lamenting the weakness of his age again, Wu Tian couldn't say that he could pick a copy of "Journey to the West" again, and he flipped it absentmindedly, and his eyelids began to fight unconsciously-sleepy.

"Xiaotian, I fell asleep and went to bed." Chu Yumei picked up Wu Tian and went into the back room, and without saying a word, she carried him to the edge of the bed and helped him take off his clothes.

Poor Wu Tian suddenly sobered up again, I'll take care of it, the men are the ones who are running for four, how can we let my mother help us take off our clothes? Not to mention that the mother in front of her is only in her early thirties, and our psychological age is exactly the "right age"......

"I'll take it off myself!" Wu Tian hurriedly shouted.

"Can you take it off yourself?" Chu Yumei said.

"Don't worry about it, I'll take it off myself!" Wu Tian stiffened his neck, didn't let his mother help, and began to unbutton himself. The coat is okay, the key is that the small padded jacket worn by Wu Tian is an old-fashioned handmade padded jacket, and the buttons are small pimples made of cloth strips. It's okay, take off the little padded jacket, the cotton pants are even more difficult, poor Wu Tianren is weak and weak, where can Hou Dundun's cotton pants fade, I can't say that my mother will help, and I will be ridiculed.

Then Wu Tian realized a more serious problem - there were only two beds at home, and the small bed by the window on the front wall belonged to Wu Yuan, and he had to sleep on the big bed against the back wall with his parents!

Embarrassed.

This word may not mean much to a six-year-old child, but the problem is that Wu Tian, a six-year-old in his body, is the soul of a middle-aged uncle, as a weird Shu Huang who thinks he has thoughts and connotations, Wu Tian really can't accept sleeping in the same bed with his parents in his thirties - what if the two of them do something love in the middle of the night?

If you're still afraid, you'll come!

In the middle of the night, Wu Tian, who was sleeping in a daze, felt his father on his right stretch an arm from his body to his left, and then he heard his mother muttering in a low voice: "Be careful of the child'......"

"I'm asleep, it's okay......" Wu Jianguo responded, pulling Wu Tian and trying to switch places with him.

"I want to pee!" Wu Tian sat up as soon as he was bone.

"Uh......" Wu Jianguo was so embarrassed that he couldn't say that he was still angry and helpless to put on his clothes, got out of bed with his bare-ass son in his arms, and settled down after some tossing, but he was so cold that he didn't have the heart to do bad things.

Poor Wu Tian still can't sleep well, this problem related to sleep quality has to be solved immediately, otherwise in this growth environment, even if we are geniuses, we have to be tortured to achieve nothing, and we can't be reborn in vain.

However, the housing problem is not a trivial matter, there is no such thing as commercial housing these days, urban residents are either ancestral old houses, or the welfare housing of the unit, if you want to improve the living conditions, you have to wait for the unit to build public housing, on the queue distribution of seniority.

And want to buy your own house, is almost impossible, although the current housing prices are very low, a set of three main houses in the suburbs with a small yard is only three or two thousand yuan, the problem is that the salary level of ordinary people is only about fifty or sixty yuan a month, the most important thing is that the current proportion of consumption is very high, a family can rest the money in addition to eating and drinking, and it is unthinkable for ordinary people to save money to buy a house.

Wu Tian remembers that when he was in the first grade of primary school, his father was assigned to the welfare room of the unit as the new deputy editor-in-chief, but it was only a set of fifty or sixty square meters of two bedrooms and one living room, and Wu Tian still had to live with his sister, until a few years later, as his father's position continued to improve, and he caught up with the unit to build a fund-raising house, he bought a set of more than 80 square meters of three bedrooms and one living room, and Wu Tiancai, who went to junior high school, had his own independent room.

Although it is only half a year since his family replaced the first house, the problem is that Wu Tian is not the ignorant little kid at the beginning, he can't bear such living conditions for a day, even if we don't have the ability to buy a big house tomorrow, but we have to get a bed tomorrow and jump out of the "cracks" of my parents, right?

Well, how much does a single bed cost? Although the current price is low, at least it will cost tens or hundreds of yuan, right? This is not a small amount, you must know that Lu Dao's father's monthly salary is less than three digits, and his mother is only fifty or sixty yuan, which is undoubtedly a "huge amount of money" for a six- or seven-year-old child like Wu Tian!

We have to make some money quickly, we can be considered reborn, if even the money for a wooden bed is stumped for us, wouldn't it be a waste of life?

However, although we look at this era from the perspective of more than 30 years ahead, there are countless projects to make money, and you can make a fortune by doing any business, but the problem is that we are only six or seven years old, and I am afraid that we are not even qualified to be child laborers.

Also, we don't have the most important condition - original capital!

No matter what kind of business you do, there is no original capital, no start-up capital, you are a fart!

Empty gloves white wolf? If we are older, it may be possible to rely on our three-inch tongue, but we are a little kid, and we are afraid that no one will be willing to pay us for nothing.

Wu Tian lay in the gap between his parents and meditated, and he didn't figure out a clue.

It wasn't until the next Sunday, when my father worked overtime and left in the morning, and my mother also packed up and went to the street to do New Year's goods.

