Everyone was stunned by the number "Sixty Six", until they came back to their senses before they walked out of the Zheng family's door, their faces were full of disbelief.

"Auntie, why don't you talk to Mrs. Meng and ask Mrs. Meng to persuade me?" Miao, the only two old lady in the crowd, couldn't help but suggest to her third aunt.

Only when the business of Tigerhead Shoes can continue, the way to make money will not be broken. In this way, she can support her grandchildren with her own hands, and don’t have to worry about starving to death one day.

The third aunt looked at the old sister who lost her husband in her early years and lost her son in middle age. She knew her thoughts very well, but shook her head and said, "You saw it just now. Xiao Ye is very stubborn. I am afraid that things that make up my mind will not change! Besides, you don't know my sister-in-law's temperament. You treat Xiao Ye as a treasure. Can she persuade her to stay?"

Seeing the old sister's eyes dimmed, she comforted: "Don't worry too much. Xiao Ye is not a fool. She dares to set the price and there must be a way to sell the shoes at this price. Maybe there is such a fool who pays for the money to buy it. Don't worry about getting angry."

When Miao heard this, the hope in her eyes disappeared completely, and she smiled bitterly and shook her head without saying anything. Obviously, she didn't believe that there would be such a fool, who was willing to pay 66 cents to buy a pair of shoes the size of a palm.

It was not only Miao who was disappointed. After Mangye quoted this price, other people who were originally optimistic about tiger-head shoes also became less confident. But they still had a trace of expectation like Aunt San. Maybe there was such a fool?

The day after tomorrow, I will go to the city. Whether the business can continue depends on that day. The third aunt didn't want the result to come out, so these people were mourning first, so they encouraged them at the top of their voices: "We have not done anything at the moment, and no one knows whether it will succeed or not! Besides, even if the business of tiger-head shoes is not successful, Xiaoye must have other businesses to do. Don't forget, how did the Sang family's flower sauce business start? How many people have died of envying in the Sang family's big house?"

Sure enough, as soon as they said this, everyone seemed to have been injected with chicken blood and immediately became energetic. Yes, even if the business of Tiger Toe Shoes failed, there would be other businesses that could be done. All they had to do was work hard and maintain a good relationship with the Zheng family. In this way, no matter what the Zheng family did, as long as they needed help, the first thing they thought of would be them.

Shitou Niang is a smart person and can't wait to win the favor of Aunt San: "That's, the Sang family can sell 100 cents a pound of wild flowers that we have picked into sauce. There is no reason why the shoes we have worked hard to make are almost half the cheaper and they can't sell them."

The third aunt was speechless and wanted to remind Shi Tou Mom that the food that she had eaten was different from the one she stepped on, and the price was not so good. However, when she looked at the big guy who was much more energetic, she swallowed the words to her mouth silently and echoed loudly: "That's right, Shi Tou Mom's words are reasonable. We local buns can't afford 66-month shoes, but the people in the city are rich. Maybe it's easier for people to pay this money than we drink water."

This is just an exaggerated statement to others. It can’t stand it and it can inspire people. It makes the sluggish atmosphere much more active and makes everyone feel refreshed.

Zhuziniang agreed, "What the third aunt said is reasonable. I will know whether it will be successful or not. Let's not scare yourself first."

This self-comfort played a little role, and even the desperate Miao family also had a glimmer of hope. Indeed, whether it will be successful or not will be known the day after tomorrow. Instead of being discouraged, it is better to cheer up and prepare for the day after tomorrow, and maybe it will be successful!

With this idea in mind, the eleven people finally left with great confidence and returned to their respective homes, packed up their best clothes and prepared to put them on the day after tomorrow.

The discussion outside the yard was soon reached by the awake trees. She couldn't help but ask the man who was knocking on walnuts: "Is the price of tiger-head shoes too high? What if it really can't be sold?"

Although she is full of confidence in front of San Aunt and others, in fact, she is not 100% sure that she can sell her shoes at this high price. The market positioning of tiger-head shoes is very difficult. It is not a poor family that can only maintain food and clothing, nor is it a real rich person, but a "well-off family" or a "little rich family" who does not have to worry about food and clothing and cannot afford to use embroidery girls.

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r        />Let’s not talk about the poor, it’s good to have food and clothing, and it’s almost impossible to buy such expensive shoes. Rich people have embroidery wives at home. Even if they like the style and meaning of tiger-head shoes, they can buy at most a few pairs of embroidery wives to let the embroidery wives at home to think about it. In this way, the tiger-head shoes consumed by these two completely different classes are very limited.

Two classes such as "well-off families" and "small rich families" are the real main consumers of tiger-head shoes. Most of the shoes in the shoe shop are bought by these people.

Zheng Lin said while peeling the broken walnuts, "Don't worry, someone will buy them." This confidence is much stronger than Mangye.

Sang Ye was dissatisfied with the answer and asked: "Isn't this price too high? The price of a pair of shoes is more than three pairs of ordinary shoes!"

