Sang Xiaoyu carefully pushed the car out. Unexpectedly, Uncle Wang was waiting here on the roadside.
Seeing Sang Xiaoyu come out, he stepped forward and got on the car and let Sang Xiaoyu get in the car.
He said while riding: "When riding this bike, it is actually quite stable. Do not put the cargo at the very back, otherwise it will easily overturn and become difficult to control. If you are tall, you don't have to twist your body too much, and the force must be even."
Uncle Wang demonstrated for three minutes and even asked Sang Xiaoyu to ride on him and hold him.
Sang Xiaoyu was just a little nervous at first, but under Uncle Wang's command, she finally calmed down. She felt that it was no different from riding a bicycle.
Uncle Wang saw her getting into the car and said to her back, there is no God in the world, no matter how difficult it is, you have to rely on yourself.
When Sang Xiaoyu arrived on the road, she became timid when faced with the passing cars. She would push him where there were people, and only ride up when no one was around.
Everyone on the road is in a hurry, and every pair of eyes is full of searching.
After thinking about it for a long time, Sang Xiaoyu realized that she had been too rough in the past. She had never been able to see all kinds of things in the world while being busy like she is now.
It’s not easy for everyone, I’m just too smooth.
That night, Sang Xiaoyu was half asleep and half awake in fright and fear.
The mice that built their nest seemed to know that guests were coming to the house and they had food to eat, so they came here to party in the middle of the night.
They kept biting and biting.
Sang Xiaoyu had no choice but to get up twice in the middle of the night to check her rice bag.
She couldn't sleep and didn't dare to sleep. Unknowingly, she thought of her happy time.
Sang Xiaoyu didn't know how she fell in love with Cheng Weize in the first place. At that time, she was studying industrial design at a university in Meilanjiang, and Cheng Weize opened a small restaurant in front of the school.
Sang Xiaoyu liked to come in and eat a bowl of noodles when she had nothing to do. Cheng Weize was very attentive to her and even persuaded her to work in his shop to earn living expenses.
By some strange combination of circumstances, Sang Xiaoyu actually agreed.
Cheng Weize is so handsome, and he has the image of a tough guy. There is always a hint of understanding in Cheng Weize's eyes when he looks at her, which makes Sang Xiaoyu very comfortable.
Cheng Weize had a small truck at that time. When Sang Xiaoyu was resting, Cheng Weize would rather close the business than take her for a ride.
Sang Xiaoyu thought of how many times the summer breeze blew through the car window and blew on her face. It was easy to imagine such a scene.
Coupled with Cheng Weize's careful care and sweet words, Sang Xiaoyu knew she had fallen in love.
Compared with boys of the same age in college, Cheng Weize is mature and has the responsibility of a man. He likes to pamper Sang Xiaoyu like a princess and does not let her suffer any injustice.
Sang Xiaoyu once said that there was a boy who liked to pester her. Cheng Weize rushed into the campus without saying a word, but Sang Xiaoyu told him to calm down and said that he would call the boy over.
The boys simply didn’t believe that Sang Xiaoyu had a boyfriend and that he was still a man who had only graduated from junior high school.
When Sang Xiaoyu introduced Cheng Weize to this white-faced scholar, Cheng Weize used a very domineering air to tell the boy to stay away from Sang Xiaoyu.
The boy immediately got scared and said behind his back that Sang Xiaoyu had found an uneducated gangster.
Somehow these words reached Cheng Weize's ears. This was a great shame and humiliation for him. If Sang Xiaoyu hadn't stopped him, he would have done something stupid.
At that time, Sang Xiaoyu felt a chill coming from the root of his hair and felt that he was too impulsive.
Of course Cheng Weize knew that he was not worthy of Sang Xiaoyu and asked her to come to his home many times.
When Sang Xiaoyu went to Cheng's house for the first time, the family felt like they were visiting dolls.
Especially the two sisters, I don’t know what tricks their brother used to have such a highly educated, good-looking and gentle girl.
She is liked by almost everyone in the Cheng family.
Sang Xiaoyu got married right after graduation despite the pressure of her family's strong dissatisfaction with Cheng Weize.
After marriage, Sang Xiaoyu felt that Cheng Weize's love for her had not diminished at all, but was just a bit chauvinistic and controlling.
Fortunately, Sang Xiaoyu herself is a girl who doesn't like to play around. She doesn't feel as strongly as others, and the two of them live as warmly as ever.
Sang Xiaoyu didn't dare to think about it anymore. It was already three o'clock, so she immediately got up and started to prepare for the morning market.
At half past four, she pushed her cart to a nearby market.
