Yu Xiuli took the gap of her clothes, ran to take a look, there were three layers inside and three layers outside, tightly surrounded, completely impermeable.

When Zhuo Qingfeng came back, the black waist bag he hung around his waist was all full.

Although I was tired for a day today, I don't know how many times I ran back and forth from the cold storage, and how many places I changed places as if I was fighting guerrilla warfare, but the money in my waist bag was taken out and a table full of people.

He counted and counted, tears welled up in his eyes, and then he looked down at the accounts he kept, the money spent, and every one of them had a name. "Subtracting the money we spent today, we made a total of ......"

He deliberately sold a pass.

Zhuo Ran thought about it, it turned out that he had gone to sell clothes with his mother, and he had some experience, so he tried to guess, "One hundred?" ”

He knows that renting cold storage costs money.

Zhuo Qingfeng shook his head.

Zhuo Ran shrunk his neck, did he guess too much? He rarely became more sensitive, for fear of hurting his father's heart, "Eighty? ”

The curvature of the corners of Zhuo Qingfeng's mouth widened more and more, "You guess boldly." ”

"Dad, is it two hundred?"

"No, it's three hundred!"

"Yay-" The whole family was in a stir, and even Xiao Tuanzi went crazy.

Zhuo Yang, who had just come home from school and pushed the door open, was stunned by Zhuo Ran, who rushed up, and gave a hard "biaji", and touched the saliva on his face in disgust, and his voice was like thunder, "Zhuo Ran!" ”

But when he heard that they had earned three hundred yuan for their hard work, he couldn't care less about getting angry, and he was silly with them.

Although he earns a lot, he actually earns a month's money from others in one day, but this is hard money, he noticed that Zhuo Ran's voice was a little hoarse, "Tomorrow weekend, Zhuo Ran, you stay at home, I will shout for you." ”

"Don't, don't." Zhuo Ran was afraid that his father would not take him there, so he stretched his neck, "I can still have popsicles to eat when I go." ”

"You foodie!" Zhuo Yang shook his head, "I'm responsible for shouting, and you're responsible for eating, right?" ”

The family burst into laughter.

Zhuo Qingfeng's business started here, and the neighbors who laughed at Zhuo Qingfeng before saw Zhuo Qingfeng go out early and return late, and they were all thinking about how much money he could make every day, which was worth his hard work.

But Zhuo Qingfeng made a fortune in a muffled voice, and he didn't show off at all, if everyone wanted to trap him, he always just smiled casually, "It's to make a living and subsidize the family." ”

When everyone listened, they felt more and more that what they thought was right, how could doing business be so stormy as an iron rice bowl? And Zhuo Qingfeng is here, he is a popsicle seller, how undignified, not to mention that popsicles only have a business in summer.

But they didn't know that when the situation was good, Zhuo Qingfeng would be able to earn a month's worth of money on this day, which was equivalent to only doing one day a month, and resting at other times.

Zhuo Qingfeng's current low-key is not for eternal dormancy.

When the summer passed, he had earned his first pot of gold, and he was ready to start the business he had been thinking about for a long time.

On Grandma Tu's side, the little group will pass over if it is fine, and Grandma Tu has not moved over for too long, a little earlier than their family.

But she didn't see her children come back once, which is quite pitiful.

Grandma Tu is good, and she is good to her, she is very grateful to repay her, considering that if the old man has a headache and brain fever and no one takes care of it, it will be terrible.

Therefore, in the name of sending food and drink, Xiao Tuanzi will go to see Grandma Tu if he has nothing to do......