If you want to discuss something with Qinglin, whether intentionally or unintentionally, just say so.

Oh dear, my family is now tens of thousands of yuan in debt.

I'm even prepared to sell my old mobile phone to pay off debts. I really don't know what to do.

Find a chance to ride the bicycles back. You can take the bus or walk to school, and keep your food and clothing simple.

"Haha, you're so smart, sis! Let's do it this way."

Qinglin and I will act like we're in a real hurry to go home tomorrow.

"Let's ride the bike back while we're at it, and also pick up a few sets of older clothes."

After Zhuang Zhimeng hung up the phone, everyone in her family looked at her.

"Yaya, has our family gone bankrupt?"

"Haha, Dad, how could that be?"

"This isn't because Junjun is being pestered by a girl because of his old mobile phone; I have an idea for him."

"Oh, you can't have a girl like that."

"Well, Junjun himself doesn't agree either."

Hao Caiyun nodded.

"Luckily Junjun didn't agree, otherwise I would have definitely woken him up."

Shi Meiling pressed for an answer.

"Zhimeng, Qinglin doesn't have this problem, does he?"

"Qinglin just studies at school and doesn't interact with any girls."

"That's good. Studying should still be the priority."

The others smiled and continued eating their lamb chops.

The next morning, Zhuang Zhijun and An Qinglin hurriedly rode their bicycles to leave.

Yang Miaomiao stopped Zhuang Zhijun's car.

"Zhuang, I'd like to..."

"Get out of my way! Something's happened at home. I don't have time to argue with you."

Zhuang Zhijun deliberately rode his bike slowly to talk to An Qinglin.

"What should we do?"

My sister said the family owes tens of thousands of yuan.

They told me to sell the phone and that we should hurry back, otherwise we might lose the bicycle too.

"Let's hurry back and check the situation."

Sigh, I guess we won't have much pocket money left in the future.

If it doesn't work out, we'll sell both bicycles and try to make up for the difference.

Yang Miaomiao only realized what had happened after Zhuang Zhijun and An Qinglin had ridden far away.

She was dumbfounded, and after thinking about it, she still found it unbelievable.

We plan to observe further.

Zhuang Zhimeng has already sold her first belt.

They don't even need to promote it; people see it, ask the price, and buy it on the spot.

Zhuang Zhijun and An Qinglin rode directly to the clothing store.

"Sister, we're here."

"You've come at the perfect time! Come and help us, we're working like crazy."