I've always thought that all walks of life have their own stories. And I want to tell these stories to more people.
The profession introduced today is a vendor selling small vegetables in the wet market, this aunt is my neighbor, the name is Red Auntie, for the convenience of narration, this article takes the first person. Her basic information is as follows:
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<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" > I was laid off at a food factory to sell cold vegetables, and my income was easier than that of super iron rice bowl</h1>
In 1985, I was 18 years old. That era may be far away from the reader, but it was alive and boiling hot for me.
At that time, I went to school in the northeast forest area, failed the college entrance examination twice, and could not find a suitable job for women. Crops can only be planted one season a year, and for half a year, women and children stay at home, unable to earn money and eat dry food.
After thinking about it, I went alone to my sister who was married to Shandong.
My sister married early in Shandong, and I went to work in a food factory by relying on my brother-in-law. At that time, this was a good unit for the Eight Classics, and many people couldn't go there. Here, except for the summer feeling too hot, it takes a long time to have a family visit, the rest of the feeling is also very good.
Two or three years later, I made my home here. Unexpectedly, after another two or three years, the food factory closed down and I was laid off.
What can I do now? Just do the old business and sell cold vegetables.
I bought a tricycle with my partner, built a double-glazed glass cover, bought various pots, rented a stall, and began to sell cold vegetables in the market. I just didn't expect that it would be more than twenty years after it was sold.
What do you think about these twenty years? Then there is only one word: tired!
For example, in the summer, I often wake up at four o'clock. Then my husband went out to wholesale cucumbers, cabbage, bean sprouts and other vegetables. And I started steaming cold skin in the kitchen.
At that time, there was no place for wholesale cool skins. All the cold skins I steamed out one by one. It was hot in the summer, so I tied a towel directly to my head so that sweat wouldn't get into my eyes. As for the gluten that many people like, it is necessary to keep kneading to get it done, and when you are busy surviving, your hands will cramp. Despite this exhaustion, the whole day's work has only just begun.
I steamed cold skin on the balcony of my house, and my subjects were busy.
My house lives on the first floor, and it just so happens that the basement of my house is directly below my house. So I asked someone to pick up an extra water pipe in the basement. Usually, the faucet is not tightened, and a large tank is placed under the faucet. In this way, you can "steal" two whole tanks of water every day.
This water comes in handy when the husband returns from the goods.
When the husband returned from the purchase, he plunged into the basement and began to work non-stop. The vegetables that came in were washed, and then the cucumbers were rubbed into strips, the potatoes were peeled and rubbed, the kelp and fungus that had been soaked the day before they were fished up, and there were a variety of jellyfish, powder skins, vermicelli, peanuts and so on.
After a busy work was completed, it was already ten o'clock, and the two mouthfuls of rice hurriedly pulled the tricycle to the vegetable market to stall, and waited until about one o'clock to close the stall and go home.
Go home and rest for an hour after eating, then see what dishes are missing and make up for it, and then go out of the stall at four o'clock in the afternoon, and wait for about eight o'clock in the evening to go home.
When I got home, I finished eating all kinds of pots, fried chili oil, boiling cold skin seasoning soup, etc., and when I was busy, I slept at about eleven o'clock, and I slept with soreness.
Just like this, the cycle began, only sleeping five or six hours a day, never saying that there was a holiday, a double break, and at most a rainy day.
These twenty years, but really tired!
However, the money is also really fragrant! At that time, the people who worked in the unit only earned seven or eight hundred a month, and I could earn 80 yuan a day. Although tired, but the days are really prosperous.
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<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" > Although it earns more, it actually has a lot of bad things</h1>
At that time, I could earn someone else's money for a week a day, and I was really energetic when I worked. Maybe also because of youth, get up early and feel tired in the dark, sleep can restore energy, in the words of young people, it is the same as "beating chicken blood".
Every day seems to be full of busyness and hope, but in fact, there are many bad things.
Sometimes others see that my business is good, and they deliberately get cold vegetables to go out next to me. This is obviously to grab business. We fought with each other, beat and scolded each other, and I, a good-tempered person, became a shrew. In the end, he moved the stall to the other end of the market, so that I lost a lot less.
After this incident, I became a "bad troublemaker" person in the wet market. Others say don't look at me short and thin, but it's spicy.
If it is not for the sake of making money, who does not want to be quiet and stable in the years.
In addition to the malicious competition of my peers, there is another thing that makes me suffer losses, that is, to collect fake money.
In the past, everyone still used cash, when I sold cold vegetables, customers took empty pots to pick themselves and gave them to me, I weighed the weight to calculate the number of money, and then began to adjust the cold dishes, put vinegar, garlic paste, pepper and other at least seven or eight spices. At the same time, they also look for money and collect money. In this way, once there are many people, it is particularly easy to receive fake money.