The weather has reached its coldest moment, and the biting cold air makes Sang Xiaoyu shrink back.
Fortunately, the market is not too far from where she lives. Before going home last night, Sang Xiaoyu picked up five boxes of seasonings from the soy sauce factory.
Sang Xiaoyu wanted the reward for that bottle. The sales manager said that all five boxes must be sold on the same day to get the reward for one bottle.
When she got up in the morning, Sang Xiaoyu didn't dare to take too much, so she only placed two boxes to try.
The market is chaotic and chaotic, with shouts of hawking coming and going.
Sang Xiaoyu searched for a long time before dropping two boxes of spices next to a middle-aged woman.
She saw that the woman had a kind face and was selling eggs, melon seeds and other small things, so she squatted next to her.
Her heart was pounding. She didn't know the rules here at all.
The market here is not very standardized. Most people are squatting on the ground, and some small commodities are placed on the ground.
The woman looked at her and asked her what she was selling.
Sang Xiaoyu explained for a long time, and the woman seemed to understand a little bit. She asked her name again, and Sang Xiaoyu said she was "Lazy Sister-in-law."
The woman laughed loudly after hearing this, saying how could such a name be sold?
Sang Xiaoyu asked the woman to look at the goods for him, and she locked the tricycle behind her.
He took out the soy sauce bottle-like condiments from the box and said, "This means that women who are not diligent can also make the most delicious meals."
The woman stopped talking, picked up a bottle and asked how much it cost.
Sang Xiaoyu said five yuan.
The woman put the bottle back without thinking and said, "Forget it, you are the most expensive seller here and no one will buy it."
The woman ignored her anymore. It was only a little after five o'clock, the sky was not completely bright yet, and there were too few people visiting the morning market.
The woman shouted loudly. She sold stupid eggs for three cents each and melon seeds for a dime for a small cup.
Sang Xiaoyu couldn't scream the first time.
The woman looked at her again and asked doubtfully: "Is this your first time selling?"
Sang Xiaoyu nodded.
The woman said: "You still want to sell goods like this? I think you look like a cultured person."
Sang Xiaoyu thought that she could still see that she was an educated person and that she had a sharp eye, but what was the use?
Do you really want to pull your neck and scream?
It was so cold that Sang Xiaoyu couldn't help but stand up and stamp her feet, feeling terrified in her heart. She saw these small vendors were all like wolves and tigers, and they wanted to rush forward to rob the people they saw buying goods.
The middle-aged woman felt so sorry for Sang Xiaoyu that she suddenly shouted in help: "Lazy sister-in-law, lazy sister-in-law, lazy sister-in-law who doesn't need to learn how to cook."
Sang Xiaoyu hurriedly knelt down and glanced at her gratefully.
The woman gave her a look, which means it's your turn.
Sang Xiaoyu imitated her behavior, but couldn't scream.
The woman said, if you are like this, why are you here to sell anything? Just go home and be your eldest lady. This place is not suitable for you, right?
Sang Xiaoyu was excited by her and suddenly shouted loudly.
Strangely enough, she felt confident when she shouted her first shout. When someone came to ask, she gradually became more natural.
The woman said, this is what you look like, you have to look like what you are doing, and you are not here just for show.
The woman has some regular customers, and when they come to buy eggs, she also sells them seasonings.
The woman is not very good at speaking, and her words are a bit hurtful, but she is kind-hearted. Seeing that Sang Xiaoyu is really weak, she is still willing to help her.
When it was almost eight o'clock, the woman was about to close the stall and go home. She said to Sang Xiaoyu: "This market is not suitable for this product. How many bottles did you buy today?"
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Eleven bottles"
The woman said: "Most of the people here are from the suburbs and their consumption is not high. This soy sauce is too expensive."
Sang Xiaoyu didn't dare to explain that this was not soy sauce at all, but she just nodded her head.
When walking back, unexpectedly, two people stopped by. Sang Xiaoyu couldn't tell the address, so she had to describe it. The woman said it was such a coincidence that she lived not far from her home.
Sang Xiaoyu asked her to get on the car. The woman's eggs were all sold out. She saw Sang Xiaoyu riding a bicycle, so she asked her to sit on the car and started riding quickly.
Seeing how skilled she was, Sang Xiaoyu felt that she was not good at anything.
When they arrived at Sang Xiaoyu's home, Sang Xiaoyu was polite and said, "Why don't you sit in the house?"
The woman got out of the car very happily and followed Sang Xiaoyu to her home.
Sang Xiaoyu actually didn't want her to come in, but seeing how enthusiastic she was, he had no choice but to let her in.
