"I...I can talk!" Song Juanhua's tears shed all of a sudden. The torment of being unable to speak for so many days has been deeply engraved on her heart, making her extremely painful. There is regret, she regrets that she shouldn't provoke eleven, but can't wait for time to turn back. Now she doesn't care about face at all, as long as she can talk, she can just kneel and kowtow. In the future, she never wants to come here again, nor does she want to meet Eleven again, she will definitely avoid it.

Second Uncle Yang was also very excited. He never knew how painful the husband and wife could not communicate, because Song Juanhua became a mute, the family was in a mess, and the two youngest children were in trouble, and his heart was very happy. Fuck it to pieces, now it's all right, and it's finally back to normal.

Second Uncle Yang wiped his face, and thanked him again to Eleven, "Thank you, Doctor Eleven, we will never bother you again in the future, don't worry." After speaking, he helped Song Juanhua up and went straight away.

Grandpa Yang in the donkey shed turned his head and sighed heavily. He was extremely disappointed with his second son, "If I could take care of her, would there be so many things now?"

Yang Shifeng did not respond, and continued to do his carpentry work blankly.

She didn't say anything when she saw it, got off the swing and walked into the utility room next to the kitchen, which has now been changed to her medical room.

There are also white walls and shiny floors inside. The original bed was placed against the wall. The sheets and quilts on it were very clean. There was a smell of sunlight. I knew it was often taken out to dry. . There is also a shelf next to the bed with a basin and towels, which can be used to wash hands and disinfect.

On the other side of the wall, there is a large wooden shelf with three floors. There are dried herbs on it. When I picked it up on 11th, she had taught Yang Shifeng to identify these herbs. Some were used to treat headaches and brain fever. Some treat stomach discomfort. It seems that he remembers them all.

Eleven turned his head again. Next to the shelf was a large desk. In addition to the basic pen, ink, paper and inkstone, there was a pulse pillow on it. I don't know where this person got it.

This medical room has everything that should be there, no worse than the one she saw in the city, plus the room is full of medicinal fragrance, making people feel comfortable in treating illnesses.

Eleven sat behind the desk and watched all this quietly, full of dangdang in his heart.

In my previous life, I was always alone, I was overwhelmed by obstacles, I have never been treated like this before, I always felt that a person is simply and neat, and feelings are a waste of time. Only now I know that being loved and loved by a person is such a thing. It’s warm, she should thank God for letting her come here and meeting the big idiot Yang Shifeng.

"Girl, come out and take a look at the car, it's done!" At this moment, Grandpa Yang's loud voice came from outside.

Eleven immediately stood up and walked out. At a glance, he saw a cart in the yard made out, and it could be used to sit on people and pull goods after being connected behind the donkey.

Grandpa Yang was very happy, and he lifted the handle of the cart and pushed forward, "Girl, take a look, it's not a problem for this cart to pull more than ten people."

Although the wheel is made of wood, it is very sleek. When the wheels are rolling, the sound is very small, and it goes smoothly. It looks good at first glance. However, the eleventh feels that this bare pallet is not so good, not to mention that it is easy for people to sit on it. If you fall down, you just buy the goods. In case of a bump, it is estimated that everything will fall off.

Eleventh Road: "Grandpa, make a carriage for the car, a carriage like a carriage, so that what's in it can't be seen by others, and it's not easy to fall out when you pull it."

When Grandpa Yang heard it, the cart stopped, "This is a good idea. Add a shed to be firm, so that every time you go to the town to buy goods, you will be surrounded by villagers. It will be bad if you ask this or that. . I'll add it now."

Grandpa Yang started to do it right away. Seeing that he was so interested, Yang Shifeng went with him, turned and went into the kitchen to cook, while Eleven stayed outside to hand over things to Grandpa Yang.

Grandpa Yang used wood to fix it upright around the pallet to form a cubic carriage frame, and then dragged out a large tarp from his own room, dark green, "It’s best to be a carriage if it is covered, not afraid of rain or fear. It’s dried, this tarp is still treasured by me, and I didn’t expect it to be used here."

The eleven helped Grandpa Yang to cover the tarp together, fix the tarp on the wooden strips, and then carefully fix it on the edge of the three-week period, and stuff the extra cloth into the carriage, which forms a strict solid foundation. The carriage is gone.

"How about a girl?" Grandpa Yang asked with a smile.

After taking a few steps back on the eleven, I observed it and found it to be pretty good. It was almost the same as the carriages that I saw in the town. I couldn't help giving Grandpa Yang a thumbs up.

Grandpa Yang was even more happy. He immediately pulled out the donkey tied to the donkey shed, fixed the newly made car behind the donkey, then walked around to the donkey and touched the donkey's head. Excuse me."

