You have the right not to speak.

Unexpectedly, all the fruits were sold out by 10 o'clock, and several young people helped to close the stall. Chen Daliang and his family rode their bicycles home with laughter all the way.

Today is Saturday, so Qianqian and her friends stayed to go shopping. The market days in Zhuangyuan Town are 2nd and 7th, and in the neighboring Lingnan Town are 5th and 9th. It was agreed by both parties. According to the old people, it has been divided like this for 300 years.

The new stall of Chen Daliang and his wife sold out the whole place as soon as it opened. The vendors next to them were envious and competed with each other secretly, shouting even more vigorously. They all wanted to sell out quickly and go home to have a hot meal.

When Chen Daliang returned home, the couple counted the thick stack of money and felt like they were dreaming. They added up the money and it turned out to be 6.7 yuan, which was enough to make a worker in a state-owned enterprise for a month.

Daliang said to the two children happily, "Children, today is the first day our family does business and we have earned more than 6.7 yuan. Come, come and reward each of you 1 yuan for your work fee. The rest will be kept by your mother first. Mom, I contributed the most and carried a lot of things, so I should get 2 yuan. Please give me some, Queen. Hehehehe"

Chen Daliang was not a very optimistic person, and it was rare for him to be in the mood to tease his wife. Zhang Chunhua was also infected with happiness. She ceremoniously counted a large stack of RMB and put it in Daliang's hand, smiling and saying, "Work hard, Boss Chen. The bonus will be doubled next time."

The brother and sister were already laughing together, saying in unison: "Thank you, Dad, thank you, Mom."

Zhang Chunhua was even happier, and said with red eyes and emotion: "Today, Qianqian's help is still needed. You should also think more about what we should sell at the next market. Our family must persevere and cannot be looked down upon again, children."

Chen Daliang touched his wife's hand and comforted her: "We will definitely do it, don't worry. There is strength in numbers."

After lunch, the family sat together again and decided to have a small family meeting. Zhao Ming took a single-volume book and four pens that his youngest sister didn't use.

Zhao Ming was the first to speak: "Mom, Dad, and sister, let's take turns talking about five items that are suitable for our family to sell, and count how many items we can sell next time. Sister, you go first and demonstrate to mom and dad, and I'll be responsible for recording."

Xiuming thought for a moment and said, "Brother, today is the 27th, and there are still five days until the next market day. We don't even have 5 eggs."

Zhao Ming replied: "On October 10, a male customer ordered 2 eggs. I made a note of it."

Xiuming went on to say, "For agricultural products, I think we can't just sell one thing, nor should we sell too many things. We should first promote the ones that sell well and then the ones that don't sell well. Eggs are the most popular today, but we're out of lychee seedlings. That's all."

The family secretary Zhao Ming gave a big thumbs up to his sister.

Look at your parents and say, "Next, please speak."

Chen Daliang glanced at his wife and saw that she looked as serious as a primary school student in class. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.

Chen Daliang cleared his throat and said, "We'll give it a try today, and the results are very encouraging. Our biggest problem is that we don't have enough inventory. The chickens that lay eggs don't have time to lay 50 eggs."

The beginning was very heartbreaking, but the last sentence "I don't have time to give birth to a few people" made everyone laugh. Chen Daliang also laughed after realizing it.

"Dad, I've made a note of this. Master, what do you think is the best thing for our family to sell in order to survive for a long time?"

Chen Daliang said a little disappointedly: "I have counted the loquat saplings. There are about 50 large ones left, and 20 are still growing. I think they will be out of stock if I open the stall twice. Eggs can be grown for a long time, and selling seeds can attract the folks. At present, both are out of stock... That's all."

Zhao Ming continued: "Dad, I also wrote it down, Mom, please add to it."

Zhang Chunhua glared at her husband and said, "I am most in favor of selling eggs. They are easy to promote and sell, but we are out of stock... However, we must go on the next market day. I will go to my parents' house in the afternoon to ask if there are any eggs. Even if we lose money on eggs, we must make up the amount to pay the customers."

Zhao Ming nodded and said, "We can't ruin our reputation. Mom is right. Although we should treat big and small customers equally, big customers are our God of Wealth."

Chen Daliang suddenly thought of Qianqian and said, "This business was pointed out to our family by Uncle Wei. His family has been raising chickens and selling eggs. I will go over and ask if they can sell some to us first as an emergency measure. If they are willing to give us eggs, we will have priority in purchasing them in the future."

All three agreed

Xiuming looked at his elder brother; "Brother, you haven't spoken yet"

Zhao Ming replied: "All of the above are correct, hahahaha"

I picked up the book and the pen and walked out the door, then turned back and said, "I need some time to think, and I'll share it with you when I've thought it through."

The man walked faster than a rabbit, and Chen Daliang and his wife and Xiuming were all confused and amused.

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Qianqian and her group of five were still shopping in the town, mainly wanting to understand the trend of agricultural products in the market. She had the heart of an entrepreneur.

Wu Haomin, a boy and four girls standing together, is also very pleasing to the eye, like a crane standing out among chickens. On the way, some yellow-haired boys whistled at them.

Wu Haomin responded with a big gorilla tooth. Huang Mao wondered if he had run into a Jianghu guy, so he didn't dare to follow him anymore.

Qianqian didn't bother to pay attention to the unscrupulous gazes of passers-by. Suddenly, a familiar figure passed by her. It was her grandmother and second aunt.

My grandmother's home is in Shangyuan Village. When my grandfather was young, he worked in the post office. He had one daughter and two sons. The eldest daughter was my mother Huang Huiming, who graduated from Agricultural University. My eldest uncle Junkai inherited his father's business and became the successor, and my second uncle Junjie became a chef.

Qianqian's second aunt Wei Lijuan happened to marry someone from the same village. Her husband's surname was Li, and his name was Runfa. The second generation was a butcher and they had two sons. The two families went shopping together, and it was normal for the grandmother and the second aunt to go shopping together.

I counted those families and found that they all had a bunch of children, but Qianqian was the only child. This might be related to Wei Zhixun's red background. He should be a good role model for others.

People who are now over 40 years old should not ask why they are an exception. Asking too much is a sign of disunity, and asking more is like asking a pig’s question.

In the 80s, if the first child was a boy, you could not have a second child. If the first child was a girl, you could have a second child after a few years. That's roughly it, so don't ask why rural children have brothers and sisters so many years apart. If you ask too much, it's still the same as the three pigs' question.

Almost every family in Zhuangyuan Village raises a few pigs to prepare for unexpected events. Only Wei Zhixun's family does not raise any, because his 5-year-old granddaughter thinks pig manure is too smelly.

There is a poem that goes: The mountains are high and the emperor is far away, it’s better to be an idle person.

(I have no right to speak on the topic of family planning. Just listen to what your elders say, listen to their advice, and listen to their talk about life when you are upset. I am getting off topic...)

Qianqian was hesitating whether to call for help, fearing that calling for help from behind would scare the elders. Perhaps it was the call of blood, grandma actually turned around and walked towards them. Qianqian happily ran a few steps forward and said

"Grandma, Second Aunt, what a coincidence!"