Zheng Lin looked at his wife and replied seriously: "If you sell ordinary shoes, you can't guarantee that someone will buy them for your husband, but ordinary shoes with tiger head heels are different. No matter how poor a family wants, they will buy a pair for the children in the family, just to get peace of mind and hope that their children will grow up safely."

At least that's what he thinks. With a child, he just wants to do his best to give it the best.

"Yes, I'm not selling ordinary shoes!" Sang Ye slapped his head suddenly, remembering his original intention of deciding to start the tiger-head shoes business, and showed a silly smile: "Since it is an extraordinary shoe, why should I compare it with ordinary shoes?"

Zheng Lin shook his head helplessly and stuffed the peeled walnut kernels into her hand: "Eat quickly, it's just right to replenish your brain."

Looking at the walnut kernels piled up in the plate, the mulberry leaves rarely rushed over and made a fuss. They grabbed several of them and stuffed them into their mouths: "I have to make up for it more, so as not to give birth to a little stupidity."

Zheng Lin was startled, got up and rushed to his wife, hugged her body: "What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable with my stomach?"

Meng, who walked to the door with the basin, heard his son's words and rushed in. Seeing that something was wrong with his daughter-in-law, his son also looked anxious and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong with Xiaoye? Where is it uncomfortable?"

Mang Ye hugged her obviously raised belly and was stunned. She seemed to be stupid.

Just now, her stomach was kicked, as if she was taking revenge on her words "little fool". Although it didn't hurt, this was the first time she felt the fetal movement and the first time she obviously felt the existence of the child.

As if responding to what she thought, the little guy in her belly kicked her again. This time, the force was even bigger than the previous one, and almost made Sang Ye scream again.

Seeing that his wife didn't say anything, she just stared at her belly in shock. Zheng Lin became more anxious. He picked her up and rushed out, preparing to go to Lijia Village to find Mr. Li Qi to see him.

Caught off guard, Sang Ye was shocked and subconsciously hugged her husband's neck tightly: "What are you doing when you hug me? Let me down!"

When Zheng Lin heard this, he pulled his legs back, and his cold face remained nervous: "Are you not feeling uncomfortable? What happened just now?"

After hearing this, Sang Ye finally knew the reason and couldn't help but feel ashamed and struggled to get down: "I'm not feeling uncomfortable. It was the little guy in my stomach who kicked me naughtyly. I didn't react for a while and screamed, don't worry."

Zheng Lin became even more nervous, and his muscles were stiff: "Don't move, I'll take you to Mr. Li Qi!" In his consciousness, the fetus would not move in the mother's body, and no one had told him that the child would kick in the mother's body before.

Sang Ye's head instantly grew bigger, and he didn't dare to struggle too much, so as not to let the man hold him down: "I'm fine, the child is fine, we are both fine, we don't have to go to Mr. Li Qi, really no need to."

Meng, who was standing beside him, walked up to her obviously ignorant son and explained to her obviously unaware of the situation: "Xiao Ye's belly has been more than four months old. It's time for the fetal movement, so there is no problem. You can move when you are so old. It's normal for children who can move, so you don't have to worry."

After hearing this explanation, Zheng Lin stared at his wife's belly in disbelief. He could not imagine how the child would move inside and how he should breathe in such a big place.

Sang Ye looked at the man who suddenly became a fool and suddenly had a hilarious urge. Of course, she didn't laugh, but just touched her belly and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Mom is right, child."

You will move until this time, so don’t worry!”

Zheng Lin's tense nerves relaxed, and he carefully put his wife down, and reached his big hand on her stomach. He didn't feel anything for a while, and suddenly became nervous again: "Why didn't you move?"

"Puchi!" Sang Ye finally couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.

Meng, who witnessed this scene with his own eyes, couldn't help laughing, squinted his eyes and said, "How can you keep moving? The child doesn't know how tired you are!"

Zheng Lin felt his ignorance for the first time. He pursed his lips and held Sangye out: "It's better for the first time that the child moves, let Mr. Li Qi see it."

It was the first time Sang Ye became a mother, and he had only a few understandings of many things. Seeing her husband say this, he also thought that it would be safe to find a doctor. Otherwise, why would there be the word "prenatal examination" in his previous life?

"Well, then go and have a look."

After hearing this, Meng quickly told the couple: "Where are you feeling uncomfortable and don't know what, please ask Dr. Li more so that you can know what you think."

The young couple nodded. Even if Meng didn't remind him, they were going to do this, so as not to cause another mistake like today.

Walking on the road, Zheng Lin did not forget to stare at Sang Ye's belly, as if this could tell whether the child was moving. Sang Ye was amused by his serious and stupid look, and kept laughing at him all the way.

When they arrived at Mr. Li Qi's house, the couple explained their purpose. Mr. Li Qi took out the pulse pillow to diagnose the pulse of mulberry leaves. The pulse showed that the child was very good and the adults were in good health. As long as they didn't fall and touched, they could eat what they shouldn't have eaten.

