第一百零四章还韵(4/6)

                                              “慢，慢。你先坐下，咋着给人说哩，商量啥哩？八字自己没个一撇，就去和人说话？到时，不是自己叫人牵着鼻子走！”爹几句话，把二孩沸腾的心，按了下去。
                                                                                                                                                                “也是，比葫芦画瓢的事，谁都会干。人家行的，咱这不一定中哩。”二哥迟疑地坐下，拿着筷子，来回捣碗。
                                                                                                                                                                爹和五孩自在吃饭不提。
                                                                                                                                                                后来爹出去了，二哥悄声问五弟，“城里啥最赚钱？”
                                                                                                                                                                “开商店，办工厂，能养好多人哩。”
                                                                                                                                                                “具体点。”
                                                                                                                                                                “刘庄办滚珠厂，不好卖，没有啥销路；牛养出来了，也没地卖去，饭都吃不上，谁吃肉？咱不如养耕牛，或许生产队好卖些。再一个，咱祖爷那会卖药，谁能没个病？”
                                                                                                                                                                “对哩，对劲哩弟弟。就照这个路商量，看看咋着好哩。”端起饭碗，将凉饭呼噜光，抹了嘴，出去，找人商量去。
                                                                                                                                                                刘作伐进屋看书，待九点钟过去，街坊一般都睡着了，也出去。
                                                                                                                                                                白天的奥热，还在延续。路边，有几家，铺上席子，干脆就在那儿睡觉，讲究些的，穿个大裤衩，也不在乎蚊子的肆虐。
                                                                              

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