Siheyuan: If you have the butcher's knife in your hand, let's try again.

Early the next morning, Mrs. Jia Zhang went to the alley with a dustpan to sell insoles.

Put all the packed insoles on the dustpan and wait for customers to come.

However, not long after it was put on the market, instead of attracting customers, it attracted people from the street office.

"Sister-in-law, how come you are doing business at the entrance of the alley? Don't you know that business is not allowed here?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang rolled her eyes at the person at the street office and said, "What's wrong with me selling some insoles to support my family? It's not hindering anyone, so why don't you let me sell them?"

The person from the street office explained: "Not only can't it be sold here, but it can't be sold anywhere else."

"Those who are prohibited from doing business will be jailed if they do business!"

When she heard that she was going to jail, Jia Zhang was trembling all over.

I just came out of prison not long ago. If I go back in just to sell something, it won't be worth it.

But if we don’t sell them, these insoles that we worked so hard to make will rot in our hands.

So, I began to plead with the people at the street office.

"Can I just sell some? My insoles are very good. You will sell them out in a moment. I will leave when they are sold out."

With that said, Mrs. Jia Zhang took out a pair of insoles and showed them to the people at the street office.

The people from the street office saw that they had done a good job.

However, if the regulations do not allow the sale, it will not be allowed to be sold, even for a short period of time.

"Auntie, you are making things difficult for me. If I want you to sell it, I will lose my job."

Mrs. Jia Zhang was not a person who did not understand the world. She picked up two pairs of insoles and forced them into the hands of the street office.

"You can take these two pairs of insoles and be accommodating. I will sell them and leave in a while."

The person from the street office quickly took a few steps back and did not pick up her insole.

"Auntie, what are you doing? We won't accept them. You should quickly put the insoles away and go home. If you say you can't sell them, you can't sell them!"

The people at the street office became tougher.

Originally, they were trying to persuade Jia and Zhang to take care of themselves.

Unexpectedly, she acted recklessly and even bribed people with insoles, which made the people at the street office very angry.

In the past, Mrs. Jia Zhang would have dared to confront the people from the street office, but now she does not dare.

She had been in prison and knew what it was like, and she didn't want to experience it again.

Since the person from the street office refused to collect the insoles, she changed her approach and said:

"I wonder if you have heard of the name Jia Dongxu?"

The people from the subdistrict office nodded, Jia Dongxu and the others knew.

He was hit by a car and turned into a vegetative state. He is still lying in the hospital.

This incident was very popular at the time, and most people within a ten-mile radius had heard of it.

I heard that he was knocked into a vegetative state and his wife and mother were unable to visit him.

Because they are both in jail.

"Well, I heard that he was hit by a car and turned into a vegetative state. What a pitiful man he is."

The people at the street office didn't know why the sister-in-law in front of them suddenly mentioned this matter. What does this have to do with her selling insoles?

"I am Jia Dongxu's mother!"

After Jia Zhang finished speaking, there were tears on her face.

The person from the street office was surprised and asked, "Are you his mother? Isn't his mother in jail?"

"I am indeed fucking, I just came out!"

"You said you didn't know, but my daughter-in-law and I couldn't find jobs after we came out. If we can't make money, we can't even take the blame."

"Originally, my daughter-in-law found a temporary job as a handyman in a steel rolling mill, but she was fired from the factory because of her child."

"Now, we have no source of income again."

"I came out to sell insoles out of desperation. Just because my family is so miserable, please let me sell them."

Mrs. Jia Zhang cried while talking, which made the people in the street office sad.

The fate of this family is really too tragic and deserves sympathy.

However, sympathy is sympathy, and insoles cannot be sold.

"Sister-in-law, your experience really makes me cry. However, we still can't set up a stall here. You'd better close the stall."

"We don't want to do anything hard, so you should be more sensible."

Even though Mrs. Jia Zhang had good words, she still couldn't set up a stall, so she had to pack the insoles and put them in a bag and carry them back.

It was a bad start. This happened on the first day of setting up a stall.

If you can't sell insoles, you won't make money, so the money you spent on materials was wasted.

Thinking of this, Jia Zhang felt sad and cried again.

After crying, he locked the door and went to the hospital to find Qin Huairu.

When Qin Huairu saw her, she looked listless and asked:

"Mom, why are you here? What happened? Are the insoles sold out?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang shook her head and said, "I haven't sold a pair yet. The people from the street office won't let me set up a stall."

Qin Huairu replied: "The people in the street office are too lenient. It doesn't matter what they do if you sell things."

"Then why don't you sell it somewhere else while they're gone?"

Jia Zhang also thought about it, but the people at the street office said they couldn't sell it anywhere.

If it is discovered again, it will not be as simple as a warning, but sent directly to the police station.

No matter how brave Mr. Jia Zhang was, he would not dare to set up a stall elsewhere.

Hearing this result, Qin Huairu was also discouraged.

I originally thought that Jia Zhang could make some money by setting up a stall selling insoles, but now it's better.

I didn’t make any money, so I folded my capital into it.

It seems that I will have to rely on stupid pillars to live in the future.

Seeing Qin Huairu's sad face and anxious about this matter, Jia Zhang said:

"Huai Ru, don't worry too much, mom will find a way to sell the insoles."

Qin Huairu didn't know how she would sell insoles, so she had no choice but to let her do it.

Jia Zhang came out of the hospital and returned to the courtyard.

She took the insoles and sold them door to door in the courtyard.

However, everyone in the courtyard can make insoles, and no one buys her insoles.

This made Jia Zhang very angry and cursed.

"A bunch of white-eyed wolves, what's wrong with buying me a pair of insoles?"

"My family is like this. Buying a pair of insoles can be considered as supporting me."

Jia Zhang thought that there were dozens of families in the courtyard, and if one of them bought her a pair of insoles, she would not have to worry about having no place to sell them.

But after asking almost everyone in the yard, no one was willing to sell it, which made her very annoyed.

She came out of the backyard with a pile of insoles. When she passed Lin Bai's house, she heard Lin Bai and Xu Mengjing talking about insoles.

When Xu Mengjing was cleaning Lin Bai's shoes, she found that the insoles were worn out.

So I got up and looked for new insoles, but after searching around, I couldn't find a pair.

Only then did I remember that I had not made new insoles for a long time when I was raising a child. There were no new insoles at home to replace.

"Lin Bai, you go to the market to buy some materials and come back. When you have free time, I will make you some new pairs of insoles. Look, your insoles are all rotten and can't be worn anymore."

Lin Bai saw that the insole was indeed broken, so he threw the insole into the trash can.

"The child is fine. Just take good care of the child. Don't make insoles. It's a waste of time."

"I'll just go to the market and buy a few pairs."

Xu Mengjing muttered: "The insoles sold in the market are not as easy to wear as the insoles made by myself. The insoles made by myself are soft and comfortable."

But Lin Bai asked her to take care of her baby and rest at home, but refused to let her make insoles, so she had to give up.

By chance, Jia Zhang heard their conversation and quickly entered the room to sell her insoles.