Reborn Petty Citizen

In the early morning of the next day, the family got up early to wash up and went out with Zhang Ze.

Zhang's mother and Zhang Ti went out of the stall, and Zhang Ze took the luggage to send Zhang's father to the station.

Looking at the back of Zhang's mother riding away in the car, Zhang's father hesitated to speak, and after walking for nearly half a street, he couldn't hold back and asked Zhang Ze: "Why did your mother become like this?"

Zhang Ze was taken aback for a moment, and looked sideways at Zhang's father, who didn't seem to be chatting casually. After thinking for a while, he didn't understand what his question meant: "What's wrong with my mother?"

"Didn't you notice?" Zhang's father stared at his son speechlessly, "She has a strange temper now. Didn't you notice the difference in the way she talked to me yesterday? I used to fight with your grandma in the county hospital. When she was in the village, she obviously had a good temper."

"Hehe," Zhang Ze twitched the corners of his lips, and couldn't help being sarcastic, "I think she looks pretty good now. At least we can read books and not be bullied."

Zhang's father couldn't understand at all, and suddenly felt that his son's ideological realm was far behind his own.He had no choice but to shake his head helplessly, and was reminded a hundred times by his son to put away his passbook and not allow withdrawals before getting into the car, and then set out on the road in the morning light.

Zhang's mother takes care of the children at work every day at 09:30, and the work location is not far away, just down the Jiefang Road where Zhang's family lives.The flow of people there has dropped sharply since the intersection, and most of the houses facing down are single-family houses. Although it is not a well-known wealthy area in Huaixing City, no one can underestimate the residents who come out of here.But that's right, people who are willing to spend this kind of price to find a nanny who doesn't have to cook and take care of their children full-time are definitely not far behind.Before nine o'clock, Zhang's mother hurriedly changed her oily apron and bid farewell to her children. Zhang Ze and Zhang Ti only had to ride their bikes back to the yard in an hour and a half before taking the cake pan home.

This was the first time for her to leave early, and some more congenial vendors in the market came to inquire about the reason. After Zhang Ze told the truth, many people praised Zhang's mother for her hard work.

The period from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] is probably the busiest time for business. From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], the flow of people gradually decreases. Even so, Zhang Ze and his brother are still sweating profusely because of the lack of people.

Zhang Ti's fingers fluttered and pinched the dough, Zhang Ze was optimistic about the heat and fried the steamed stuffed buns and wanted to collect money for change.However, most of the customers queuing up are old customers. Seeing that the siblings are a bit overwhelmed, they generally stop urging them.

The two of them were so busy that they didn't know that a Jianlibao can suddenly fell from the sky and hit Zhang Ze's feet with a loud noise, which shocked both siblings suddenly.

Zhang Ze looked in the direction where the soda cans were thrown. The proprietress of the pancake stand was holding her bamboo cake slices with one hand on her hips and pointing towards him with the other.Seeing that Zhang Ze noticed her, he immediately cursed: "Be careful, please! The oily smoke is coming to my side!"

Zhang Ze was surprised at first, but then he saw two or three scattered kittens in front of her booth, and he understood.He sneered and simply ignored him.This woman obviously has no good intentions to find fault. Of course, when there are so many customers, it is important to do business. Why bother throwing money out just for those few moments of pleasure?

The proprietress of the pancake stall was so angry that the more she looked at the pancake cart, the angrier she became.Her guts are green with regret now. If she had known that this family was not good, she should have driven them away on the day they came to do business.There are so many people in the leather factory and nearby residential areas, the stall area in front of the vegetable market is simply a treasure of geomantic omen.When the family didn't come, I said that I could earn at least a hundred yuan a day, and sometimes I could earn two or three hundred yuan.But now, most of the customers have been snatched away by the fried bun stand. Even if I cut down my expenses, I still don't have as many customers as before. Of course, my income has dropped sharply, which is very different from the previous scenery!

Zhang Ze ignored her and sold another basket of fresh fried buns within minutes.He didn't want to deal with unreasonable middle-aged women, not to mention he knew that the pancake stall's business had deteriorated because of cutting corners.Otherwise, why was her family affected in the whole vegetable market?How much should other people do differently?The price of fried bun stalls is high, and there are only a small number of customers who come to patronize them. This kind of business is not allowed to be done, and the vision of the envious people is really too shallow.

He doesn't want to cause trouble, but it doesn't mean the other party thinks the same way.I don't know if it's impatient or menopausal, but the lady at the pancake stand came up with her sleeves rolled up and kicked Zhang's tricycle: "I said the oily smoke has come to me! Did you hear that!"

Zhang Ze clenched his fists with fire in his eyes, turned his head and glanced at her, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the group of customers who were secretly watching his side.He suddenly showed a timid smile: "Auntie, can I change the position here after I finish it? My mother is not at the stall, and my sister and I are a bit out of control."

What I saw was that your mother was not here!How could she have endured it for so long and gently exposed this stubble?The proprietress sneered, folded her arms and raised her chin to stare at Zhang Ze and her brother condescendingly: "No, it will affect my business, you guys move now."

Zhang Ze stared at her for a while, weighing in his heart how much advantage he would have if he confronted head-on.Zhang Ti has no force at all. If there is a conflict, he will only be beaten, and the harmless image of himself and his mother in the vendor's mind will definitely fall short because of a quarrel.After finishing his calculations, he decided to take a step back to avoid the immediate loss, and turned to the regular customers waiting in line for steamed buns, "Uncle and Auntie, can you help us move our seats together?"

