Yu Xiaowei didn't know how she came out of school, she was a little dizzy when she was bombarded by Xixi and Lan Xin's chatter, but her mood was unprecedentedly good!

How do you describe this feeling?

It seems to be a closed window, quietly opening a small slit, and the spring breeze outside the window slipped in a wisp of coolness, and with a sweet and greasy floral fragrance?

Yu Xiaowei must not have figured it out herself, but when her footsteps stopped, she found that what her mother took her was not the way to the bus station!

Yu Xiaowei turned her head and looked at her mother suspiciously.

Yu Ying also happened to turn her head, looked at her with a smile, and said, "Xiaowei, look, my mother bought a car!"

In front of me, an off-white women's motorcycle is parked on the side of the road, and the iron frame that looks like a rearview mirror is shiny and shiny! The motorcycle is not big, after all, it is a women's motorcycle, petite and cute, and it is still very cute!

Yu Xiaowei's face showed a hint of surprise, she gently took two steps forward, and then turned her head to look at her mother. Seemingly, she still has some hard work.

"That's right, this is our car!" Yu Ying's tone was tinged with a hint of pride, "This morning, my mother went to buy it with your grandmother, and we don't have to crowd the bus in the future!"

Yu Ying does have a little money now, and the first volume of her picture book "The Adventures of Little Buo" has been printed and delivered to major bookstores and Sahara online malls for sale. Of course, she is indeed as the editor in charge Wen Xuefeng said before, she is not as lucky as Donnell, her work was released, and the publishing house did not arrange any press conference for her!

But the story of "The Adventures of Little Busboo" is indeed better than that of "I...... "There Are Dreams" is much more exciting!

After a week of marketing, "The Adventures of Little Busboo" quietly squeezed into the top 20 sales of children's books in the Sahara online store!

This is a very good result for a newcomer without any qualifications!

With such a level of sales, Wen Xuefeng told Yu Ying that her monthly income would be about 600,000 yuan! This is only the income of the Sahara online mall channel......

Hearing the news yesterday, Yu Ying couldn't believe her ears.

The dream has just started, and she has already exceeded her expectations?

You know, her original desire was just to earn hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars with a book, but now it seems that her book, no, should I say that this series of picture books (a total of four volumes), will bring her more than millions of profits?

Yu Ying didn't dare to think about it, afraid that it was just a bubble, and it would burst as soon as she poked it......

Of course, the settlement of the publishing house is also once a month, and Yu Ying's income in the first month and how much she can get after tax will not be known until the next month.

However, she can still use her previous savings to buy a means of transportation for her family, which can be regarded as a reward for herself who has worked hard for so long!

By the way, Yu Ying's work in the hotel is still being done, and although she has officially submitted her resignation, she still has to finish it this month. Not to mention that a month's salary is not as good as a fraction of the money she earns in the Sahara online mall, Yu Ying is afraid of poverty, even if she makes a lot of money, she will not be reluctant to give up her small money casually, let alone her hard work for a month's salary.

Besides, she also wants to start and finish well, and she has to hand over to the new lobby manager so as not to delay the operation of other hotels, after all, the owners and employees of the hotel were really good to her before.

A little far, Yu Ying saw her daughter's surprise appearance, smiled and unlocked the lock, got into the car, and then patted the position in front of her, beckoned Yu Xiaowei to get into the car, and affectionately put on a helmet for her.

Yu Ying specially bought Yu Xiaowei a children's motorcycle hat that fits her little head, bright yellow, with the pattern of Yu Xiaowei's favorite cat on it.

The pink one is also good, but Yu Ying thinks that the bright yellow one is brighter and can give people a positive impact.

"Do you like it?" asked Yu Ying with a smile as she buttoned her helmet.

"I love it. Yu Xiaowei's head was buckled in the helmet, and her voice responded in a muffled voice.

Yu Ying was a little surprised, she didn't expect her daughter to speak outside, she originally thought that Yu Xiaowei nodded and it was already good!

Of course, Yu Ying didn't think too much, she was just happy for her daughter's response.

"That's good, our lives will get better and better in the future!" Yu Ying happily hugged her daughter's body and said softly.

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"Bargain for a meal, Bailu...... White Deer ......"

At this moment, in Yang Yi's car, Xi Xi was struggling to read the poems that Yu Xiaowei had recited earlier, but even if Xi Xi had a good memory, she couldn't remember what she couldn't understand.

Lan Xin sat beside her, and she was also working hard to correct Xixi's mistakes: "It's not bargaining, it's a family, it's a family, hee, every Xixi!"

Lan Xin was particularly impressed by the second paragraph's "蒹葭萋萋" because those two words sounded more like Xixi's name.

"What are you reading? How can there be such a poem as Jia Jia Xixi?" Murphy was also sitting in the car, and she recorded the song relatively late today, and couldn't help but laugh when she listened to the description of the two little ones.

"It's Xin'er who remembers wrong! I remember that it was Xixi who was bargaining, not me, Xixi!" Xixi also sat there and couldn't be happy.

"Does Daddy know what it is?" Murphy patted the seat in front of him.

Yang Yi was driving the car, and he also had some confusion. The ancient poems in this world are very different from those in his previous life, Yang Yi has read some, but it is far from the poems in his previous life that left him with a deep impression, so he can't be sure which poem this poem is.

"Xixi, can you memorize more? There is too little information given now. Yang Yi said.

Four words and one sentence, Yang Yi felt that this poem was a little strange.

"Is it the Book of Songs?" Yang Yi knew that the four-character poems were the most in the Book of Songs.

However, it is not necessarily the "Book of Songs", because in Yang Yi's previous life, before the Tang Dynasty, there were many four-character poems, such as Cao Cao's "Short Song Xing" ("How to solve worries, only Du Kang. Qingqing Zijin, I have a ...... heart"), "Turtle Although Shou" ("Lao Ji Fu Fang, Ambition is ...... a Thousand Miles"), and some Yuefu poems.

After hearing her father's question, Xixi stopped playing with Lan Xin and thought about it seriously.

"I don't know, it seems that Sister Xiaowei has a thought...... emmm, say Wei alone, in whom...... In whom...... "Xixi couldn't figure out how to pronounce the last two words.

Because Yu Xiaowei has read three kinds, on the water side, in the water of the Mei, and in the water of the water (read four), Xixi was completely confused.

However, she has already given Yang Yi enough information!

Yang Yi listened to Xixi's chatter, suddenly realized, and laughed: "I know, the so-called Yiren is on the water side." The complete should be, the leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Right?"

Xi Xi heard the familiar sentence and happily responded with a "uh-huh-hmm". The little girl was so excited to see that her father had finally solved this big problem.

"There's a lot more!" Lan Xin said solemnly.

"Hey, what did I say? What did you say about the family and the bargain just now, it turned out to be Pu Jia!" Murphy laughed next to him, "I will do this poem too!"

As he spoke, Murphy read it in its entirety.

In Xixi's surprised and adoring eyes, Murphy, who stole the limelight, said proudly: "You are still very powerful, and I used to memorize a lot of poems with your grandfather!"