When Zhou Fangyuan returned home, Zhou's mother was baking bread at home.

The third brother and Lao Wang sent him to the gate of the courtyard, watched him enter his yard and left.

When Zhou Fangyuan walked in the door, Zhou's mother was having lunch by herself, which was the bread she baked in the morning with two slices of ham.

Seeing Zhou Fangyuan push the door in, Zhou's mother was a little surprised, "Didn't you come back at noon?"

"It's a bit of a problem," Zhou Fangyuan responded, casually putting the small cloth bag on the sofa, "Mom, do you have any food? I haven't eaten yet, I'm dying of hunger." ”

"It's only bread, and if you say you won't come back at noon, I'm too lazy to make it. ”

Zhou's mother put down the bread and got up and walked towards the kitchen as she spoke.

"Bread is fine, just take a bite, I'll talk to you later. ”

Zhou Fangyuan took off his shirt and went to the courtyard to wash his hands.

"What's the matter?"

Zhou's mother asked loudly.

"I'll tell you later. ”

Zhou Fangyuan replied.

Then the two sat down together and began to eat, Zhou's mother baked bread, how to say, it's not bad. Of course, it can't be compared with those bakeries in later generations, but it can still be eaten. The main reason is that Zhou's mother doesn't put all kinds of powdered sugar and cream on the bread, so the baked bread is very simple, it is a round steamed bun, the whole body is slightly yellow, and there is a taste of yeast in the mouth, and a little sourness.

Zhou Fangyuan tasted it carefully, the bread was still a little hard, or a little porcelain, and the degree of initiation was not enough. And it comes in a variety of sizes and shapes. On top of that, there is no milk in it, so the flavor is not enough.

After eating, Zhou Fangyuan and his mother talked about these problems carefully. At the same time, he talked about the methods of bread that he could remember in his previous life, such as kneading some oil into it, such as beating it until it could tear out the membrane, and so on...... Although Zhou's mother didn't know what Zhou Fangyuan's request was for, he believed in his son.

So Zhou's mother was more serious than him, and used a small notebook to write down the problems that Zhou Fangyuan found out one by one.

After cleaning up the table, Zhou Fangyuan looked at the time, it was not yet a little, and there was still plenty of time, so he called his mother over, and the mother and son sat on the sofa.

"Son, you just said you have something to say, not bread?"

"The bread is not in a hurry, we can study it slowly, it doesn't matter if it takes a few more days," Zhou Fangyuan said, "I have more important things." ”

He backhanded the small cloth bag beside him.

"Mom, take a look at this first. ”

As he spoke, he handed over the small cloth bag.

Zhou's mother took the small cloth bag with a puzzled face, first glanced at Zhou Fangyuan, and then opened the bag and looked down.

Swish!

She immediately closed the bag.

"Son, this, this is ......"

"Money. ”

Zhou Fangyuan said as a matter of course.

"Of course I know it's money, but where did you get this money? It can't be stolen, right? Our children can't do such illegal things, and if they are caught, they will go to jail!"

A nervous look instantly appeared on Zhou's mother's face, the money in the bag was not a small amount, although she didn't see how much money was in it, but fifty-one of them, a total of more than a dozen bundles, each bundle also had a bank seal on it.

"You can't steal money from the bank, do you?"

At this moment, Zhou Fangyuan really wanted to applaud his mother, with this imagination, how good would it be to write a novel?

He shook his head helplessly, with an expression of wanting to cry without tears.

"Mom, in your heart, your son and I are this kind of person. ”

"Of course I don't want you to be that kind of person, but the money is ...... here"

"For a reason, of course!"

Zhou Fangyuan shouted weakly.

Then he told his mother what happened at noon today, including how the third brother and Lao Wang persuaded him, and the whole process.

After hearing this, Zhou's mother looked at him with a suspicious expression.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, I can really rob a bank, how can I have that level? And I'm living well, my family is happy, and I'm not short of money to spend, how stupid do you think I am to rob a bank!"

Zhou Fangyuan shouted dissatisfiedly, and the look of grievance on his face could not be pretended.

"Then why didn't I see the ...... that Xiaobin told you?"

"The third brother and Lao Wang went back, do you think the Internet café can always leave people, in short, Mom, there is absolutely no problem with the way this money comes from, this is our Internet café's dividend this month, the third brother and Lao Wang have given me a part of their shares, so I can get so much. So rest assured, it's absolutely fine. ”

Zhou Fangyuan repeatedly assured that Zhou's mother was finally relieved.

But then she couldn't sit still.

"No, it's not okay to put so much money at home, let's go, go to the bank with my mother, we have to save this money." ”

That's right.