The donkey snorted.

Grandpa Yang laughed, just as he agreed, he sat in front of the car, pulled the rope, and raised his chin toward the eleven, "Girl, come up, let's try our donkey cart."

Grandpa Yang looks like a kid who is eager to show off with his partners. He was happy for eleven and was happy to show off with Grandpa Yang, so he got into the car with a relaxed jump, and said at the back: "Okay. Grandpa, let's go."

"Good--" Grandpa Yang yelled, drove the donkey cart to the gate, and ran directly out of the house and down the road in the village.

The eleventh felt that although the donkey cart was slow, it was quite stable. It was not too bumpy to sit in it, and it was much faster than people walking, which was very satisfying here.

Grandpa Yang made the sound of driving the donkey. The more he rushed, the more he loved this feeling. He was too satisfied with his donkey cart and couldn’t help but said: “Why didn’t I expect it long ago? It’s easier for people to go to town in a donkey cart, and time will be much faster. It’s also convenient for Shi Feng to get the goods."

I remembered what Yang Shifeng once mentioned, saying that there is only one car that takes people to the town, but this car does not go to the town every day. It costs a lot of money to go to the town. The villagers basically still walk. Those who went to the town came up with an idea, "Master, anyway, Shi Feng will often go to the town to get goods in the future. The car is empty when he goes there. You can also take some villagers to the town by the way and collect some money by himself. ."

Grandpa Yang nodded and said, "It's good to bring some people. As for collecting money, wouldn't it be too good? Everyone is from the village, so it's not a big deal to help."

Eleven denied: "If you don't charge money, everyone wants to take a car. There are more than ten people on the top of this car. Who is it to take? Then it will be lively."

Grandpa Yang suddenly realized that he patted his forehead and said: "Yes, yes, it is true. At that time, it is possible to fight, and you still have to collect money. But how much is it? If you collect more, it would not be embarrassing. "

I remember that taking a bus here to town is five cents per trip, so they should be cheaper, "We can cheaper two cents, one trip three cents per person, if someone is willing to take it, even No one is okay, anyway, just take it incidentally, don't make money from this."

Grandpa Yang laughed, "You girl is smart."

Many people in the village happened to come back from working in the fields. When they saw such a big guy, they naturally had to stop and take a good look. When they saw Mr. Yang driving the car, everyone asked: "Mr. Yang, this is your donkey cart. I heard that Shi Feng bought a donkey back this afternoon, right?"

Grandpa Yang slowed down and said cheerfully, "That's it, isn't it?"

Everyone said it was good. Some people were so hot at their eyes that they wished they had such a donkey and a car.

Grandpa Yang was very excited, remembering what he said just now, so he said to the people in the same village: "From now on, I will go to the town to buy goods from time to time in the stone summit of my house. The car that goes there in the morning is empty. If any of you want to take a ride You can go to my house in advance and say, everyone only needs three cents."

Hearing that they were asking for money, some people's feelings of excitement just dropped a little bit, and they thought they would take it for free. But on second thought, the three cents are very cheap. Like the car in the next village, it costs five cents at a time. Now it is two cents less, which is almost half the cost. In the future, if there are a lot of things, walking is really not good. It is a good deal to take a car for three cents.

At the moment, many people are moved, and they have expressed that if they take a car in the future, they must go to Yang Shifeng's car.

Grandpa Yang happily drove the car and continued walking. He walked around the village for almost a week. This was enough to drive the car addiction. He took the eleven and went home and unloaded the car from the donkey, so that he would not give it to him when he was not using it. The donkey is a burden.

"Oh, isn't this a car, it's so beautiful." A voice came from the door, and both Eleven and Grandpa Yang looked out the door.

Two middle-aged women, one fat and one thin, were coming in through the door with a smile, their eyes lit up when they looked at the car in the yard.

One of the women pointed to the carriage and asked, "This car still has a carriage, which is exactly the same as the carriage that pulls people in the town. Is this a donkey carriage in your house?"

Grandpa Yang laughed and said, "Yeah, didn't you buy a donkey? Make a car for Shi Feng, and it will be convenient to go to town to buy goods in the future."

"Father, your Shifeng is promising. Don't talk about buying a donkey. Now you have to open a grocery store. This is a lot of money." The woman who spoke was envied and jealous.

Grandpa Yang waved his hand, "The thing is nothing, it's just that the child is just playing around. By the way, his aunt, what's the matter with you now?"

The thinner woman said, "Didn't you hear that Shi Feng is opening a shop? I heard that your house has something for sale now, and my house just runs out of salt. I'll buy some."

The fatter one also followed: "The head of my house heard that Shifeng has tea here for me to buy some. My uncle will come back with my girl tomorrow, and he is about to buy some tea to entertain the guests."

