The first half of the day was spent safely, at three ~ o'clock in the afternoon, the adults went to work in the field one after another, and Chu Yulan lay on the kang mat with only a sheet, pretending to sleep. Although his eyes were closed, he was not sleepy in his heart, and his mind was constantly thinking about how to find a way to make money.

In her later life, she also read online novels in her spare time, but in her opinion, those ideas were too naïve to work. New things are not necessarily new things, and new things refer to things that conform to the objective law of development, have strong vitality, and have great prospects for development. Since it is a new thing, then the old thing will definitely come out to obstruct it, and it will not allow itself to be replaced by the new thing so easily.

She is a liberal arts student, she doesn't know how to invent and create, and now the social news is closed, unlike in the past, anything can appear on the Internet as soon as you search for it. In addition, nowadays, material life is not very rich, people's living standards are still on the subsistence line, and they have no ability to consume entertainment and life.

If you want to make money, you can only take two paths, first, go to work and find a good job; Second, start a business and be your own boss.

If it's just herself, then it's good to get a job, but if you want to change the fate of your family together, a simple job can't solve all problems. She used to be a teacher, and she is most familiar with the education industry.

However, there is a very realistic problem, that is, no matter what form of entrepreneurship, entrepreneurial capital is needed, not just a word.

Money, where does it come from?

Chu Yulan raised her eyes and looked at the pickle jar placed in the corner of the wall, which contained the money that had been lost by Wei Donglai, the cashier of the brigade. I don't know if Wei Donglai has confessed to the second uncle, but I haven't heard the second uncle talk about it, maybe he has confessed, but the second uncle is reluctant to mention it to others.

Shaking her head, this money belongs to Chu Chengye, she has to return it to its original owner, she won't move, find an opportunity to ask and probe another day. If Wei Donglai hadn't confessed, this matter wouldn't have been spared so easily, in his previous life, it was his mistake that hurt Chu Chengye. Let him bear a charge of corruption and bribery, and suffer a lifetime of wrongdoing, but in the end he failed to find a place to seek justice.

Chu Yulan was thinking about something, when suddenly the bamboo curtain was raised, and a person came in, muttering resentfully: "Yulan, you are at home, I called you so loudly, why didn't you agree to me?" ”

"I said I didn't hear it, do you believe it?" Chu Yulan glanced at her faintly, knowing that she would come to her.

"Believe it, why don't you believe it, Yulan, do you have an answer to the question you asked last time?" Zhao Qianqian sat on the kang and picked up a fan to fan the wind.

"No, didn't you ask Juanzi, why didn't Juanzi tell you the answer?" Chu Yulan was covered with goosebumps all over her body by the cold wind she fanned, so she had to grab a towel and cover her body, feeling better.

"Juanzi doesn't know." Zhao Qianqian wisely didn't tell her that Chen Dujuan had left the village, she knew that Chu Yulan and Chen Dujuan had a falling out, and the two didn't speak, and they had a cold war. At this time, you can't say bad things about each other, in case the two get together in the future, she will be a bad person, and she has encountered this situation before.

"Oh, you~ Mom is back?" Chu Yulan pondered secretly, it seemed that either Chen Dujuan really didn't know and was not reborn from the future, or Chen Dujuan pretended not to know, it would be terrifying.

Either way, Chen Dujuan is not simple, not so easy to see.