There has always been a problem with the security of Beitong, not that the police uncles do not give it, but that this is the junction of the three provinces, and it is a place where soldiers must fight since ancient times. Zhou Fangyuan's house is this kind of single-family courtyard, to put it mildly, just an adult can easily climb over the wall and get in with two steps, so it is really uneasy to put this money at home.

This is also the reason why Zhou Fangyuan must tell his mother about this, he is not yet an adult, he can't open an account in the bank, and he must be accompanied by a guardian to open an account.

He doesn't know what the mentality of the protagonists in other novels who have made a lot of money has been hiding and not reporting it, anyway, he is not like this, and even if he hides something, he is only forced to do it. As soon as the situation allows, or when it must be explained, he will definitely tell his parents all the truth.

Concealing it will only deepen the doubts of the parents, and only more than 100,000 will scare my mother like this, just thinking that she has done something bad. If you really save a thousand children and eight million, you may not know what it will scare your parents into.

Without further ado, the mother and son immediately dressed and went out to find the nearest bank to deposit the money.

After the twenty-four RMB became a striking number on the passbook, Zhou's mother's worried expression was alleviated.

In fact, Zhou Fangyuan really wanted to say, your old man's cautious appearance along the way, I'm afraid it is not specifically to remind the thief that he has a "huge amount of money", the most appropriate way should be to have no expression at all, and walk on the street naturally, so that it is not easy to be suspected.

But he also knew that with his family's situation, 120,000 yuan was indeed not a small amount of money. He still vaguely remembers the scene when his parents wanted to sell their house and land for 9,000 yuan more than a month ago, so Zhou's mother was so careful with 120,000 yuan, which actually made sense.

After saving the money, both mother and son were relieved, and Zhou Fangyuan did not go home, but went directly to school.

Zhou's mother is going to go to the supermarket to buy some milk and butter, and go home to re-study her bread.

……

Although Zhou Fangyuan said it nicely and didn't take the money seriously, he was obviously still a little distracted when he was in class in the afternoon.

Sitting in his seat, his eyes on the teacher on the podium, his thoughts drifted to no avail.

Of course, he knew what he should do, and he knew that he should listen to the lecture very carefully, but he just couldn't control himself, and his mind was chaotic.

"Are you sick? Why don't you ask the teacher for a leave of absence?"

During the recess, the "prince" said to Zhou Fangyuan.

"Prince" is Sun Yong's nickname, and the specific origin is very complicated, and I will talk about it later. But this person's personality is quite similar to Zhou Fangyuan, they are the kind of people who like to laugh and can get along well with anyone, and the two also have a lot of common language, so in the three years of high school, if you want to say that those classmates have a good relationship with Zhou Fangyuan, "Prince" is definitely one of them.

"I'm fine, I just didn't rest at noon, and I'm a little sleepy. ”

Zhou Fangyuan said with a smile.

During physical education class, Duan Qingyi also took the initiative to come over and asked him a few words.

I also bought him a bottle of Coke.

This made the male students in the class very excited, and they all cried wolf, as if Duan Qingyi's drink was bought for them.

After Duan MM left, this group of bastards surrounded Zhou Fangyuan, asked this and that, and asked if the two of them were getting better, did they hold hands? kiss or ...... Have you opened a room?

That's right, you read that right, high school students in this era are already very clear about this kind of thing.

These questions made Zhou Fangyuan cry and laugh, if it was the previous life, he might feel very dignified, and even make up a few things that didn't happen in the first place as if he were pasting gold on himself.

But he now knows better that Duan Qingyi's bottle of Coke is just a kind of condolences between classmates, and there is no other reason. On the other hand, if you talk nonsense here, you may not even have to be friends in the future.

So he immediately vetoed it with righteous words, only saying that he had helped Duan Qingyi get things before, and she simply came over to thank herself.

Then no matter how other classmates asked, he resolutely refused to admit that he and Duan Qingyi were talking about friends - there was no such thing!

After asking for a while, seeing Zhou Fangyuan's posture of being splashed with water, everyone lost interest, scattered one after another, and went to play their own games.

This is just a small episode of high school life, and other than that, Zhou Fangyuan's life is still very peaceful and quiet. Except for being bombarded by his father again when he came home that afternoon, his life returned to its usual pace in the next few days. I go to and from school on time every day, listen carefully in class, ask if I don't know, and go to the teacher's office more often than anyone else.

This life lasted for a week, during which he still did not go to the Internet café again, and it was completely laissez-faire.

Finally, near mid-October, the ninth day of his and his mother's proposal to start their own business, when he came home from school, he was faced with a bowl of bread that looked almost exactly the same as he remembered.

"How about you taste it?"

Zhou's mother stood behind the bread and said with a smug face.