The woman was stunned for a long time when she saw the bare-walled house. She asked, "Are you alone? Is this also called home?"
Sang Xiaoyu blushed and could only tell her that she had just rented a house to sell her goods.
The woman looked at her simple utensils and said that the rice bags must be thicker with silk threads, otherwise the mice would eat them all?
She also said that she would use some bark or tape as a starter to start the fire. Sang Xiaoyu nodded in agreement.
The woman said her surname was Sun and she was forty-two years old. Let's call her Sister Sun.
Xiaoyu also said her name.
Sister Sun asked where her man was?
Sang Xiaoyu said she was working elsewhere.
Sister Sun seemed to understand their family's dissatisfaction and said:
"If I didn't see you as an intellectual with no experience at all, would you still want to sit next to me today?
At first glance, you just don’t know the importance of place to people. The locations here are all fixed. In the summer, there was a lot of competition for land, but now it’s much worse.”
Only then did Sang Xiaoyu realize it, and she kept saying thank you.
Sister Sun said that there is a management fee of three yuan every day here. When you are next to me, the person said that they will not charge it on the first day.
Sang Xiaoyu was shocked and said: "Three yuan? It's too expensive. How many yuan can I earn in a day?"
Sister Sun said: "They don't care about your business. If you don't pay, they will tell you to get out."
Sang Xiaoyu felt that she was right to let her in, so she asked some more details.
Sister Sun is a talkative person, but she said she must leave now to cook for men and the elderly.
After saying that, he left in a hurry.
Having earned eleven yuan, Sang Xiaoyu was satisfied. She still had a whole day at her disposal.
Sang Xiaoyu cooked a bowl of millet porridge and began to pack the seasoning box. She was going out to sell it.
She was never sure how many boxes to take.
At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Sister Sun came in with many things.
"You can't even live a normal life. How can you live without these things?"
Sister Sun put down her things as she spoke. There were firewood for the fire, silk plastic bags for rice and flour, and a few sticky bean buns and melon seeds.
Sang Xiaoyu felt sorry and said: "How dare you accept such a thing from you? I..."
Sang Xiaoyu felt that she really had nothing to give to the other party, so she had to pick up two bottles of condiments, bring them to her and say: "Sister Sun, thank you very much, please take this."
Sister Sun took one look and said, "I won't take such a valuable thing, and you still want to sell it for money."
Sang Xiaoyu could see that she wanted to take it.
He forced it on her and said, "If you don't take it, I won't want your stuff either."
Sister Sun took it in her hand and said, "I only take one bottle, otherwise we will have nothing to talk about."
Sang Xiaoyu didn't persist.
Sang Xiaoyu carried three boxes of condiments and started selling them to major shopping malls and wholesale markets. She received a huge blow, and basically no one cared about them.
Only then did Sang Xiaoyu understand why Huang Daqing hired so many salesmen and couldn't open up the wholesale market at all. The main reason was that the price was high and the price difference was small.
Sang Xiaoyu didn't come back until evening and didn't push out a bottle.
She wanted to try again at the night market, but Sister Sun came again and said that there were too few people in the night market and it was better to squat in the market during the day. Maybe she could still sell some, but she was not optimistic.
Sister Sun said to let her rest for a day. What kind of life have you been living? You look like you are from the city. Alas, you are so good-looking and you have suffered such a crime?
Sang Xiaoyu rode for a whole day and received countless looks at her. Seeing Sister Sun enthusiastically arranging things in the house, she told her that she was particularly afraid of mice.
Sister Sun left like a storm.
After a while, she brought a few mouse traps and a bottle of insecticide. She said that this thing was very effective, and with this, the mice would gradually stop coming.
Sang Xiaoyu asked her to get two more bottles of seasoning. Sister Sun said it was okay. Since we are neighbors, we must help out.
She also said that the seasoning was really good. Just one or two drops would make the bowl fragrant. When Sang Xiaoyu heard her say this, she was even happier than praising herself for her beauty.
When Sang Xiaoyu saw Sister Sun leaving, she started to pack her things. She had been selling to no avail all day, but she had brought back a lot of wood and other burning materials.
She even picked up junk. There were at least a lot of paper shells and drink bottles on the car.
If the classmates in her class knew that she was now a rag picker, why would they laugh their big teeth off? Especially Zhao Siyue.
Sang Xiaoyu added some more coal, and the room was steaming, but it was only on the kang. She didn't dare to burn more, for fear that the coal would burn out, and she really couldn't afford it.
She took out an advertising poster she picked up on the street and drew the ingredient list and performance description of the seasoning on the back.
No matter where she is, Sang Xiaoyu always takes her paintbrush with her. It is her only hobby now.