Chapter 81 Song Yu Nuan, You Are so Brave

In the evening, Old Song, who had not been home for a long time, actually brought back a red chestnut horse.

The excited Old Song held the red chestnut horse and admired it for a long time. The horse shed had been built long ago. Old Song mixed the horse feed and cut the tender grass, and then started to build the carriage frame.

After asking, Song Yu Nuan found out that Chu Zizhou helped to get it. It cost 50 yuan, which was really cheap.

So, Song Yu Nuan went to find Chu Zizhou.

Chu Zizhou was in the brigade headquarters, writing something. He put down his pen and said with a smile: "This red chestnut horse was eliminated by the Armament Department. The Armament Department has a horse farm, but I don't know them. I mentioned it to Huai'an a few days ago. Look, the horse farm called this afternoon and asked me to take your grandfather to choose a horse."

Then he added a sentence: "If you must thank someone, you should also thank Gu Huaian."

Chu Zizhou glanced at Song Yu Nuan, who had an unpredictable expression. This little girl was actually not an ordinary person. He asked, "Why don't you study, little girl?"

Song Yunuan told him frankly, "I didn't do well in school and didn't even get into high school."

Chu Zizhou smiled and said meaningfully, "...Huaian's mother, also Aunt Qin, is a famous talent in Beijing. She despises girls who are uneducated."

Song Yunuan:...

You are too young to tell me this.

Song Yunuan smiled, more meaningful than Chu Zizhou: "Guess, will Gu Huaian let you be his uncle?"

Chu Zizhou looked at Song Yunuan, who was smiling cunningly, in astonishment and was speechless.

Song Yunuan, you are so bold.

But he couldn't fight back.

He didn't mention any names, so he didn't dare to take it personally.

And the words were so roundabout that he didn't dare to link them to himself and Gu Huaian.

He could only drive them away with a little shame and anger: "Go home quickly, I'm very busy."

Song Yu Nuan left the brigade headquarters and pouted. My sister-in-law doesn't even know where to perform now, so you're just worrying about it in vain.

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Although it's Monday, we still have to sell shoulder bags.

After two days of training, under the temptation of money, the Song family has almost overcome many difficulties.

It can't be said that they are at ease, but they are not unfamiliar.

This time they are divided into two groups.

Song Yu Nuan took Ah Sheng and Old Lady Song to the door of the department store.

Then Song Liang, Xia Guilan and Lian Xiang carried three bags and went to Nanshan No. 1 Bedding Factory.

This is the place where bedding, work clothes, hats, gloves and other labor protection products are processed.

The factory has been established for decades.

When they arrived, they took out the folding wooden rack tied yesterday, put it on the ground, and hung the shoulder bags and hair flowers one by one.

Song Liang went to the guard room in advance to say hello, and specifically stated that this was allowed by the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. He also gave the old man a shoulder bag and two hair flowers.

The security guard accepted it reluctantly, and turned a blind eye to the stalls at the door.

The number of female workers in the First Bedding Factory was second only to that of the Textile Factory, and there were also more than a thousand of them.

When it was time to get off work at noon, there were actually a few stalls here.

Some sold buns, some sold scarves and handkerchiefs, and some sold popsicles and ice cream.

Song Liang and his team immediately attracted people's attention.

There was no suspense, and in the middle of the day, the two bags were sold out.

Shoulder bags are the fastest sellers.

In this era, there was no such thing as wearing the same clothes, but more of a "you have to have one too", and that kind of comparison was very cute.

There were also head flowers, which sold well, especially the red balls, which sold the fastest.

It seems that these people prefer bright rainbow shoulder bags and bright head flowers.

It is understandable that this is an era that is just about to be liberalized, and the aesthetics of color should be colorful like flowers in full bloom.

Song Liang counted the accounts and collected the money, and he has been much calmer today.

But he thought that the sales would be much slower in the future. This is not food, such as a shoulder bag, which can be carried for three years or even five years.

The same goes for head flowers.

It is better to focus on processing and then let others sell it.

The processing place is simple, just at home.

But he has no idea what to do next.

When they gathered in front of the department store in the afternoon, Song Liang told them his ideas.

Then he got great praise from Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan felt that his days of being a salted fish were coming.

However, it is not bad now.

It seems to be addictive to sell goods and collect money like this.

Unexpectedly, the father and daughter didn't say a few words, and saw Ji Lao leading Ji Yingying here.

Yingying had a red ball head flower on her head, which swayed when she walked, which was very beautiful.

Ji Lao smiled and talked to Song Liang, and said that the state-owned restaurant was open, so why not go for a meal together.

Ji Yingying hurriedly pulled A Sheng and said, "It seems that there is braised pork today."

A Sheng swallowed his saliva accurately.

The little guy looked at no one but his sister.

Feeling that Old Ji had something to say, Song Yu Nuan's heart moved, and she glanced at Old Lady Song.

Let's go.

The state-owned restaurant also had private rooms. When these people entered the private room, Old Ji really had face, and the braised pork and rice were reserved for him.

Old Ji insisted on treating us, so it was hard to refuse. After all, interpersonal relationships are a long-term thing.

There was no such thing as not talking while eating or sleeping. The feelings were developed while eating and chatting.

As they talked, they became more familiar with each other.

Especially the Song family members were honest and their words were more pleasant to hear.

Old Ji said directly: "Xiao Nuan, I received a call from Director Feng of the museum yesterday. He said that he had received your letter and that he really valued it, but there were many uncertainties. I told him that we could conduct an on-site inspection. Many ancient tombs were excavated in this way. Director Feng agreed, but he meant to bring you along. I thought about it and came to ask for your opinion. Do you want to go? If you do, we will leave in a few days."

This was too much information.

Old Ji gave Song Yunuan time to think about it, and then took the opportunity to talk to the Song family.

He said that he was uncertain, so he didn't let Xiao Nuan talk about it later.

But the Song family knew about this.

Speaking of which, the child didn't grow up around him, so he really didn't know his temperament and other things.

Just listen to what the child says to you.

Just believe what the child shows.

Do you want to interfere? You don't even know where to start.

Song Liang nodded: "It depends on Xiao Nuan's opinion."

"Then is this considered public or private?"

This is what Song Yunuan is more concerned about.

Old Ji: "Of course it's at public expense, all from the Beidu Museum."

The Song family looked at each other in surprise.

Beidu Museum, it sounds so sacred.

"I'll go, when will we leave?"

"Get ready, we'll leave tomorrow."

Song Yunuan just nodded in agreement, and Ah Sheng climbed down from the chair with tears in her eyes, and pulled Song Yunuan's hand: "Sister, can I go with you? I won't cry if I can't."

Song Yunuan didn't want to take her brother with her, she rubbed her brother's head: "I'll be back soon, and bring you delicious and fun things when I come back."

Ah Sheng wanted to ask if he could bring Ruyi back, but after thinking about it, he held it back.