The customers, who had nothing to do with themselves, couldn't stand it any longer, and accused the stall owner: "You lady boss, you are so old that you bully the children. What kind of fumes do they get from frying steamed stuffed buns? They are clearly making trouble for no reason! "

Some people opened their mouths to speak, and the rest of the people were also emboldened, and whispered to each other.The less busy peddlers nearby also ran over one after another, standing in front of Zhang Ze and his brother to ask the reason.

The female stall owner didn't expect so many people to speak for Zhang Ze's sister and brother, and her arrogance suddenly subsided a lot, and after taking two steps back, she said sternly: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Are there too many people bullying the few? Let me tell you that my husband will be here in a while, so keep your mouth clean..."

Zhang Ze didn't speak. He was a man and the other was a woman. Whether it was right or wrong, as long as he answered the call, he would definitely take part of the responsibility in the ensuing quarrel. It's better to just lower his head and pretend to be at a loss.Because he is young and good-looking, this quiet and humiliated posture is more likely to make people feel pity.

Zhang Ti was so scared that he didn't know what to do, but the female stall owner's husband suddenly appeared out of nowhere, grabbed the female stall owner and dragged her towards his stall.While procrastinating, she lowered her head in shame and said to Zhang Ze and her brother, "Don't argue with her, this person's brain is not good..."

Probably seeing that the situation was not good, the female stall owner was not as aggressive with her husband as before, but she took advantage of the situation and was obediently carried away.

The noisy crowd gradually quieted down, and no one cared about the corner of the pancake stand for a while. The male stall owner was so angry that he yelled at his wife in a low voice: "Why are you so restless? I must make a fuss when I go to the bathroom." Are you happy when things happen?"

"Do you have a conscience, Dou Zhenfu? Do you think I'm willing to find someone to quarrel with? The business has been taken away by his family. Are you not in a hurry?" The female stall owner covered her face and cried a little helplessly.This is not the first time she has come forward to deal with competitors. It's just that the vendors in the vegetable market used to work together to deal with outsiders. She solved it relatively easily.But this time, this family is very evil, and they don't know when they bought everyone away.Seeing that the business is getting worse and worse, she sees it and is anxious, but no one is on her side.Fortunately, she is a woman, who is born to like to be a shrew?As long as my husband is able, she also wants to be an expensive wife who can play mahjong when she has nothing to do!

The male stall owner couldn't help sighing when he thought about his family's business these days: "If you want me to say, it's not all because of others. Didn't our family continue to do business in the days when their stall was first opened? You have to calm down, don't be sad, and have a better attitude towards customers, don't take your anger on customers is better than anything else."

The female stall owner said with a cold face: "What good did their family do to you? You help them everywhere to teach me? Why am I so sad? I don't need money for my son to go to school? I don't need money for marriage? I don't need money for making friends? Your monthly salary is only How much? My business here is not good, and our family will be in extreme poverty at the end of the month! The shrew in that family just happens to be away these few days, anyway, you have to be willing or not, and if you don’t take this opportunity to drive their family away, we Let the whole family drink the northwest wind!"

The male stall owner was helpless: "Can you be reasonable? What you said is simply impossible!"

"Hmph, that's impossible." The female stall owner sneered, "Why did I marry you in the first place? Your sister is now an official, and there are people serving you every day. I, as a sister-in-law, deserve to brag about it." Leng Feng asks for a living, and you have to stop her for a favor, and I never said no to her when she went to college to pay her tuition fees! She was raised by her parents, so are you right? "

The male stall owner was so irritable that he squatted on the side of the car, lit a cigarette and smoked it.

After Zhang Ze restored order, some businesses were affected after all. Some customers in the back line left early because they didn't want to cause trouble.Because they missed the source of customers, this time Zhang Ze and his brother were not able to close the stall until it was close to eleven o'clock.As soon as they turned off the stove, from the corner of their eyes, they saw the pancake stall proprietress driving a car past the stall.

After she left, the owner of the fried dough sticks packed four or five fried dough sticks and came over, stuffed the fried dough sticks to Zhang Ti, and asked Zhang Ze, "I didn't take care of my business just now, did you two get bullied?"

Although this kind of concern seems to be a bit of an afterthought, for the stall owners who are looking for a living, it is already a kind of courage to stand in line.No matter how narrow the circle is, clique formation and various disputes cannot be avoided. Zhang Ze never takes it personally. It is a fool who gets angry at his own people at such times.So he bent down and took out two yuan from the change box, stuffed it into the fried dough sticks stall owner, and replied with a smile: "It's okay, but my sister was a little scared. Aunt Liu, we can't take your fried dough sticks for nothing."

The fried dough stick stall owner pushed back and forth, but in the end he was only willing to take away one piece.He didn't leave after collecting the money, and after helping Zhang Ze and his brother to load some heavy things into the car, they were silent for a moment before patting their heads: "Don't hide what happened today from your mother when you go back, the egg pancake seller The family is not a good person, and the stalls driven away by them in the vegetable market are not one or two."

Zhang Ze was taken aback for a moment: "How do you hurry up? Come to quarrel with us like just now?"

The fried dough stick stall owner glanced at the passers-by with flickering eyes, approached with a mysterious face, covered his mouth and approached Zhang Ze's ear as if about to tell a shocking secret: "Someone in his family is an official in the government! "

Zhang Ze raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, then returned to his smiling face, nodded and thanked the stall owner.