Chapter 67: Sending My Brother to School
A bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup sells for fifteen copper coins, and one night down, gently sells fifty bowls, deducting the capital, and probably has a profit of more than 400 yuan. It's sixty or seventy dollars a year! Wow, rich! Fortunately, there is a piece of money here that is used for 100 yuan, and there is also a 10 yuan or 5 yuan, which is not too heavy, otherwise she has to make room for so much money!
"Don't think it's too beautiful, maybe there will be half less guests coming to eat tomorrow." Ye Yu was packing up her things on the side, glanced at her sleepwalking psychedelic expression, fluttering gentleness, and hit her coldly.
"Phew! Nonsense! There are only more and more guests! "Maybe I'll earn twice as much money as I expected! Gently locked the small box containing the money, carefully held it in her arms, and waited for Ye Yu to finish packing up her things and push the car home.
"You can't do this, it's too eye-catching." Ye Yu glanced at the money box in her arms twice more and said, "Put it in the car, take a rain cloth and cover it, no one can see it." ”
Sure enough, he was negligent, and he did what he said gently, and then carried a lantern and walked beside him to light the way for Ye Yu. On the way back, although the night breeze is cold, her heart is warm, and the money she makes now, although it is not as much and fast as her food list, but it is very fulfilling! When she crossed into this world, she had nothing, but in just half a year, she was able to earn money to support herself, had an amiable "brother" and friends, and did not have to be as lonely as in modern times, she felt that she was quite lucky, and the original resentment against God gradually faded, and she thought that she should be able to live here with peace of mind in the future.
The stall is gradually on the right track, but she can only go to bed at three or four o'clock every night, which makes Wen Wen feel a little unbearable, fortunately young, still radiant after staying up late, and there are no dark circles under her eyes, but she also does not plan to set up a night stall for a long time, otherwise it will be too unproductive, and when the economic situation improves, she is still ready to find a shop that can live at home, so that not only saves rent, but also does not have to brave the cold wind to rush home late at night.
As for Wen Gang, he is getting older, and the matter of going to school can not be delayed any longer, and after a month, Wen Rou calculated that the money he had saved was as much as nine hangs, so he planned to find him an enlightened gentleman.
After inquiring for a long time, she chose a private school a quarter of an hour's walk away from her residence, teaching is a middle-aged Xiucai who has not been in school for many years, surnamed Xu, I heard that the knowledge is still very good, but the luck is extremely back, since the age of sixteen after the Xiucai, every exam must be lost, but he is more and more defeated, and he reads there repeatedly with a book every day, but the family is too poor, and his wife died a few years ago, and for a while he couldn't even afford to buy paper and ink for writing, so he had to set up a private school to earn a little money to barely survive.
On this day, she took the trouble to make four-color dim sum, pink fruit, matcha cake, soft fried shrimp cake and jujube paste yam cake, she didn't care whether these things were sweet or salty, Chinese or Western, as long as they were delicious and good-looking, and made people taste fresh, it would be done. When she was busy, Wen Gang couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart, and followed up in the kitchen, tasting some of this kind of dim sum, eating one of that kind of dim sum, and couldn't help but praise it loudly.
"Sister, why don't you make these snacks and sell them?" Wen Gang's mouth was stuffed with matcha cakes, and he said vaguely: "It's much better than those mille-feuille cakes, osmanthus cakes, mung bean cakes and the like sold in the dim sum shops outside." ”
It is very laborious to make pastries, and gently dipping the flour in his hand, he chiseled a chestnut on his head and said: "You are a sister, I am the Monkey King with three heads and six arms!" I'm going to have to keep myself busy! Go ahead, go out and play, I'll be ready in a moment. ”
Wen Gang covered his head and asked curiously: "Who is Sun Wukong?" ”
"......" Wen Rou was asked by him, she didn't want to change her career to be a storyteller, what to tell Wen Gang about "Journey to the West", fortunately at this time, Wen's mother shouted outside the kitchen: "Gang'er, you are a manly man, what are you running into the kitchen?" Don't hurry up and get me out! ”
It's so patriarchal! Gently smiled bitterly, and made up her mind that she must not let Mother Wen train such a promising young man as Wen Gang into a typical sand pig in ancient times! But at the moment, she didn't have the kung fu, so she wished Wen Gang would go out quickly, don't get in the way in this small kitchen, and couldn't help but raise her chin to him and said, "Go, pack up the four treasures of the study and wait for me outside." ”
Wen Gang reluctantly went out, and while gently putting the pastries in the suitcase, she listened to Wen's mother nagging Wen Gang outside, and couldn't help but smile bitterly again.
Originally, the person who led Wen Gang to meet Mr. Wen should be Wen's mother, but when Wen Wen handed her the suitcase and half the money, she twisted her hands and feet again, touched her sideburns, and said in a panic: "What do I want to say when I go?" ”
"Let's just take my younger brother to study at Mr. Bai!" Gentle and surprised, this is the purpose of going, what won't you say?
"This ......" Mother Wen looked at the things in her daughter's hand in embarrassment, and said, "You still go with me, right?" ”
"Hey, don't you always say that the girl's family shouldn't show up?" Gentle and funny, beckoned to Ye Yu, who was chopping firewood, and said, "You go with my mother, I still have to marinate some pig ears, which are easy to sell at night." ”
Ye Yu didn't speak, only nodded, took the things that were gently handed to him, and stood aside and waited for Wen Gang and Wen's mother to go out together.
Since these days, Mother Wen has always felt that Ye Yu is a person with a strange temper, he is diligent in doing things, and he will automatically find a job to do without waiting for someone to tell him, but he has a cold face all day long, and he doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't like to be close to him, she asked him about his life experience several times, and he was silent and didn't answer, and now he wants him to go out with him, Mother Wen is unwilling, but Wen Wen has already left her and turned around and went back to the kitchen, let her go alone, she was afraid that she would be flustered when she arrived, and she couldn't even say a whole sentence, and hesitated for a while, I had to straighten my clothes, take Wen Gang with me, and go out with Ye Yu.
They didn't go out for long, except that Wen Gang was left to study in a private school, but in half an hour, Ye Yu and Wen's mother came back. As soon as she entered the door, Ye Yu went to chop wood again without a loud voice, Wen's mother looked for Xiaohuan and talked for a while, and couldn't help but run to the kitchen to find gentleness, and praised her for his gentle and amiable nature, and he looked very learned.
"Hmm." listened gently and casually, and replied casually: "As long as you don't try again and again like that gentleman, you can be a showman for the rest of your life." ”
"Phew! How can you, a sister, talk like that! Our family is warm, and in the future, we will earn me a phoenix crown! Mother Wen said, looking yearning.
Gentleness didn't hit her, she only smiled perfunctorily, but she thought in her heart, in fact, she didn't care if Wen Gang could be an official in the future, and sent him to study, she just wanted him to know more about Braille, a little spiritual pursuit, understand things, know how to live, how to enjoy life, that's it!