Grandpa Yang felt happy when he heard the words. The business has come before it even started. It's a good sign! Immediately he shouted at the kitchen: "Shi Feng, your two aunts are going to buy something, you come out and pack a little for them."

Yang Shifeng heard Grandpa Yang’s shout and quickly wiped his hands and came out of the kitchen. When he saw the aunts in the two villages, he knew what was going on. He led people into the hall, took out the salt and tea that he had brought back, and took them separately. The oil paper that came out to hold things asked: "Aunt Cao, how much salt do you want?"

Aunt Cao first took a look at the quality of the salt, and found that the salt was white and delicate, and she was satisfied in her heart. Then she said, "First give me a catty, and I will buy it when I finish it."

Grandpa Yang had already brought the home scale at this time. Without letting Yang Shifeng do anything, he directly spread the oil paper on the scale pan, scooped up a large spoonful of salt with a large spoon, and then picked up the rope on the scale rod. Move the weight with one hand until the weight is balanced.

"Shi Feng fills in a little more, it's still two or two."

Yang Shifeng used a spoon to dig two or two out and put it on greased paper. It was just enough to weigh, and there was a little too much. Yang Shifeng didn’t remove it, so he wrapped it in a catty and gave it to Aunt Cao, "Auntie, this is a catty. salt."

Aunt Cao’s eyes were kept staring, but just now, she clearly saw that a little more salt was weighed. Although it’s not a big deal to say so much, but she feels comfortable in her heart. She feels that Yang Shifeng is sincere in doing business, and she secretly wants to buy it here next time. .

Aunt Cao gave the money, and another Aunt Feng who was waiting on the side also said, "Bring me two taels of tea, and my family will be waiting for guests tomorrow."

Yang Shifeng swiftly weighed two or two, still weighing only a lot more, which made people very satisfied, and happily took the things and left.

Grandpa Yang smiled so that his eyes were narrowed, and he packed up the package of salt and tea by himself, and said: "Now I can rest assured that our business will not be bad."

Yang Shifeng saw that Grandpa was so happy, with a smile in his eyes, and went into the kitchen to cook again.

On the eleventh, I sat at the table and watched Grandpa Yang packing the package. He felt that it was too troublesome to untie and fasten the package. It’s inconvenient. It’s so troublesome to pack. Why don’t you make some wooden boxes with lids, put these things in, and cover them with lids when you don’t need them. When you use them, just open the lid and you can access them. , Convenient and beautiful."

Grandpa Yang thought for a while and said, "That's okay. It's really not convenient to use a package. I have nothing to do anyway. I will let Shi Feng go to the mountain to chop some trees. When the shelves and counters are ready, I will make the boxes. "

Yang Shifeng came out of the kitchen carrying vegetables and heard the conversation between the two of them. He said, "Lord, I will find a pillar and join me to cut trees on the mountain tomorrow. Then I will do it with you. As a counter, I estimate that it will take about three days, and then we will spend another day to make some boxes."

Grandpa Yang agreed with this approach. It can even be said that he couldn't stay idle for a moment. He hurriedly took the wood into the house after dinner, and just did a long-term work under the light of the light, but he couldn't persuade him.

Yang Shifeng had no choice, so he had to take the tools and accompany Grandpa Yang to do it together, and said to eleven: "I'm ready to boil the water. You go wash and sleep first."

Now that I have just finished dinner, where I can sleep on November 11, he shook his head, "I don't want to sleep now, I will go again later."

Yang Shifeng saw that the sky was indeed still early, so he didn't say anything, just let her sit here and watch.

On the eleventh, I saw that Yang Shifeng and Grandpa Yang worked so hard and were so concerned about this matter. They felt that they should also do something to work hard together, so they thought about it and said to Yang Shifeng, "You can do something for me. The wooden sign, it's almost so wide and so high."

Eleven gave him a comparison.

Yang Shifeng didn't ask her what she was going to do, and quickly saw a few wooden signs with a saw and gave them to her.

Eleven put the wooden sign on the table, took out the pen and ink from the room, first polished a little ink, and then used a brush to write on the wooden sign: rice, ten wen per catty; salt, three wen per catty; Tea, ten words and one tael...

The eleventh thought is to make a price tag for everything, sell things with a clearly marked price, and know how much money is, so that others can be convinced. Although most people in the village are illiterate, the basic numbers are still a bit understood, and if you look at them for a long time, everyone will recognize the numbers. This way, they will look like the shops in the town and look very formal.

Grandpa Yang looked at the eleven as he was immersed in writing seriously, then he glanced at his grandson, his eyes were smiling, and he was working hard, feeling that he was full of energy.

I hope he can see his great-grandson before closing his eyes.