Pamper Eighties

"Ha, it's sweet and delicious." Mengmeng blinked her big watery eyes and said soft and glutinous words. The voice was so sweet that it made the uncles and aunties in the city all over the place. Especially rare, what a shrewd little girl, looking at her like that, you know that watermelon must be delicious.

Madam Feng had already stood up and shouted enthusiastically, "Come over here and have a look. The authentic Hainanese sweet watermelon is big, sweet and fresh. It was just shipped from Hainan this morning. If you want to buy fresh watermelon, you can buy it now, everyone. Come and take a look at my watermelon, keep it, you will be addicted to it, and you will want to eat it, the sweet, big and fresh Hainanese authentic sweet watermelon."

Madam Feng shouted for several times, and soon attracted a large group of citizens who bought vegetables. One of the aunts stood by the side and looked at it, and finally couldn't help but said, "Eldest sister, how do you sell this watermelon? ?"

Madam Feng took out a piece of paper and hung it on the table, and a warm smile bloomed on her face, "This car of watermelons is sold one by one, each one costs 15 yuan without a ticket, and each watermelon weighs more than 25 pounds. , we can only keep more and not less, and we are too lazy to weigh them, you can choose, the bigger the bigger, the more cost-effective, come and come, I will give you a try on the spot, you can buy it if it tastes good."

This group of citizens looked at the watermelon and decided in their hearts. A watermelon sells for 15 yuan, which is a good price. They are also very smart in the city. This kind of rare southern fruit is usually only eaten by senior cadres. Yes, or the sick patient can only eat one or two pieces with a doctor's certificate. If ordinary people want to eat, they can only try their luck when the special products are offered in the city during the festivals. , often start queuing in the middle of the night, and the price is so expensive that you may not be able to buy it. Now the price of this watermelon stall is half cheaper. It is strange that you can try it without a ticket.

Mrs. Feng took out a kitchen knife and cut the watermelon into slices. The bright red watermelon flesh was very appetizing, and the sweet smell made me want to drool. The guests picked up a piece of watermelon and put it in their mouths. Inside, it's sweet, crunchy, and indescribably delicious. This watermelon is really top-notch.

Among the customers, someone who knew the goods took out the money on the spot and asked for two large watermelons. When others saw it, they quickly took out the money and carefully selected them, especially those big and round ones, the heavier the better.

Materials are in short supply these days. People in the city save money all year round, but they can't buy anything good. Now they finally come across a watermelon, and they are all scrambling to buy it. Soon the news spread. Groups of guests came over from the upper circle. They waved their banknotes and wanted to squeeze in front, for fear that they would not be able to buy them if they arrived late.

Mrs. Feng was so happy that she couldn't keep her mouth shut. Her old man and the driver were standing behind carrying watermelons. The watermelons in the bucket were dwindling at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they were all sold out in less than two hours. In this way, there are still customers who keep rushing to buy it, and I am very sorry to hear that the watermelon is gone.

Seeing this situation, Mrs. Feng immediately decided to go back to the village to pull another cart of watermelons. Her old man and the driver discussed it, and Mrs. Feng got into the car with Mengmeng in her arms.

The car was swaying, Mengmeng felt a little sleepy after being held by her grandma, she yawned and closed her eyes. Madam Feng quickly adjusted her posture to make her sleep more comfortable. Old man Feng whispered: "Old man, this watermelon is so easy to sell, I thought we would have to sell it for a week, but I didn't expect that in just one day, all of our watermelons would be sold. You have to collect the money in it."

Old man Feng had a blue one on his chest. He brought this schoolbag from the south. He hugged it tightly and didn't dare to let go. I’ll lie to you, our watermelons are sure to sell well in this provincial capital. Lao Shishi and I observed every day and saw this opportunity. We can’t lose if we sell one for 15 yuan, and we can save a lot of trouble. Wait for us. When I returned to the village, I quickly picked all the watermelons in the field, and tried to sell them out today."

Madam Feng said with satisfaction: "Sure, I'll listen to you, it's up to you to use your brain. Look at our silly son, who is still worrying about the sales of watermelons. The people in our village are stupid enough to give it away for nothing. That Boss Wang, I don't know how to ship it out and sell it."

The old man Feng pursed his lips and raised his chin, "You think everyone has the ability to do this, the people in our village are not divided, and they can't do this. Now is not the time of the production team. I used to say what I said. Everyone has to listen to me. The Yimin generation is different. The village cadres' words are useless. They still refuse to stop them from being fooled. They think it's trying to harm them, hehe, just wait and see. , My eyes are the most accurate in seeing people, I don't think that Boss Wang is a good person, and this matter is definitely not over."

