With a cry of surprise, Fei Hao ran into the house clutching his pants.

Behind him, there was a smirk on the corner of Fei Ran's mouth.

In the next few days, Fei Hao no longer went hunting with a group of younger brothers. He stayed at home and followed Fei Ran to weave things.

On the one hand, it was because he had found a new motivation to support his family, on the other hand... Fei Hao was so ashamed that he didn't want to go out when he thought of the scene where he came back with his butt exposed all the way.

In the Fei family, the two of them started working together, and quickly accumulated a lot of things.

After the things were ready, Fei Ran borrowed the tractor from the village, and drove Fei Hao to the town early in the morning.

It was gray and bright, and the two found a suitable seat near the town market.

When the sun moved eastward and the crowds were swarming on the street, people saw a booth full of people, men and women, old and young, and even children shouting: "I want this, I want this, I want this." !"

Then, following the crowd, more people subconsciously squeezed towards this booth.

At first glance, it turned out that they were selling wooden weaving.

However, I have to say that the foreign-style hat makes people unable to take their eyes off at first glance. The small flowers and the raised arc made some ladies who were just here to join in the fun move their wallets in an instant.

The children stood still one by one, dazzled by the toys, elves with moving wings, puppies that could transform, cute foxes...

Fei Hao and Fei Ran are also very busy.

"This is 5 yuan, this is 30, this price is relatively high..."

"There are things for you, a total of..."

"..."

Fei's father and son greeted the guests who came to inquire in an orderly manner.

It wasn't until lunch time that their stall was deserted.

Fei Hao sat down on the ground exhausted, but he was overjoyed in his heart.

He counted the things he had just sold and the money he earned, and finally he was so happy that he wanted to jump up.

They almost earned two or three months' wages this morning.

These days, a person's salary is only about 800 a month. Today, he earns enough for two or three months, isn't he happy?

If only every day could be like this...

Fei Hao quickly settled the accounts in his heart, and his eyes almost brightened in an instant.

However, before he could make a bold statement, he heard Fei Ran say: "Clean up, eat, and don't sell it."

Fei Hao immediately became anxious: "Sell it, why not sell it." Their business is so good.

"It is estimated that it will not sell much if it is sold again. It is not worthwhile."

In fact, this business Fei Ran didn’t intend to do it for a long time from the very beginning, not to mention the time it takes to weave a thing. As far as the wooden weaving itself is concerned, it is not a consumable item. What you can earn from making wooden weaving is just a wave of fresh and quick money.Certainly not for a long time.

If you look at the remaining items on the booth, you will know that there are the most small and exquisite flower baskets left. For practical families, this flower basket is too tasteless, and only girls who love to be cute like it.

The usual wooden baskets, back baskets, and bamboo baskets at home are almost sold out, but this kind of baskets are only bought for their own needs. After buying them, the family will not buy them again for a long time, and the number of people who buy them will only decrease day by day. .

Fei Family was able to sell so many baskets at once today. It is indispensable that those who originally planned to buy baskets later bought them in advance after following the crowd. Apart from these, there will not be many baskets that can be sold later. After all, oneThe town has that much population.

Although almost all the toys and hats on the booth were sold out, the price of toys and hats was much higher than that of the big baskets, and not everyone was willing to buy them. If they came to set up a stall again, the market might not be as good as the first day .

Fei Ran sat on the ground with his back against the wall, fanned himself with the hat in his hand, and the slight wind raised his temples.

He glanced at Fei Hao's disapproving little face, and saw through his thoughts at a glance, "Are you still selling?"

"Sell it for sure." Fei Hao's brain would be excited by money, and he just wanted to continue working hard.

Fei Ran didn't persuade him too much, for someone with a hot head, persuading him is a waste of energy.

"So, if you are stupid, you should read more." Fei Ran sighed and stood up.

Fei Hao was a little confused. What does this have to do with studying? It's not like he doesn't know how to settle accounts, since they are the only ones who make a lot of money.

Turning his head and seeing Fei Ran's appearance, Fei Hao suddenly felt that he understood.

Fei Ran started to be lazy again, and it was the same at home, he would never sit when he could lie down, and he specially asked a carpenter to build a recliner, and lay down on the porch to sleep when he had nothing to do.

