"Then does his daughter know this? I guess she has a grudge in her heart. Our Lingling is still in the same class as her."
Sun Huifang took a bite of watermelon and looked worried.
"Why don't you know? Officer Gu said back then that it was her family's fault that her father bullied our family. Why should you blame us? It's just a little girl."
Qiao Xiangqian said disapprovingly.
He didn't know that in his previous life, this little girl had killed him and designed to kill his wife and daughter. Even though he knew that his father deserved the crime, he blamed all the reasons on the victim.
Qiao Jinling thought to herself: "It turns out that Wang Xiaojiao knows that she should stay away from her in the future. This person is not only hypocritical, but also inherited her father's viciousness."
"Dad, Mom, please be careful Wang Xiaojiao from now on."
Qiao Jinling thought it was time to remind her parents.
"What's going on? Lingling, did something happen at school?"
Qiao moved forward and touched her daughter's head, lovingly and lovingly.
"It's okay, Dad, will you still sell mushrooms tomorrow?"
Qiao Jinling changed the topic and asked Qiao to frown forward. He said worriedly: "I think it will only take one more day to sell, and the mushrooms are almost harvested. I still have to think of ways to make money."
"If you have more money, spend more. If you have less money, spend less. Don't worry."
Sun Huifang comforted her husband's heart.
"Why don't I go help Uncle Gensheng butcher the cows? I'll give you 10 yuan per cow. He's a big money maker. He's the only one who raises more cows in our village. I heard that he sends his beef to restaurants in the city, so he's making money.
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Qiao Qianqian was envious from the bottom of his heart. All the capable people around him were active, but he could not make any money from anything he did.
"Dad, you will be selling mushrooms tomorrow. Please take me with you. I know the arithmetic taught by the teacher, so I can help Dad settle accounts."
Qiao Jin's heart moved, and she took her father's big hand and acted coquettishly.
"Okay, I guess it's only tomorrow, so I'll take Lingling there."
Qiao Qianqian fondly agreed. He was always reluctant to refuse his daughter's request.
In the early morning, chickens crow and dogs bark, and Beiheyan Village gradually wakes up. The mist is lingering. Take a deep breath and feel refreshed.
The mushrooms Qiao Qiangqian picked today were obviously much less. There were not even half-nylon bags, and there was only a small bunch bundled on the back seat of the car.
When he arrived near the family's courtyard, he started shouting again. Qiao Jinling squatted in front of the Erba cart, shook the stirrups with her little hands, and the rear wheels whirred, while she glanced at the pedestrians on the street.
She finally saw the person she wanted to find, the fat aunt who bought the mushrooms for the first time.
"Hello grandma!"
Qiao Jinling trotted over to greet her. The fat aunt was startled, and she immediately reacted and said with a smile: "Oh, it's you, little girl, you came to sell mushrooms with your dad again. Grandma didn't buy them today. She ate them."
In two days, my grandson was tired of eating it."
She smiled sarcastically and was about to walk away when she was stopped by Qiao Jinling again.
"Grandma, I see that you are a kind-hearted person. You are so kind to your grandson. Your grandson must be very smart. You have raised him well."
You can wear it a thousand times, but you can never wear it to flatter yourself.
Praising children for their hard work may not necessarily make the elderly happy, but praising their children for their intelligence and cleverness will certainly make them smile.
Sure enough, the fat aunt laughed so hard that her eyes were squeezed into slits. She covered her mouth and smiled and said: "You little girl is really good at talking. If my little grandson is half as good as you, I will be like Amitabha."
"Grandma, my family is poor, so I learned to make money. Your grandson is a blessed person and doesn't need to learn these things."
Qiao Jinling took advantage of every opportunity and picked out what the fat aunt liked to say. If you want to do business, you must first make people happy.
"Son, if you are poor, you will definitely be rich in the future. In fact, if you have any good things in your village, just sell them in the city. People here will taste fresh and unadulterated."
The fat aunt didn't wait for Qiao Jinling to speak before she took the initiative.
"Well, grandma, you still have an idea. My name is Lingling, and I live in Beiheyan Village, the same village where cows and sheep are slaughtered."
Qiao Jinling guided the fat aunt to think towards the result she wanted.
"Oh, I've heard of it."
"The freshly slaughtered beef we have over there is so fresh. It's hot and pink. It sticks to your hands when you pat it. The meat still jumps."
Qiao Jinling said it vigorously and exaggerated it vigorously.
"Hey, Lingling, you can bring some beef here to sell it. We don't care about meat stamps anymore. The meat at the farmer's market is watered, and the pork is also fat. People here love to eat beef."
The fat aunt gave a kind suggestion.
"Yeah, grandma, we don't have any capital. What if we bring the beef and don't sell it, it will be a disaster."
Before Qiao Jinling finished speaking, she was interrupted by the fat aunt: "Child, let's do this. I'll ask the neighbors who wants it and how much they need. You can bring as much as you want. That's fine."
This is exactly the answer Qiao Jinling wants. This is the group purchase in the previous life, which was unlocked in advance by the fat aunt.
With this idea, if you can make beef dough, of course you can make other things.
"Thank you grandma, then I'll come back tomorrow."
"Why are you here? Children still have to go to school. I can just discuss this matter with your father. You and your daughter are both real people. When I bought mushrooms yesterday, your father gave me several more skewers."
The fat aunt is also a cheerful person.
Qiao Jinling thought to herself: "My stupid dad finally got the idea."
After selling the mushrooms, Qiao Jinling told Qiao Xiangqian about this. His eyes widened and he asked in shock: "Lingling, is this true? My daughter is really amazing."
"Of course, you don't want to see whose daughter I am?"
Qiao Jinling held her little face up, looking proud and waiting for praise.
"By the way, Dad, I want to go to the post office."
"Do you still want to buy letter paper or something? You just bought it and it ran out?"
"Dad, please don't ask."
Qiao Jinling twisted her body and acted coquettishly. This trick was especially effective for Qiao Xiangqian.
"Okay! Okay! The little girl has grown up, and she has something to hide from her father."
Qiao Qianqian complained, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he rode to the post office after a few whirrings. Qiao Jinling patted the envelope containing the submission, not sure if he would be successful, but it would be a good deal if there were dates or not.
When he returned to Beiheyan Village, even his buttocks were firmly seated, Qiao Jinling took his father to find Niu Gensheng.
"Lingling, what are you in a hurry for? Let your dad have a sip of tea and come over to wipe the sweat. You're hot. There's blood in the place where the cow is being slaughtered. What's a little girl doing there?"
Sun Huifang pulled a towel to wipe her daughter's sweat, feeling extremely distressed.
"Huifang, you don't know how capable our daughter is. We have another way to make money."
After Qiao Qianqian finished speaking, he downed a large amount of leaf tea in an enamel jar. It was full of broken tea foam and he had to spit after a few sips.
"Hey, you father and daughter have gone out for a while, and you have learned a lot. Tell me about it."
Sun Huifang gave her daughter a bowl of cold white wine and fed her to drink.
"Mom, do you have some good tea at home? Get some for Dad."
"What are you doing with tea? I only have half a pack of big leaf tea at home for entertaining guests."
"Give it all to my dad."
Sun Huifang glanced at Qiao Qianqian, and he nodded with a smile. She couldn't help it, she sighed, went into the room and took out half a paper bag of tea leaves from a small porcelain jar.
"Let's go, Dad, don't be too late."
Qiao Jinling pulled Qiao forward and walked away like a gust of wind.