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"Sister, do you want to make money?" Wu Tian smiled seductively, and pulled the old lady who was preparing to write her winter vacation homework and said.

"Make money?" Wu Yuan asked with a puzzled face, it is really the word "making money" that has little to do with children.

"Hehe, it's just to make money, fill your pocket with RMB, buy whatever you want, eat whatever you want......" Wu Tian said with great temptation, "Well, alabaster cream, buy two boxes directly, one box of friendship and one box of Pechoin, you won't have to steal your mother's in the future......"

"Bah, you just stole our mother's alabaster!" Wu Yuan scolded a little bit of a thief.

"Well, I'm serious, I really have a way to make you a lot of money. You really don't want to make some money yourself and buy a box yourself? Wu Tian continued to flicker.

Wu Yuan was finally a little tempted and asked, "How to make money?" ”

"Sell couplets!" Wu Tian patted the couplet written by his grandfather and said.

"You want to be beaten? You sold your grandfather's couplet, what do we post for the New Year? Wu Yuan rolled her eyes and said.

"No, I mean, I write couplets and sell them on the street!" Wu Tiandao.

In these years, the price of printed couplets is not cheaper than handwriting, and the patterns are far less beautiful than those overprinted with colored border patterns in later generations, and the font is not as smart as handwriting, so most people are more willing to buy those handwritten couplets written on the spot.

"You write? Do you know how to write? Wu Yuan continued to roll her eyes.

Wu Tian couldn't help scratching his head, saying that although we went to kindergarten at the age of three, we have learned a lot of words, my mother works in the library again, my father is a newspaper editor, my grandfather is still a professor, compared to children of the same age, I can read more words, when I was five or six years old, I could force myself to read the villain book comic book or something, but the problem is that I really want to write those difficult traditional Chinese characters on the couplet, it is inevitably a bit amazing, not to mention that you still have to use a brush to write couplets? Although we have been coaxed by my grandfather to practice some basic calligraphy since we were four or five years old, until my grandfather died, our calligraphy was only practiced to the point of being like a character, far from the art of calligraphy.

However, in order to make money, I can't care so much, and the six-year-old child writing Spring Festival couplets is at most a little out of line, not too shocking, for the first pot of gold in his life, it doesn't matter if he pretends to be a prodigy.

"Look down on me!" Wu Tian shouted at the old sister angrily, "Isn't it just writing couplets?" It's all copied, what's the difficulty? Just say if you want to make money or not! ”

"Can you make money writing couplets?" Wu Yuan asked substantive questions.

As soon as Wu Tian heard that there was a play, he became even more energetic: "Why don't you make money?" I'll settle accounts with you, how much does the outside couplet sell for? ”

Wu Yuan said: "Two cents." ”

"How much is that big red piece of paper?" Wu Tian said again.

"Two cents." Wu Yuan said.

"Well, a big red paper, at least seven or eight pairs can be cut, a dozen or so couplets, even if you add ink or something, how much money can you make from a pair of couplets, you can calculate it yourself!" Wu Tiandao.

Wu Yuan wrenched his fingers and calculated, completely moved, but said uncertainly: "Then can the couplet you wrote be sold?" ”

Wu Tian smiled proudly, what did we do in our last life? After all, as a reborn advertising person, what about selling dot couplets? Wu Tian patted his little chest and said: "It's hard to say anything else, the couplet I wrote, someone must be lining up to buy it!" ”

Wu Yuan pursed his lips angrily and said, "You just brag!" ”

"You don't care if I blow it or not, just say if you want to do it." Wu Tiandao.

Wu Yuan said tentatively: "How to do it?" ”

"It's very simple, you pay, I contribute, I make money, let's split it in half!" Wu Tiandao.

"Huh? Do you still have to pay? Wu Yuan hesitated again.

Wu Tian was speechless, his sister was an old man when she was a child, although her sister and brother didn't have pocket money when she was a child, but she usually bought a homework book or something, and her parents would always give her a few cents more.

Well, I'm also red-eyed now - isn't this thinking about getting some start-up capital from my sister?

Although we are little kids, the white wolf with empty gloves can't fool adults, but it's not a big problem to fool a teenage little fart.

"I said, sister, we have to write out the couplets, right? We have a brush, so let's not talk about it, but we have to buy red paper, right? Not to mention, you can just take ten or eight yuan out, and our business will be done! Wu Tian said with a big grin.

"Where do I have so much money!" Wu Yuan shouted.

"And how many do you have?" Wu Tiandao.

"I only have ......more than two pieces in total," Wu Yuan said.

"Tsk, although it's a little less, it's barely enough," Wu Tian said, ...... said.

"No, I can't give you all the money, what if the couplet can't be sold?" Wu Yuan said.

"Tsk, I said that there is absolutely a shortage of supply, what are you afraid of? It's a big deal, it's all mine, and I'll pay you back for the New Year! "Wu Tiandao.

"Hmph, don't you have to hand over all the New Year's money you send to our mother? I'll give you a dollar at most, if not, forget it! Wu Yuan said.

Wu Tian gritted his teeth and said, "One piece, just one piece, let's do it first!" ”