It's not that he doesn't want to give, it's that he wants to press the pocket.

Otherwise, I don't feel at ease in space.

On the way home, a candy gourd seller passed by.

The daughter in her arms stared straight at the delicate red hawthorn, and the hara was flowing out.

Lu Xiao then remembered that this child didn't seem to have eaten this thing since he was a child.

"Boss, how much does a sugar gourd cost?"

"Two cents."

Lu Xiao pinched his trouser pocket and swallowed embarrassedly.

The price is not high, but he is poor.

"Can you sell me one for a dime?" Lu Xiao looked at his daughter's longing eyes, a little unbearable.

"Forget it, I'm going back anyway, sell you one." The boss plucked one off and handed it to him.

Lu Xiao handed over the only dime in his pocket.

"Baba, eat." The little girl handed the sugar gourd in her hand to Lu Xiao's mouth.

"Daddy doesn't eat it, you do."

Lu Xiao felt a little soft-hearted, and instantly understood his father's mood when he told him that he didn't like to eat and let him eat when he was a child.

"Brother eats." Lu Yuyao handed the sugar gourd to the little boy again.

"My brother doesn't eat it, my sister eats it, and my brother doesn't like sweet things." The little boy swallowed his saliva secretly, turned his face away, and didn't look at the sugar gourd.

"Zichen, you can eat one." Lu Xiao could see that he was enduring it.

Hey, he sighed silently in his heart, and Lu Xiao secretly swore that he must work hard to earn money and buy a bunch of sugar gourds for his children.

No, it's not just sugar gourds, what you want in the future.

"Then I'll lick it, taste a small bite, just take a small bite, and give the rest to my sister." Lu Zichen still couldn't bear to eat more after all.

When he got home, Lu Xiao rummaged through the cabinets and found fifty yuan from home.

No, this amount of money is not enough for them at all, and he has to find a way to make some money.

He told his children to stay at home and went out for a walk on his own.

Wandering around this little ruined city alone.

"Boss, how much do you have for this umbrella?"

"Two bucks."

"I want a handful."

"How do I buy an umbrella at this time?"

"Hi, the weather forecast says it may rain tomorrow, the umbrella at home is broken, and I have to go to work tomorrow."

When Lu Xiao heard this, his brain lit up suddenly, and he felt that he could sell some umbrellas!

He waited for the customer to leave, and hurriedly went up to inquire: "Boss, where did this umbrella go?" ”

"You're going to sell?" The boss looked at him and looked at him carefully.

"Yes."

"Then let me tell you, you can be here with me, an umbrella can be sold for two yuan a piece, and you can sell it for two yuan."

"Okay, can I get twenty first?" Lu Xiao discussed with the boss in a good voice.

"Okay, 24 bucks." The boss grabbed him a long-handled umbrella and handed it to him.

Lu Xiao paid the money, thinking that he should go to the market to find a place to buy an umbrella.

After understanding the situation and discussing it with some small vendors, they reserved a place for him in the market.

Lu Xiao got up early the next day, watched his son get dressed, eat, and go to school with his schoolbag.

When his daughter got up late every day, he took an umbrella and went to the market.

Unexpectedly, it rained heavily in the morning.

People visiting the bazaar hurried away.

"How much does this umbrella cost?" A middle-aged man walked up to him and asked.

"Two pieces of five." Lu Xiao's price increase.

The man didn't say anything and gave the money directly.

Next, there were a lot more people who came to buy umbrellas one after another.

Some middle-aged women will bargain with him, and the men will look back on some face and give money directly.

Because of the heavy rain, the twenty umbrellas that came in were quickly sold out.

Lu Xiao was soaked, draped in a transparent rain cloth, and went home.