When he got up early the next morning, Lin Zhiyu rode a bicycle to take her to the long-distance bus station, watched her get into the car and told her to be careful by the window.

"Don't worry, I'll be back the day after tomorrow at the latest. You have to eat well yourself! ”

Yang Liu also instructed Lin Zhiyu, and the old man sitting next to him couldn't help laughing, looking at the car window and his eyes were a little trance, as if he remembered his long-ago self.

Sitting in the car and staggering to the provincial capital, the smell in the car was really unpleasant, and Yang Liu got out of the car dizzily.

The provincial capital is a big city after all, so after leaving the station, I got on the blue and white trolleybus and went directly to a guest house near Citi Market.

Most of this guest house is to buy goods, the waiter is not enthusiastic but not cold, charged a piece of five room fees, picked up a pot of boiling water, took the key to open a room on the second floor, put down the kettle and left.

The room is not big, it is clean and tidy, and it is the first time for Yang Liu to live in such a clean room after he came back, at least there are no footprints and mosquito blood on the walls.

Three days later, in the afternoon, Yang Liu returned home and sent back a hundred red skirts and a hundred white shirts.

Lin Zhiyu went home at night and looked at the clothes and skirts in the corner and was stunned: "You want to sell clothes?" ”

Yang Liu smiled: "The workmanship of this dress and skirt is good, and the fabric is good, but the style is too simple, I want to process it and sell it." ”

Next, Yang Liu made small changes to all the clothes, cinched the waist, changed buttons, added lace to some and added bows, and the color of the skirt was already eye-catching, but Yang Liu didn't move much.

In short, the dress, which was still a little monotonous, has become different.

These dresses gave Liu Wenying a dollar of wages, and Liu Wenying didn't believe it was true after returning home with a hundred yuan.

And Yang Liu earned more than three hundred, and suddenly had five hundred in his hand, and Yang Liu was not in a hurry.

Zhong Zhipeng was even more excited, and also gave Yang Liu a bottle of good wine and two boxes of tea.

"Sister-in-law, when will you go to the provincial capital to continue to buy?"

The business is good, Zhong Zhipeng can't wait to hire someone to sell it in the next county and city, but the goods are too small, and he doesn't dare to urge, so he only cautiously asks when the next batch of goods will come out?

"Don't worry, I'm too small here, it's inconvenient, wait until I solve the matter of the house first."

Zhong Zhipeng also found that the house was small, thought about it and said: "Leave this matter to me, I'll ask someone, and I'll tell you as soon as I have news." ”

Asking Yang Liu's request clearly, he left in a hurry, he was running around the county all day long, and he already had an idea in his heart.

Lin Zhiyu asked Yang Liu: "Are you going to buy a house?" Didn't you say you wanted my grandmother to stay in the house? ”

"The house I bought was going to be made into a garment shop, and my grandmother's house was taken back for us to live in."

"It's okay to rent a house, why spend money on it?"

"Buy peace of mind, lest people want you to move at any time, so it is easy to lose customers."

Lin Zhiyu, who didn't know anything about business at all, didn't say anything, just tossed her around.

In order to change a batch of goods, Yang Liu didn't even go back on the weekend.

This morning, Yang Jiang came.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Yang Jiang put down the things on his back and said, "I'll send you something, these are mushrooms and fungus picked in the mountains, which have been dried, and there are some taro and rice." Mom and Dad said that there is enough food at home, so you and your brother-in-law must not save it. ”

Without waiting for her sister to answer, Yang Jiang came to her side and said with some horror: "Zhang Sanya committed suicide." ”

"Suicide? He's dead? Yang Liu was taken aback, Zhang Sanya didn't die in his previous life, could it be that his rebirth changed something?

Without waiting for Yang Liu to come back to his senses, Yang Jiang ran out of a bombshell again.

Her ten-year-old daughter Qiuqiu watched her mother jump into the weir pond, it's really pitiful, now everyone is stupid, Qiuqiu's grandmother and her two aunts don't want her at all. There was no one in the production team who wanted to raise it, and the captain came to ask me what my family meant. Mom and Dad let you go back. ”

She frowned: "Dad used to always help the Zhang family, but it was all trivial, and I won't talk about it, but raising children is absolutely not good." ”