I remember when I was in the 2008 Olympic Games, many people came to buy cold vegetables and rushed home to watch the opening ceremony. I went out at four o'clock and sold out at six o'clock. Two hours sold the usual four hours of goods, busy hands and feet to the sky.
When I arrived at home, I watched the opening ceremony while counting the money and found that I had received a counterfeit 100 yuan bill. Yes, the next day was so dark that it was in vain, all the happiness disappeared without a trace, even the wonderful opening ceremony could not be interested, patronizing sighed.
Now electronic payment is too convenient. Not only does it save the trivial task of finding change, but it also avoids collecting fake money. There's a bad thing missing.
Of course, the biggest bad thing is the child.
My child studies very well, usually I am busy until late and will not let him help, but sometimes I am really too busy to come, ask him to go to the stall to help, he said not to go to anything.
At one point, my arm hurt so badly that I couldn't pull the tricycle and the rack back when I was closing the stall. Three calls five please, finally called him to the market to help.
At this moment, acquaintances in the stall next to me saw that my son was coming and talked to him one after another. But he ignored it, pulled the tricycle with his head down, and when he crossed the road, he hurriedly did not even look at the car, for fear of running into his classmates.
Maybe my job of supporting the family is really not a glorious thing in my son's eyes.
Sometimes I am also very angry, the dog is not too poor, and he is so tired when he gets up early and is greedy. I couldn't move before I asked him to help, and it turned out to be like this. He couldn't help as much as he could, he didn't even appreciate it, and he even looked down on me. I've worked hard all my life, and when a cow makes a horse, it seems to owe him the same.
I never knew how to talk about it, maybe because he was old and didn't understand how hard life was. Maybe he was still too fluttery, and he always felt that it was very easy to earn ten thousand a month in our small county.
No amount of physical suffering can be endured, but spiritual suffering that is not understood by children is really unspeakable to the son, and he cannot digest it himself.
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<h1 class= "pgc-h-arrow-right" > Cherish the small blessings in life, and the days will always be better every day</h1>
No matter how hard and tired it is, it has slowly passed, I have been paying over the pension and medical insurance for employees, working for nearly 30 years, and then staying up for a few years until the retirement age can receive pensions, then I no longer have to go out of the stall and start to enjoy the blessings.
As if hope is in sight, the days are getting easier and easier, and the mentality is getting more and more relaxed. In addition to seeing that I can retire, what makes me happier is that my son is becoming more and more sensible.
My son studied well and went to graduate school at 985. This year, he has studied for the third year and entered the internship stage. Since he really stepped into society, he understood that "money is difficult to earn".
He now interns at a stock exchange and gets up early every day to get reports, read computers, and sometimes travel on business. After reading books like this for nearly 20 years, such a large workload is only more than 10,000 a month.
At this moment, he understood how much labor intensity it was for me to earn 10,000 a month with only my hands.
Since then, he really understands how difficult it is for his parents, and now it is good for us.
Now, as soon as he comes home, he is busy, either cooking for us or taking the initiative to go to the market to lay hands on me. When others asked him, they didn't dodge much, and at best they were a little embarrassed.
Although parents are happy to pay their children no matter how much, they are happier to see that their children understand their own difficulties.
In addition to the children slowly understanding themselves, I also met well-wishers. Because cold vegetables are mainly sold in the summer, and almost no one eats them in the winter, what can be done?
For many years, I didn't find a suitable method, and then my partner accidentally went to the south on a business trip and began to sell "crispy pots".
Now when it's cold, I take the honeycomb coal stove, take a few more honeycombs, and put the stove and pot next to the stall. The pot starts boiling kelp, meat, gluten, etc.
While selling crispy pans and baking hands for warmth, the days are really much better.
Moreover, the crispy pot is not a local specialty, and people in our small county town have never seen it, and they have come to try the freshly made puff pastry pot. There are also many people who specially buy gluten in the crispy pot to eat, gluten is boiled in the pot, soaked in the soup, very heavy, in fact, relatively speaking, buying one-third of the gluten is to buy the soup absorbed in the gluten, very inappropriate. However, people who really love gluten don't care.
In addition to selling crispy pans, I also started selling pickles. Now people's living standards are getting higher and higher, big fish and big meat are tired of eating, and they love to buy some pickles to eat. In the final analysis, the standard of living is still high. Ten years in advance, everyone is picking pickles at home, and who has specially spent money to buy pickles. Moreover, now they are all ready-made goods, and they do not have to pack them themselves. Moreover, the pickles are still durable, and they can sell a lot, and they can sell for about two thousand pieces a month.
Moreover, this year, the market will be renovated for half a year to renovate the road surface and so on. Everyone couldn't do business, and they were worried about it. No, the government not only refunded us half a year's booth rental fee, but also paid 600 yuan a month to the people of the permanent booths.
Now I really feel that although I have suffered and suffered for most of my life, I am really comfortable watching my days get better day by day...
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