Fei Hao looked at the lazy man and thought about his family's savings. He felt a little anxious and suffocated. For the first time, he knew what it means to hate iron but not steel.

Fei Ran looked down at the little brat squatting in front of the booth, pursing his lips angrily, feeling a little amused in his heart.

Sure enough, he was a stingy kid in the eyes of money.

Fei Ran reached out and put the hat in his hand on his head, shielding him from the scorching sun at noon.

"Then sell it, I'll go to the restaurant."

While talking, Fei Ran bent down to pick up a lady's hat from the booth, and put it on his head, then he reached out and took a small toy to play with in his hand. After weighing the small toy, Fei Ran put it into his pocket.

Then he put a lady's hat full of foreign style on his head, carried a small toy in his pocket, and walked away leisurely.

In the same place, there is only one stall and one cub left.

Fei Hao squatted in front of the booth, looking at the person who had really left with his eyes, feeling a little blocked in his heart.

What he cares about, this person doesn't seem to care at all, just like he didn't care about him at the beginning...

He waited until the person really walked away and could not see his back before he looked away.

He turned his head to look back at what was left in front of him, and his eyes fell on the weaving.

He secretly told himself that he was here to pay off the debt.

Be useful.

The sun moved westward slowly from the south, until the red clouds spread all over the clouds in the west, which means that the people who went to the restaurant have not returned yet.

Fei Hao once again swept across the intersection intentionally or unintentionally.

Still no one.

The sun had sunk into Banla West Mountain, and the golden afterglow shone down and shrouded Fei Hao's body, as if covering him with a layer of golden gauze.

From a distance, Fei Ran could see the cub squatting in the afterglow, behind him was a shadow, and his whole body was like a wilted mushroom in the setting sun.

Fei Ran is funny, although the little boy is sometimes annoying, noisy and troublesome, but sometimes he is quite cute.

Suddenly, Fei Hao felt a shadow fall in front of his eyes, and he raised his head abruptly.

Seeing the person who finally came back, a trace of joy that he didn't notice flashed in his eyes, but he said angrily: "I thought you fell into the pile of rice." Every meal can be eaten from Zhengyang to sunset.

"Have you eaten yet?" Fei Ran handed over the packaged roast chicken in his hand.

"No." Fei Hao took it subconsciously.

"Isn't there a stall nearby, wouldn't you buy a bowl for yourself?" Fei Ran was just asking casually, but he didn't expect that he really didn't eat.

Suddenly, there was something wrong with the way Fei Ran looked at Fei Hao, and he asked, "Tell me, are you stupid?"

Isn't this kid already stupid?

Fei Hao paused when he opened the package, "You're stupid, it doesn't cost money to buy food, just bear it and go back and eat."

Fei Ran: "..." There is no need for that.

He tried to persuade: "Eating a meal is still okay, aren't we making money today?"

Hearing this, Fei Hao looked at Fei Ran warily, and stretched out his hand to pull the money bag towards himself: "The money has to be saved."

After Fei Hao's observation for a while, the family should have no money at all, which forced the lazy man Fei Ran to sell wooden weaving. The money he earned today may be their family's final savings now. Thinking of this, Fei Hao felt If you don't eat a few meals, you can do it yourself.

Fei Ran: "It is right to spend money on food."

Fei Hao: "Eat one less meal and you won't starve to death. Besides, you can eat it when you go home."

Fei Ran: ...

He didn't expect Fei Hao to be such a Fei Hao, he looked at the roast chicken in Fei Hao's hand, and suddenly had the urge to take back the roast chicken in his hand.

Sure enough, when Fei Hao saw what was wrapped in the oil paper, his face darkened: "Can this be returned?"

It's winter now, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon. The price of chicken is not cheap, and the cooked chicken is even more expensive. In Fei Hao's eyes, this chicken is just a few wooden braids.

They just made money today, but now one chicken costs several baskets.

He wants to be hungry.

Fei Hao looked at Fei Ran with scolding eyes, like looking at another ignorant adult.

Fei Ran: ...

He just knew it.

"How much did you sell this afternoon?" Fei Ran changed the subject with a righteous expression.

The author has something to say:

Grass Tengzhu... weaves are all made of wood, and the following will be uniformly written as wood weaves~

Thank you for your support, I will continue to work hard~