Chapter 288: Guess.
The market in the town specialized in buying and selling livestock. It was an alley about 200 meters long. Both sides of the alley were filled with chickens and ducks locked in cages, as well as small local dogs, rabbits and pigeons. The chickens and ducks were scattered everywhere. Therefore, the whole alley was full of pungent flavor.
Standing on the top of a building, holding an umbrella and looking at Xiao Luo below, Ji Siying couldnât help wrinkling her arch eyebrows. She couldnât stand the smell. If Xiao Luo wasnât there, she would leave here immediately.
Xiao Zhiyuan was deeply hit by Xiao Luoâs words. Others could criticize what he insisted on and say cold words. He could laugh it off, but his own son actually said the same thing, which made him feel hurt.
âDad, itâs been seven years. Youâve been sticking to it for seven years, but your hard work hasnât paid off. I feel very sad to see you busy and tired on the farm, getting up early and going to bed late regardless of wind and rain. Mom has to feed pigs and clean up pig manure every day.â
Even though he knew it would hurt his father, Xiao Luo must say it now. His parents were busy all year round, especially at the holidays. He didnât want his parents to be so tired, rain or shine. Although it was true to have dreams, if they were in the wrong direction, they could only go farther and farther away from their dreams.
âDad, you can refuse my help, but you canât refuse me to offer you a better life as a son!â Xiao Luo said.
Every word came from the bottom of his heart. His parents lived like cattle and sheep. How could he feel at ease? Every year when he came back, he could see the traces the years had left on his parentsâ faces deepened. Before, he was unable to do so, but now he had enough ability. All this must be changed.
Hua Heying wiped her tears from her eyes. After seven years of hard work, did she ever complain that she worked hard enough for Xiao Zhiyuanâs dream?
If you canât afford to carry it, then slowly do it. If you canât deliver a pig, learn now. Cutting fish grass, turning over the ground, burying dung, growing vegetables âŠ
She had done almost all the work of rural women; dirty, tired and bitter ⊠These work abruptly pressed on her shoulders firmly, making her stronger, but also making her skin coarser and older than women of the same age.
Tired?
Of course, she was tired, but her husbandâs dream made her continue and push herself. But now, her son had put forth such a condition on the table (Xiao Luo helping), there was unspeakable bitterness in her heart, and tears poured out uncontrollably. It was some sort of relief.
Xiao ZhiYuan saw his wife shed tears, his furrowed brow slowly spread out, he actually realized his selfishness long ago, but he didnât want to be looked down upon, he wanted to prove himself, but at this moment, he found how cruel and unfair he was to his wife.
Seven years later, his farm business was still in its initial stage, with a net profit of only 50,000 to 60,000 per year.
Perhaps, his son was right, his operation model was really wrong!
âWell, if you can sell these 50 ducks in half an hour, itâs up to you how the farm is done.â Xiao Zhiyuan said.
Hua Heying gave Xiao Zhiyuan a push and said angrily, âEven at the best of times, you only sold 50 in a DAY. Now you want your son to sell 50 in half an hour. Arenât you deliberately embarrassing your son?â
Xiao Zhiyuan said innocently, âI didnât mention it, he did.â
âMy son doesnât know the market situation, so his position is somewhat inaccurate. I want to say that my son can sell one in half an hour, which is enough to show his ability.â His mother, Hua Heyingâs way of righteousness.
âYou put too much water in here.â Xiao ZhiYuan was speechless.
âWhen did I release the water? My son doesnât know as many people as you do. It is definitely much better than you to sell one in half an hour. Isnât that right?â Hua Heying argued.
Being belittled by his wife, Xiao Zhiyuan was angry.
Turning his back and snorting lightly: âHum, I wonât argue with you, the woman of the family.â
Xiao Luo shook his head and smiled. âDad, mom, donât argue, just as I said just now, Iâll sell 50 in half an hour.â
He wants his father to completely put down his pride and accept his help.
Xiao ZhiYuan looked with his one eye with profound meaning.
Hua Heying worried, âSon, donât be blindly brave!â
âMom, itâs not bravado. Believe me.â Xiao Luo smiled.
Xiao Zhiyuan suddenly said: âConfidence is a good thing, but not blind confidence. Our family has mature old ducks. The breeding period is long. The price is naturally higher. Many people think ducks are good, but they are scared away by the price.
The frugality of the rural people dominates their behavior. They would rather spend less money on ducks that are still growing, than spend more money on mature, more succulent old ducks. It is absolutely impossible to sell 50 ducks in half an hour. â
âIâll try, dad, you can help me keep track of time.â
Xiao Luo responded, then crossed the cage and walked to the busy corridor.
The middle-aged woman who said it was unlucky to buy a white-headed duck turned back at this time. She probably didnât make up her mind about her choice, so she needs to think more about it.
Xiao Luo reached out and stopped her: âElder sister, are you buying ducks to kill during the New Year?â
The middle-aged woman was startled for a moment, then said, âI want to buy ducks, but there are too many white-headed ducks in your family. I will not consider it.â
âElder sister, the white-headed duck is not a symbol of bad luck, on the contrary, it represents holiness, instead black is not good.â
âWhite represents white matter and is related to death. How can it become auspicious in your mouth? Get out of the way. I donât want to hear your nonsense here.â The Middle-aged woman denounced Xiao Luo.
âAlthough white represents white matter, what is the purpose of doing white matter? Is it not also for the deceased ancestors to protect the living descendants and make them better off?â Xiao Luo said.
The middle-aged woman was furious: âYou are simply turning black and white upside down. What makes you say that?â
âI am a fortune teller and can also read pictures. Naturally, I am qualified to say so. If elder sister does not believe me, I can take a look at yours. Let me guess your predecessor. What do you think?â Xiao Luoâs face always maintained a little smile.
âGuess?â
The Middle-aged womanâs eyes appear a little sniffy.
âWell, Iâll try, elder sister before, you should be ⊠service ⊠member âŠâ
Xiao Luo said slowly, when he saw a snicker on the middle-aged womanâs face, he immediately changed his mind, âBut it is superior to civil servants. This kind of occupation, um, is a teacher. My elder sister used to be a teacher. Am I right?
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