Feng Hui said while loading the meal: "I didn't do anything, I just came to see." ”

Qin Yang had actually seen it a long time ago.

Those people are supposed to come to see the house, and the one in the suit is the agent.

In his previous life, he and his mother lived in this house for decades, until his mother became seriously ill and he sold the house in order to raise money.

He didn't expect his mother to have the idea of selling the house.

He simply asked directly: "Mom, do you want to sell the house?" ”

Feng Hui paused for a moment before saying: "Mom has this plan, this house is too big, if you sell it and change it to a smaller one, you can still have some money left, and when you graduate, if you want to do business, you can still have capital." ”

Qin Yang's emotions in his heart, which had finally faded a little, surged up again at this time.

It turned out that his mother was for him.

This house was the wedding house of my parents.

Lao Qin was bankrupt and owed debts at that time, and in order not to drag down his mother, he chose to divorce, and the house was left to his mother.

Qin Yang knew that her mother had always had Lao Qin in her heart, and this house was also a thought of hers.

He still remembers his mother sometimes staring at the balcony in a daze.

That's because Lao Qin used to water flowers on the balcony, and his mother loved the flowers raised by his father the most.

She was missing Lao Qin.

But now for him, his mother has decided to sell this relationship that has been cherished for many years.

He suppressed the sourness in his eyes: "Mom, we don't sell this house, we have lived for so many years, and we all have feelings." ”

Feng Hui only regarded him as a child, and said with a smile: "Where do you live or not?" ”

Qin Yang persuaded: "But I can't afford to sell it now, in case the house price suddenly rises in a few years, won't it be a big loss?" ”

Feng Hui was also a little hesitant when she heard this: "Will this be the case?" ”

Qin Yang saw that there was a play, and persuaded even harder: "Of course, haven't house prices been rising in recent years?" Our house is close to the city center, so it has a lot of potential. ”

He's not bragging.

The house price in 08 is not high, at least for Qinyang, who knows the future, the price in 08 can really be called a low price.

Compared with the price in a few years, the difference between the price now and the square of the unit is at least 1 W.

Especially his house has a good location, close to the city center, and there is a school next to it.

Besides, Xiaoqingmei's house is still next door.

He can't move.

Feng Hui suddenly loosened a little.

The price she offered was her bottom line, but the people who came to see the property were always dissatisfied.

Although the business is all cut by bargaining, she always has some money to spare.

I can't even afford to graduate from high school in the future, and I don't even have the capital.

It's really not good, when the time comes, she mortgages the house to the bank, and she finds another job this year, it should be about the same.

Now that she had made up her mind, Feng Hui didn't insist anymore: "Okay, then mom will listen to you!" Come, eat quickly. ”

She sandwiched a piece of pork ribs and put it in Qin Yang's bowl: "Eat this piece, this piece is all meat." ”

Qin Yang knew that his mother must have other plans in her heart, but today she only needs to dispel the idea of selling the house first.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and also clipped a piece to his mother,

"Mom, you eat too."

However, Feng Hui took the bowl aside: "You eat, you eat, you don't know, my mother likes to eat bones and doesn't like to eat this!" ”

Qin Yang pursed his lips tightly, didn't say anything more, lowered his head, and slowly savored the long-lost taste.

If you want to say how delicious the food is cooked by my mother, it is not necessarily true.

But Qin Yang is good at this.

He doesn't know how many dishes he has eaten from a five-star chef in his previous life, but in his heart, there is nothing that can compare to these plates of home-cooked dishes on the table today.

"By the way, your homeroom teacher called Mom today."

Feng Hui said suddenly.

Qin Yang is not surprised, he also fought in the old class in his previous life, for the matter of changing departments.

He nodded: "Well, Mr. Zhou wants me to transfer to the liberal arts." ”

"And what do you think in your heart?"

"Mom, I know that liberal arts will be easier, but I don't want to change majors, I will study hard."

Feng Hui is not as bossy as most parents, she has always encouraged education and respects Qin Yang's wishes.

So this is also the reason why Qin Yang chose to say his thoughts.

Feng Hui thought for a while before saying, "Teacher Zhou said that if you go to liberal arts, you have the opportunity to go to a junior college, but science is more difficult. ”

Qin Yang took advantage of Feng Hui's ability to speak, and finally succeeded in sandwiching a piece of pork ribs full of meat and putting it into her bowl.

