The seven emotions and six desires are all my nourishment

Chapter 121 The Birthmark Girl of the Age 21

Because Song Hongjun was a good student, he skipped a grade and went to middle school two years later. Instead of being complacent, he studied harder because there were many people who were smarter or worked harder than him.

Hongyu also received a letter from Li Zhiqing and learned some information. With the help of Yunshu, she opened a clothing store.

We sell ready-made clothes, take on garment-making jobs, and sell fabrics.

At the beginning, the store was very deserted, after all, not many people came in to engage in speculation.

After watching for a while, I found that there were more small stalls on the streets, which made many people active.

Hongyu's business was booming, and she was busy until late every day. She had no choice but to hire a salesperson. Hongyu trained the person thoroughly before she was satisfied.

Yunshu's work is only busy when collecting grain and storing it in the warehouse. She is very free at other times and will come to help Hongyu move things when she has nothing to do.

He calculated in his mind every day, just one more year! In one year, we can get married!

Hongyu and Hongjun changed day by day, growing taller and more beautiful.

Hongyu is now more confident and can easily command Yunshu.

Niu Ma Yunshu wiped his sweat and saw that Hongyu's daily turnover was more than what he earned in a month. He was a little tempted, but when he thought of his grandfather and the Red Army, he suppressed his thoughts.

One day, Widow Qiao walked into the shop with a swaying gait, looking at Hongyu with a haughty look, covering her nose as if Hongyu had an infectious disease. She casually threw two dollars on the table and said, "I want to order a high-slit cheongsam."

Salesperson Zhou Lingling was so angry at her that she trembled, "What do you mean..."

Hongyu pulled Zhou Lingling, turned around and said with a smile, "The fabrics for custom-made cheongsams are different. The lowest-grade fabric costs 5 yuan, and there's another yuan for the labor of making the finished product. You don't have enough money."

Widow Qiao took the money and stuffed it into her bag. "Hmph, what a shabby shop! The people there are ugly and their hands are dirty, yet they dare to sell a piece of clothing for 10 yuan! Bah, what a rotten hearted thing!"

Zhou Lingling was about to curse after seeing Hongyu fall, but she watched Widow Qiao walk away cursing.

Zhou Lingling stomped her feet in anger, but was calmed down by Hongyu.

At night, Hongyu came to the place where Widow Qiao lived, a small courtyard with a private entrance and a pretty good environment.

Hongyu raised her eyebrows. The money Widow Qiao had was not enough to live in a place like this.

As she approached the door, she heard some unbearable noises, which were vague and not very real. When she got closer, she saw Song Lai Fu, several big men, and Widow Qiao among them.

The scene was truly shocking to the eyes, especially since some of them had sores on their heads and ulcers below their knees.

One of the men had his ear rotten the most, with only a hole left. He was particularly cruel and would strangle Song Lai Fu's neck with a rope from time to time.

Song Hongyu frowned. She had originally wanted to beat her up, but now she felt disgusted.

She looked around and saw that the child was missing, so she set fire to the house as she left.

Not surprisingly, they became famous.

They were executed for hooliganism and each was given a peanut.

Song Lai Fu didn't want to die, so he gave away Widow Qiao and several people who sold children, and also busted a human trafficking den.

Song Lai Fu made meritorious service and his death sentence was changed to life imprisonment.

But he was even more attractive in the prison, a place full of men, and he didn't live long either, being tortured to death.

Hongyu collected the body with a cold face. Seeing his miserable appearance, she said nothing. She just burned it casually and poured the contents into a ravine.

In 1980, self-employed individuals were already everywhere. Anyone who was willing to work hard and had the determination to do so could make money.

Hongyu's shop has also become bigger. She took Yunshu to Guangzhou and picked out many clothes, shoes, socks and accessories with novel styles and reasonable prices.

I was a little tired, but I made a lot of money.

Yunshu doesn't like studying, but his talent here is particularly obvious. He is much faster than Hongyu in calculating accounts.

After thinking about it all the way, when Yun Shu was feeling worried, he returned home and saw his grandfather exercising in the yard with a sandbag.

Yun Shu frowned and took the sandbag and took a tumble. Hmm, it weighed over 20 kilograms.

He then pulled over the old man who was scolding him and carefully pulled his hair, "Did you grow black hair or did you dye it?"

Old Master Feng smoothed his hair in annoyance, "Of course I'm rejuvenated! It's all thanks to the medicinal wine Hongyu made for me. Not to mention it really works, I can even lift a sandbag! Hey!"

Yun Shu's inner turmoil faded at this moment, and he hugged the old man tightly, "That's great!"

The old man was confused, but it didn't affect his happiness.

After a few days, Yunshu sold his job.

Then he kissed Hongyu half to death. This time he went to Guangzhou and got some electrical appliances directly.

The shop is right next to Hongyu.

It was not until this time that Grandpa Feng realized that his grandson had sold his job!

The angry old man chased him and beat him until he was tired. Yun Shu, on the other hand, smiled and supported him. "I didn't want to do this a long time ago. I was always worried about your health. Look, now if I go out and say you are my father, people will believe it."

When Mr. Feng heard this, he sighed and said, "Forget it, do whatever you want. Times have changed."

Yun Shu smiled and when he set out again, he took the money that Old Man Feng had saved, and Hongyu also took out a few thousand yuan and sewed it into his underwear.

Hongyu also gave a lot of suggestions. Fans, televisions, and watches are the best-selling items. If there are any sofas, she should also bring back some.

The more Yun Shu listened, the brighter his eyes became. He only said two words, "Wait for me!" He kissed her hard and set off with only one set of clothes.

Autumn 1980

Soon the weather turned cooler and the Red Army advanced to a higher level. Apart from Hongyu who was both happy and worried, the happiest person was Grandpa Feng.

This time he went directly to high school because he wanted to study medicine. Mr. Feng became busy and took the Red Army to visit old friends.

Yunshu also took advantage of the fact that he was about to part with Hongjun and pulled Hongyu to get the certificate.

The Red Army had to go to Beijing to study and could not go home every day.

The old man was worried and wanted to go over and take a look and help with the arrangements.

But Yunshu and Hongyu were too busy with their business to leave their current business, so they had to get married first, otherwise it would not be convenient for the two of them to live together.

Yun Shu looked at the flowers she had grown and finally got them!

Yun Shu was so excited and happy that he accepted all the drinks his friends offered him! He successfully drank himself to death, and spent his wedding night laughing, crying, and vomiting.

The next day, after seeing off his grandfather and the Red Army, Yunshu locked the doors and windows in broad daylight and finished the unfinished work.

Hongyu was embarrassed and annoyed, and reluctantly turned from a bud into a blooming rose.

Little Red Army had gone to school, and the old man hadn't returned yet. With no one watching over the house, Yun Shu became much more unrestrained. For a full half month!

Hongyu subconsciously saw the kitchen window, stove and table, and she didn't know what the associations were that made her blush with embarrassment.