The sewing machine was brought over by two brothers, Li Boshan and Li Bosong. Her mother looked very happy and helped them drink water. She also gave the two brothers a few pieces of sorghum glutinous rice she had bought for her yesterday.
Li Boshan took out ten dollars from his pocket and gave it to Bai Xiu.
"Aunt Bai, my mother said that we appreciate your kindness, but this sewing machine has been used for a few years, so we can't let you give so much."
"Tsk~ What's so much? A new sewing machine costs more than 200 yuan these days! It's true for your mother too."
Bai Xiu tried to stuff it back in, but failed. The two brothers, as if they had agreed upon it, quickly left the Feng family's door one after the other and ran back home without looking back.
"Yanjun hasn't come back yet?" Bai Xiu stuffed the ten dollars into his trouser pocket and looked at the sewing machine in front of him with joy.
"No, I probably won't be back for a while."
"You said you didn't stop Yanjun at all. When will he be able to sell this big bag of things? It's just his group of bad friends? Not to mention patronizing his business, don't figure him out to the end.
Even if they lose their son, they have a conscience."
The things in Feng Yanhong's hands tightened, and she could only grin and comfort her.
"You don't have to worry too much about him. Boys have to suffer a little to gain a good memory, right?"
"Who is worried about him! I care about money! When he asked me for money yesterday, I shouldn't have given it to him. Who knew that this little brat would do such a big thing without even discussing it with anyone?
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While complaining, Bai Xiu skillfully adjusted the sewing machine. He moved a bench over and tried again. After a while, the sewing machine started making a clicking sound.
Her mother had never been idle, so in a short while, she had done all the clothes and beddings in the house that needed patching, sewing, and alterations.
After finishing what he was doing, he looked up and looked out the window, "Did your dad say where he went?"
"Dad said that the old sow is about to give birth, and he wants to go take a look...it seems to be back."
There was already a flashlight flashing in front of the door, and there was a sound on the door.
"I asked someone to check it out. The sow must have given birth to cubs in the past two days. It looks like her belly is quite big. There may be seven or eight cubs this time."
Feng Taizhou stamped his feet in front of the door with a hint of joy in his tone. When he walked in and saw the sewing machine, his eyebrows raised.
"This sewing machine..."
"It's from the Li family. Sister Ji said she needed money, and she didn't use it very often, so she gave it to me. I gave her one hundred and thirty yuan, but she insisted on returning ten yuan."
Bai Xiu explained quickly, as if he was afraid that Feng Taizhou would misunderstand something.
"It's okay. Just keep it when you return it. When you get back, I'll look for an opportunity to pick up something."
When Feng Taizhou mentioned the Li family, he paused in washing his hands, with a look of regret and even a little guilt.
"You don't need to tell me about this. When our family was in trouble, other people helped us a lot. I remember their kindness clearly."
Bai Xiu put down what she was doing and handed him the teapot.
"I brought ten eggs over there, but I was afraid that Sister Ji wouldn't accept them if I gave them too many."
"Well. That bastard Yanjun hasn't come back yet?"
"I'm back! I'm back. Hehe~"
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yanjun opened the door curtain and jumped in.
"Hmph! Wash your hands before going in!"
Feng Yanjun didn't refute, and still had an excited giggle on his face. He washed his hands a few times, without even using soap, shook the water, wiped a handful on his body, and prepared to run in again.
"Come back and pour out the water!"
Feng Taizhou's tone was particularly stern today, and his face was also very serious.
Feng Yanjun still obeyed obediently, went out, poured water and put the basin back to its original place.
"I don't care if you want to sell things or do business, but one thing is, you are not allowed to recruit people into your home!"
Feng Taizhou stood in the center of the living room, holding a teapot and lighting Feng Yanjun to set the rules.
Feng Yanjun suddenly lost his joy and said, "Dad, if you don't come home, where can I sell it?"
Feng Taizhou took a sip of tea and spoke calmly. "The business is your own. I have no control over where you sell it, but this house is not yours alone. You cannot disturb the basic life of your family."
"Yeah, I get it." Feng Yanjun lowered his head, his aura was much reduced, but he was a bit unconvinced.
"Yanjun, my brothers are here to take care of your business. Hey, uncle, aunt, and Yanhong are all here?"
"A few of us are here to find Yanjun."
Among the four or five young men, Chen Jianguo stood at the front and had already entered the room. Behind him was Lu Guodong. She couldn't tell who was standing outside. Those people were blocked in front of the door, separated only by the
I peered through the window a few times.
Seeing that the atmosphere in the Feng family was not right, several people quickly shrank back.
"Wait for me by the well house."
"Sure! Hurry up."
Feng Taizhou's expression did not change during the whole process, and even when Feng Yanjun carried the bag and the carton out, there was no sign of any looseness.
When Bai Xiu saw Yanjun leaving, he poked Feng Yanhong's arm.
Feng Yanhong immediately understood. She went back to the house to find an old notebook and brought a pen, "Dad, let me go out and take a look."
"Yeah." Feng Taizhou responded softly, and Feng Yanhong took a flashlight and lifted the door curtain and went out.
When he turned back, Bai Xiu was already holding the sewing basket and picking up the soles of his shoes.
"Don't do it this late. Do it tomorrow. It will hurt your eyes."
"It's almost done. I've been busy for a few days and I haven't even put the sole of this shoe in place."
Feng Yanhong turned on the flashlight and heard the laughter and laughter from the well house in the distance.
Chen Jianguo held the rubber shoes and gestured to his feet, "Hey~ These are really Jiefang rubber shoes. Yes, Yanjun, he is quite capable."
Brothers Lu Guodong and Lu Guofu poked their heads to look at the bags Yan Jun was rummaging through. "Is there anything else good?"
Liu Jiaxing took the pair of rubber shoes from Chen Jianguo's hand, put them under the light, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Brother, I'll get you a pair of shoes. I'll keep them on credit first, and then I'll pay you your wages."
"What are you thinking about? When people do business, you will owe money if you ask for it? The supply and marketing cooperative sells it more expensive than this, do you owe money?"
Chen Jianguo snatched the rubber shoes from Liu Jiaxing's hand, retorted, and held the rubber shoes in his arms.
"What does it have to do with you? What does Yanjun and I have to do with each other? How can he not give me this little face?"
"Yes, the matter between Jianguo and his family has nothing to do with you, let them talk about it."
Lu Guodong smiled, his eyes almost narrowed into a thin line.
Feng Yanjun's face was not very pretty. Seeing him in a dilemma, Feng Yanhong knew that he didn't listen to a word of what she said.
Feng Yanhong threw the notebook and pen to Feng Yanjun angrily. "I'll give it to you for accounting. You can't do business without an account! Go home early. Also, you must remember what I told you."