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Before graduating from university, my mother and I set up a stall to sell rice dumplings

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    Around March 20th, the financial situation became urgent, so my mother and I went back to our hometown. My mother told me to return to Xi¡¯an in ten days. As a result, I stayed in my hometown for forty days.  When I returned to Xianyang later, I still didn't raise any money.

    In addition to raising money, the task of returning home is to chop wheat.  My grandmother planted wheat in the field without my mother's permission. This angered me greatly. When I came back with my mother, I cut down all the wheat.

    When returning to Xianyang, my mother brought the reed leaves that had been laid before. After we returned to Xianyang that time, we decided to make zongzi and sell them.

    After arriving in Xianyang, it was already May 3rd. When the zongzi leaves were opened that day, they had already turned yellow and moldy.  and can no longer be used.  The leaves are rolled up one by one, because my mother didn't roll up the reed leaves one by one before.  Mother was disappointed by this.  It's like, it's a good plan, but it doesn't work if it says it won't work.

    A week later, I was playing by the Weihe River, and suddenly found that there were a lot of reeds there, so I took some leaves and went back to show my mother. After seeing them, my mother thought that these leaves were good.

    This is called, there is no unparalleled road.

    Later, in the east of Fenghe Bridge on Tongtong Road, there was a cluster of reeds with wide leaves, so I told my mother that it was specially placed there by God for us.  In the future, when making zongzi, my mother and I will often come here to make zongzi leaves, as well as the reed leaves by the Weihe River.

    May 12th was the day when the zongzi was sold on the first day. I remember that my mother wrapped the zongzi that day and took it with me to the east side of Xianyang Vocational Middle School. The zongzi was placed on a small square table.  At that time, my mother wanted to put the zongzi in the basin, but I took them out and put them on the table one by one. Later, when the wind blew, the zongzi were all dried up, and they looked not so fresh at all.

    ? At around five o¡¯clock in the afternoon, the tax collector came and gave me a call, saying that I would have to pay ten yuan for the booth fee. In the end, I got angry and moved the small square table to the opposite side of the road.  But the tax collector refused to let us go, and ran over to tell us to leave.

    We stayed for another hour or so, and finally the tax collector came and told us to leave. Two minutes before we left, someone bought two zongzi.

    After the second day, we set up a stall outside the College of Commerce and Trade to sell rice dumplings. I thought there would be no one in the College of Commerce and Trade. As a result, the person who collected taxes the day before came to collect taxes again, and I yelled at him.  Thinking about it now, I think this is inappropriate. Why don't you give some of the benefits to others if you are doing business on other people's land?  It doesn't make sense without giving away what little you earn.  Therefore, it is more reasonable to collect taxes and pay taxes reasonably.  During that month, we didn't pay any tax at all, so that person just turned a blind eye and closed his eyes.

    At the beginning, when I went to the College of Business and Commerce to sell zongzi, it was just after school, and my mother wanted to bring the zongzi to the green belt of the No. 29 bus stop at the gate of the South District to sell. As a result, I insisted on going to the opposite green belt in the North District, which was trampled on.  Selling on the small road that came out, the results were divided.  I was very angry, and I said to my mother, let the zongzi go and see how many zongzi you can sell, I don¡¯t think you can sell any.  As a result, after school at noon, there were only two zongzi left.  This result surprised me, or my mother's idea was right.  It seems that there is nothing wrong with listening to my mother.

    After noon school time, we set up a stall on the trampled path outside the North District. When I set up a stall here, I sat on the stool behind the stall and waited for someone to come to buy zongzi.  As for my mother, she doesn't like to wait, she just wants to sell all the zongzi at once, even if the price is lower, it doesn't matter, this is the opposite of me, I am willing to wait.  Thinking about it later, my mother's idea is still more brilliant, it is the idea of ??doing big business, and my idea is just a narrow-minded small business idea.  We have been operating at the school for a month. By June 11th, the weather was too hot and there were fewer people eating zongzi, so we stopped selling them.

    Although the career of selling zongzi was short, the memory left to me is long and long.  From the beginning of selling zongzi, there was still 300 yuan left on the card until the end of selling zongzi, and there was still 300 yuan left on the card.

    During this period, that is, from the end of May to the beginning of June, after I handed in the thesis, various non-compliant requirements disturbed my mood again and again.  Although I wrote the paper myself instead of copying and pasting it from the Internet, I feel that the words I wrote are not right.  The point is that this is not counted. I still stubbornly think that there is no problem with the writing. It is because the instructor is too harsh and deliberately makes things difficult for me.

    Every time I print, teacher Bian Guohui asks me to reprint, every time I print, Bian Guohui asks me to reprint, I am going crazy, how do I write my thesis?After my mother bought vegetables and came out of the market, I rode a bicycle to the north to see the villas in the small town of Xi'an that I had visited.  The small town of Xi'an is so beautiful, I saw it again.  The last time I came here was winter, but this time, it was a season when summer had not yet begun.  Maybe wait until next time, maybe then, the autumn will be crisp and the wild geese will return.

    My mother and I walked on the bank of the Weihe River separately.  We have been to the banks of the Weihe River several times.

    Sometimes I passed by on the street to Xianyang City, and sometimes it was too hot to come here to enjoy the cool.  Sometimes, it is that day when there are no zongzi leaves to make zongzi, and they come here to make zongzi leaves.

    The banks of the Weihe River are beautiful, and people here feel like they are in a painting.

    I know that I have been here many times, but in the future, when will I be able to come again, I used to be here.

    ? On June 13th, the sales of rice dumplings at the stalls came to an end.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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