Madam Feng pouted and said impatiently: "You care about them, this matter bothers Yimin himself, anyway, you are not a cadre anymore, so don't worry about this kind of business, the two of us are still focused on making money. That's fine."

Old Man Feng nodded his head and clearly agreed, "Hey, you're right, let the young people take care of the young people's affairs. We two are old. It's true that we can make good money while we can still move."

The Feng family returned to the village and hurriedly picked all the ripe melons in the watermelon field. The remaining raw melons were left in the field and did not plan to pick.

They followed the car to the provincial capital again. It was almost four or five o'clock in the afternoon. This time, they didn't go to the vegetable market, because there were not many people in the vegetable market at noon. Old man Feng had experience and directed the driver to drive to a It was below the family building of the factory. The workers just got off work and could make it in time. This watermelon cart went around the nearby factory and sold out all the watermelons. By the way, the Feng family was sent back to Taoyuan Village. The driver took the money and drove away. .

The Feng family was so excited that they rushed into the room and closed the door when they got home. They took out the two blue ones and dumped them on the bed. Shan, the old couple of the Feng family were stunned, and Mengmeng was stunned. When did they see so much money? How much does this cost in total? There are simply too many to count.

Mengmeng curiously took out a five-dollar grand unity and flipped it over. She didn't know this kind of money, but she knew that there were many, many more, she opened her mouth and sighed in admiration: "Wow, a lot of money. what."

"Haha, isn't it? We've made a fortune this time, and we Mengmeng helped earn this money. If you weren't there to eat watermelons to attract customers, our watermelons wouldn't be able to sell so fast. Oh, Mengmeng is really amazing. That's it." Madam Feng rubbed Mengmeng excitedly, and both grandparents and grandchildren narrowed their eyes with a smile.

It was Old Man Feng who interrupted them: "Okay, old lady, we must quickly count the money, it will be dark, and when the money is counted, we must hurry up and hide it, so much money can't be allowed in the village. People know, otherwise there will be a lot of troubles in the future."

"Oops, then we have to count."

Madam Feng beamed with joy. She sat on the edge of the bed with her old man and began to count the money. Mengmeng sat on the inside of the bed to help them sort the numbers. It took me more than half an hour to count all the money.

At the end, Madam Feng looked at the thick pile of money on the bed, and she was so shocked that she couldn't believe it, and her hands were still shaking when she touched the money, "I'll drop it, old man, our family sold two carts of watermelons. , I earned back more than 70,000 yuan. Hahahaha, this money is also very profitable. You sold goods some time ago, and your family also saved 30,000 yuan. Our family has become a household of 100,000 yuan? Hey, hey Why am I so happy? Hahahaha."

Old Man Feng was also shocked. He had never seen so much money in his life. His first thought was to hurry up and hide. He carried Mengmeng to the chair next to him, and greeted his old wife and said, "Hurry up and put the bed for me. Move it away, hurry up and hide the money, and tomorrow we should take it to the bank in the provincial capital and save it, otherwise I will never worry about putting so much money at home."

Madam Feng nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, yes, yes, you need to set up a passbook, and put it in Mengmeng's name. What do you think of the old man?"

"That's right, I think that's the way to go."

The old Feng family hadn't hid the money when they heard a loud noise from outside the house. Hearing the movement should be someone from the village, the old man Feng hurriedly urged: "Hurry up, hurry up, come from the village. People, don't be seen, Mengmeng, you can't say it when you go out."

Mengmeng tightly closed her mouth and nodded obediently, her big eyes filled with a cheerful smile.

The old couple hid the money and walked out with Mengmeng in their arms. The sky was completely dark. The lights were turned on at home. The main room and the courtyard were filled with people from the village. They were screaming and screaming, and it was almost impossible to hear what they were talking about.

Seeing that his eldest son was caught between the villagers and couldn't hear what they were saying, Old Man Feng cleared his throat and shouted loudly, "Don't make any noise, come one by one, what's going on? You speak first."

The named villager was about to cry. He was like a mindless fly, his lips trembling and he began to complain: "The melon is gone, the money is gone, Boss Wang has been gone all day and hasn't come back. He said yesterday that he would come to our village at noon today. We thought he had something to delay, but we didn't wait for him until it was dark. This is not right, village chief, that boss Wang is not really a liar Bar?"