel sorry for the money in front of Li Rong. She would only mention it to Zhao Qingsong, and occasionally she couldn't help but complain to Li Rong about collecting money.
Zhao Qingsong just smiled after hearing this. Isn't it because of his wife and children that he works so hard to make money?
Li Rong could spend it if he wanted to, and if it wasn't enough, he would work harder to earn it.
It's just that his wife Li Rong is also very good at making money. Zhao Qingsong is worried that the other party will make too much money and won't spend his money, which will frighten him!
The chat between the two brothers was very short, but they roughly set the outline of the future.
Li's mother knew that the eldest brother of Li Rong's mother-in-law's family had come to the capital, so she asked Li Kaizhi and others to take them to the courtyard to see Li Rong.
Li Kaizhi and the others rarely went to the courtyard house. When they wanted to go, the whole family took them with them, and Li Xuanzhi also went.
When Li Rong was still in Dajiang Village, she mentioned it when she had a quarrel with Huang Dalan and the others over the sausage matter, and it spread around the village.
The whole family is a great employee, and they are also senior cadres in the army.
Zhao Qingyang was not frightened when facing Ding Liren, but facing Li Kaizhi and the others, he still felt unspeakably uneasy like ordinary people with flat heads seeing high officials.
Li Kaizhi was a few years older than Zhao Qingyang. When he saw that Zhao Qingyang and Zhao Qingsong looked similar, they were both tall and strong, he couldn't help but ask: "Why didn't you join the army?"
Zhao Qingyang didn't know why the other party asked this. It had been so many years, but he still replied truthfully: "I didn't catch up with the time, and it's not like I can go there if I want to. There are only a few villages."