"Mom, don't worry, I can also be admitted to university in science, and today the old class praised me, saying that I have made great progress."

When Feng Hui heard this, she forgot about not eating meat: "Oh? Did the teacher praise you? ”

Qin Yang nodded: "Not only the old class, but the Chinese teacher has also praised me, Mom, just look at it, maybe I can be admitted to Yan University!" ”

He wasn't saying an affirmative.

After all, even if she says it now, my mother probably won't believe it.

After the first exam, my mother will know.

But even if it was just a conjecture, Feng Hui was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth,

"Okay, okay, don't talk about Yanda, as long as you are admitted to the university, your mother will buy you a computer!"

Qin Yang smiled: "Mom, then I can take it seriously, I want the best!" ”

"Good! Mom doesn't understand these either, you can choose by yourself when the time comes! ”

Under the warm yellow light, Qin Yang hadn't seen his mother smile like this for a long time.

Since the divorce, his mother has taken on the burden of raising him.

Silver threads climbed up the black hair, and wrinkles stayed at the corners of the eyes.

And Qin Yang in the past, because he wanted to help his mother reduce the burden as soon as possible, often had conflicts with his mother.

His mother wanted him to study hard, but he didn't understand his mother's hard work, and just wanted to go into society as soon as possible to earn money.

Seeing his mother's happy smile, he secretly swore that he must let this smile stay on his mother's face for a long time!

After eating, Qin Yang helped bring the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen, while Feng Hui put on her shoulder bag and put on her shoes at the door.

"There is watermelon in the refrigerator, Mom has already cut it, you remember to eat it, don't be too tired from studying, and combine work and rest."

Feng Hui told carefully.

Qin Yang responded: "Mom will come back early, pay attention to safety." ”

"Okay."

Feng Hui glanced at her watch and hurriedly went out.

It's seven o'clock in the evening.

Qin Yang knew that his mother's night work was half past seven to half past twelve.

It's to help people wash dishes at the night market.

My mother's daytime job was from 7 a.m. to 5 p.m., with only one hour to eat.

365 days a year, my mother goes to bed at two or three o'clock at night, and gets up at five o'clock to buy vegetables and cook lunch.

No wonder my mother later became ill and got liver cancer in her previous life.

It's so hard that I can't stand it.

Qin Yang gritted his teeth and silently washed all the dishes and chopsticks.

In this way, when my mother comes home, at least I can go to bed early.

After everything was cleaned up, he went back to his room.

In fact, Qin Yang had long thought about how to improve his family's economic situation.

As the saying goes, it's better to be your own boss than to work for someone else.

So he wanted his mother to open a small shop on her own.

In this way, you can ask a few employees to do things, and the mother can be much more relaxed.

It's just that doing business requires capital, and opening a store requires rent.

And he, short of money.

Qin Yang lifted the mattress, and under it was the money he had saved.

The scattered tickets add up to only 152.5.

He was a little worried.

That's not even a fraction of the rent.

He picked up his phone again and began to search.

'The fastest way to make money'

'How to make 10,000 yuan'

'Money Channel'

Qin Yang took a quick look and found nothing.

It seems that both now and in the future, the methods on the Internet are quite scammery.

People still have to rely on themselves.

He sighed, and was about to throw his phone aside, when he suddenly remembered that he had finished eating, why didn't Xiao Qingmei send him a message?

Isn't it going to be another person who is uncomfortable?

He cuts straight to the penguin.

The old pages are full of memories.

Qin Yang only added two friends, one was Fang Yingjun and the other was Tong Wanhua.

The friends list shows 2/2.

Little green plum online.

Then why didn't you look for him?

Qin Yang clicked in and was about to ask, but as soon as he opened it, messages filled the screen.

It's all from small green plums.

'What are you doing?' ’

'It's so hard to do homework today'

'You didn't listen to the class, I caught you hahaha'

'I saw a rainbow today!' ’

'Are you mad at me?' ’

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'I don't understand this question, can you help me explain it?' ’

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The most recent one was in '05.

'Qin Yang, can I still go to and from school with you in the future?' ’