Zheng Lin did not forget Meng's reminder and asked many related questions. Mr. Li Qi was so upset that he answered very seriously. As time went by, the couple stayed at Mr. Li Qi's house for half an hour.

After leaving Li Qiye's house, Sang Ye found it was still early, so he suggested going back to his parents' house, intending to tell his parents about the matter of going to the city to sell shoes the day after tomorrow.

Zheng Lin naturally would not refuse, so the couple walked through Lijia Village and came to the Sang family.

Sang Laoshi Sang Shu and his son went to the field to see the dealer, and there were only a few women at home. In addition, there were a few women who came to play in the house. A group of people sat in the house and played the house while playing the girl’s red family, and the atmosphere was lively.

There were all women in the room. Zheng Lin, a big man, was inconvenient to stay. He greeted Mu and others, and then used the excuse of having something to ask his father-in-law and brother-in-law, and explained to Sang Ye a few words and went out.

"Oh, Xiaoye looks pregnant? Calculate the day, it's almost five months, right?" Aunt Guihua looked at Sangye's belly and asked with a smile.

"Well, it's almost five months." Sang Ye nodded and sat down on the empty chair beside Mu.

Aunt Guihua saw that Sang Ye’s face was rounder than during the Chinese New Year, and her spirit was particularly good. Her eyebrows and eyes were peaceful. Her life at her husband’s house was obviously very comfortable. She said to Mu with some envy: “Xiao Ye is still lucky. She is close to marrying, and her husband’s house doesn’t restrain her. She can come back if she wants to go back to her parents’ house.”

Mu listened happily and said disgusted, "You know this girl, there is no time to calm down. I wish my family should be restrained, but you know my family's temperament, so I treat her as my daughter and I want to give the bowl to my hand for a meal. The girl who is used to has a bigger temper."

Aunt Guihua was so angry about this explicit dislike, but she was so angry about showing off her words, and she had to endure the envy, jealousy and hatred: "Okay, okay, who doesn't know who, please stop showing off and making us jealous."

Mu's goal was achieved, with a smile on his face and eyes: "I'm telling the truth, but I didn't show off anything, it's because you're thinking too much."

Aunt Guihua rolled her eyes wide and simply turned her head and ignored her. She was afraid that if she could continue talking, she couldn't control her hands and put her waist on her waist and pinched her old sister who had been with her for many years.

Sang Ye was very envious when he saw two old ladies over fifty years old fighting. In this life, in addition to men and children, there was such an old friend who had a fight in his later years, which was also a great blessing in life.

Knowing that the mother, daughter, sister-in-law and sister-in-law had something to say, Aunt Guihua and others didn't have much to stay, so they all took the excuse of going home to cook and started packing their own things.

Before leaving, someone walked up to Mangye, holding a pair of small and exquisite shoes in his hand, and said cowardly: "Xiaoye."

, These are the shoes I made for the child in your belly, and it is my little intention for this child. If you don’t dislike it, just accept it!”

Sang Ye looked carefully and saw that the person in front of him was Wen, who was not very familiar with him. He wanted to refuse directly, but just looked at the begging in Wen's eyes, but couldn't bear it: "This, this is so good, why am I embarrassed to accept your things?"

This woman's life was miserable and she was a widow at a young age. If it weren't for the heavy snow last year, her husband Gangzi would not have been poisoned to death in that cave, so she would not have left her alone and kept the old man and children miserably.

I don’t know if I didn’t hear the polite rejection in Sang Ye’s words, but Wen’s hand holding the shoes did not retract, but his expression on his face became more and more pitiful:

"Xiao Ye, if you hadn't taken care of me everywhere and asked me to work in the workshop last year, our family would have starved to death. I would not be able to repay this great kindness even if I were a cow or a horse. I would have to make a pair of shoes for the children in your belly to express my gratitude."

Liu, who has a good relationship with Wen, couldn't help but say to her when she saw that she was about to cry the next moment, and said, "Ye'er, this pair of shoes was made by Wen's daughter for her children. Her children are old and can't wear them. If you don't take them, you can only throw them away."

Sang Ye didn't want to accept Wen's things, but his second sister-in-law still had to give her face, so she took it over, looked at her for a few seconds and praised casually: "Sister-in-law Wen is good at craftsmanship, and these shoes are beautiful and exquisite. I'll accept them for the child. Thank you."

Seeing that Sang Ye had taken away his shoes, Wen breathed a long sigh of relief and waved his hands repeatedly: "No need to thank you, just don't dislike you."

"How could I dislike such good shoes!" Sang Ye shook his head and said from the bottom of his heart.

After Wen left with Aunt Guihua and others, Sang Ye’s smile fell down, put the small shoes on his hand aside, looked at Liu and asked, “Did Wen say anything to his second sister-in-law? For example, what is the arrangement in the workshop this year?”

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