Chen Jinhua originally wanted to talk about Jiang Xinyu, but after saying a few words, he found that he couldn't say anything serious about Jiang Xinyu.

Wang Sumei and him are not a family now, Chen Yi didn't even call him a father, Jiang Xinyu is a daughter-in-law, but he doesn't seem to have a good name.

It's inappropriate to say it heavily, and he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't say it.

Jiang Xinyu knew that she was reckless, that is, she could stand here if nothing happened, and he also meant well, and was about to say something to ease the atmosphere when he heard him say:

"I listened to you like I had a cold, I will continue to take the child away today, the province is infected by you, the child's resistance is poor, you should pay attention to it."

Jiang Xinyu: "..."

He made so much sense that she couldn't refute it, and then sneezed a few times in a row.

She not only had to watch Chen Jinhua take the child away, but also brought him the gifts she brought from Yangcheng.

She thought that Jiang Yan would cry when she was separated from her mother, who would have thought that he would just point to "Beibei" with his eyes, and when Chen Jinhua took Beibei away, he would be satisfied and lie back on Chen Jinhua's shoulder.

She was stunned to see the conscienceless child get into the car, and when the window was raised, Chen Jinhua's eyebrows and eyes were written with spring breeze pride.

Chen Jinhua is really proud, he feels that his grandson is not a sticky grandson, and when he sees his mother today, he doesn't cry or make trouble when he takes him away, which is enough to prove that his grandson is still very close to him.

Jiang Xinyu is autistic, she hasn't seen her for twenty days, the child and her are no longer close, and the previous pouting and crying a few times turned out to be the limit.

When I was about to go out with my things, the postman came to deliver the letter.

It was from the Shanghai Publishing House, editor Zhao, urging her to start painting the second volume, saying that the first volume was selling well, and the first batch of 10,000 copies was about to be sold out, and it would be reprinted after the year, and the remuneration would be mailed to her after the year.

The 10 percent royalty for 10,000 copies is 2,000 percent, and after the publisher pays the tax, she can also receive at least one set of her yard more.

The local honey brought back from Yangcheng was bought on the street, and a total of two large cans were all wrapped up by her, and the amount of canned fruit was divided and brought to Teacher Yu.

"Did your mom send you a letter lately?" Yu Xiling gathered around the stove and ate the food he brought back from the school cafeteria.

Jiang Xinyu was surprised, she didn't know why he asked this, nodded and said, "It's almost the New Year, she sent a lot of things and letters."

She put the dried fish and shrimp away, the honey on the windowsill, and then saw a bottle of red ketchup, and to make sure, she also picked it up and smelled it, it was indeed ketchup.

"Teacher, where did you buy the persimmon sauce?"

Yu Xiling put down his chopsticks, "Zhou Shunyi sent it, and he said in his letter that it was made by your mother."

Jiang Xinyu: "?"

Who is Zhou Shunyi? Does she know each other?

It's related to her mother, could it be her mother's object?

Seeing that she was confused, Yu Xiling reminded, "Don't remember? I used to live in a shed, wore glasses, and was about the same height as you, but now I work at the technical university in your city, and I look very good."

With his reminder, Jiang Xinyu slowly remembered that there was such a person in her memory, although her face was not very clear, but she was right, and she seemed to have sent him wild vegetables when she was in the village.

Listening to Teacher Yu's words, and then looking at the ketchup, she was unconsciously thinking: What are the signs of Zhou Shunyi and her mother?

If you look for a partner, she will find a partner, and she will not object.

She smiled and asked, "Teacher, you are alone every day, and you never thought of finding a like-minded wife?"

Yu Xiling snorted, "Since childhood, the husband and wife are as soft as cotton, the halfway husband and wife are as hard as iron, the original husband and wife are foot to foot, and the halfway husband and wife take care of each other. At my age, I can do it alone, find someone who is either me dragging her down or she dragging me down, save some trouble."

Don't toss your feelings about anything, he can't stand this old bone.

If he wants to live with a partner, he doesn't feel that he has a bad life, there is no need for one person to become two, no, find another wife, not one person to two, and the other half of the children and grandchildren, it will be a headache to think about.

The two talked again, and Yu Xiling took out a box of chocolates from the drawer and handed it to her, "It was given by an old friend and brought back from abroad, you can take it back and eat it."

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The money during the New Year does not seem to be money, and the 1,000 gift boxes sent by the plastic factory are all urgently packed and waiting to be sold.

Jin Fuhai and his family couldn't be busy, so they called their own father.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and the clerks spent a lot of time just weighing and packing.

When the door is opened, there are only seven days left before the New Year, the market is still crowded, and the shop door is crowded as soon as it is opened to do business, and the business is quite hot.

Metropolises with a population of one million people will not have enough to sell at the end of the year.

The gift boxes were stacked and placed on a table next to the door, in front of which was a queue.

To weigh the bulk goods into the store to buy, the two waves of separate sales, the shop in the uproar of the account.

"Can you replace pine nuts with dates?" My grandson loves to eat your dates." An eldest lady opened the gift box and saw that there was only one grid with dates, and she was not satisfied.

Jiang Xinyu: "That's not good, the gift box in our store can only put six kinds of products, there are no duplicates, if the dates are still in stock, I can change them for you, now in addition to these boxes, there is really no extra dates."

She fully agrees with Song Yahui's idea, anyway, these goods will not last in May this year anyway, it is better to open them for sale during the New Year, how much can be sold, and the store will be closed directly after the sale is completed, and then reopen when the new goods come down this year. Put it in a gift box and sell it, removing the cost, and their goods can get the maximum benefit.

With last year's experience, we will definitely have to collect large quantities when we receive the goods again this fall, anyway, the warehouse is big enough and the money on hand is enough.

When the crowd in line heard that there was no goods, they all became nervous, and when they lined up for their own children, they took the gift boxes one by two.

From opening the door to closing the door to clean up, the three hundred and twenty gift boxes were swept away.

The store is also the same, all kinds of goods have gone down a lot, and some goods are directly gone.

Jiang Xinyu sat there counting the money, and the tanuki cat sat on the table and squatted to watch her.

Wang Sumei lifted the blanket and said, "I still think that I can sell it until fifteen, but I don't think the goods in the store will be empty before fifteen."

Recently, selling goods has made her in a trance, the people of the capital are so rich, and now all this money has gone into her family's pocket, listening to the sound of her daughter-in-law counting money, she is a little intoxicated.

The inside and outside of the store were cleaned up, Jin Fuhai and his wife rode their bicycles home, and Qiao Jianfeng "escorted" his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to the bank to deposit money.

Today, I saved more than 3,500 yuan.

At today's rate, it's really possible to sell short a year ago.

Before the Spring Festival in the 80s, every household was preparing New Year's goods, and Jiang Xinyu's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were selling goods like crazy.

Jiang Yuzhu's stomach was slightly straight, and when she and Zhou Qi went to the market, they saw that the queue blocked the road, and the two of them were dumbfounded.

Zhou Qi smiled: "I think our dividends should be quite a lot."