During dinner, Zhou Hongyun didn't notice An An was injured, but praised An An for bringing her glutinous rice balls when she came back from outside. She said to Zhou Nanguang: "Our An An has been considerate since she was young. She brought me Zhang Ji's glutinous rice balls when she went out to play, and they were still warm when she brought them back."

An An smiled with curved eyes: "Yes, when I saw the glutinous rice balls, I thought of my aunt's love for eating them, so I bought some and hurried back."

Mo Mo glanced at An An without saying anything, and even stopped Zhou Zhou who wanted to speak.

After dinner, Mo Mo called Zhou Zhou and An An to his room and told Zhou Hongyun that he wanted to help An An with his homework.

The adults also know An An’s grades. If it weren’t for Mo Mo, he would probably be last in the class every time.

After closing the door, Momo suggested working and studying together with Wen Zheng, and asked An An and Zhou Zhou if they wanted to join.

An An nodded immediately: "Yes, I definitely want it, but what can we do?"

Zhou Zhou was not very happy: "Why do we have to work and study? It's not like we don't have money to pay for tuition. Mom said that we should focus on studying."

Mo Mo thought about it and decided to tell Zhou Zhou about Wen Zheng's situation, mainly to help Wen Zheng.

After listening to this, Zhou Zhou was silent for a while, but he didn't have any opinions: "Then what should we do?"

An An heard from Teacher Meng about being a translator: "Brother, your English is not very good, you can be a translator. We can be translators on Sundays and summer vacation."

Momo shook his head: "Because of the Asian Games, everyone is required to be a volunteer. It's not good to be a translator and get paid."

An An scratched his hair, not knowing what was wrong, and looked at Mo Mo eagerly: "Brother, what are you talking about? There's nothing else we can do, right?"

Momo thought for a while and said, "We can be free translators and sell maps, soda and snacks. We can make money this way."

Zhou Zhou was also quite clever: "Don't you want us to set up a stall over there and write "Free translation" next to it?"

An An had no idea about this: "That's fine, as long as I can make money."

Momo shook his head: "A fixed stall won't work. We should push a tricycle and walk along Nanluoguxiang. When we see people who need translation, we can help them translate and sell maps at the same time. This way, the urban management won't bother us."

An An thought it was great again and nodded quickly: "Then this one, this one is also great."

Zhou Zhou didn't care: "What else do you need to prepare?"

Momo calculated his pocket money and said, "If Wen Zheng joins, he definitely won't be able to come up with the money, so I'll ask him if he can find a tricycle."

Since Wen Zheng lives in a slum, he should be able to borrow a tricycle.

An An exclaimed: "What if I can't borrow it?"

Mo Mo pursed his lips and said, "We'll think of other ways when the time comes."

…

An An was a man of action. The next day, she didn't even have breakfast. She put a few steamed buns in her lunch box and rushed to find Wen Zheng. Zhou Hongyun shouted from behind, "An An, you can't eat while walking. Drinking wind is bad for your stomach."

An An responded, but the person had already run away.

Momo and Zhouzhou followed behind and walked out of the alley. Zhouzhou was a little confused: "Didn't An An say that he didn't know Wen Zheng when he was a child? Why is she still helping him so much?"

Momo just glanced at him and said, "Then why are you willing to help Wen Zheng?"

Zhou Zhou touched his nose and said, "I don't want you to do good things alone, and then mom and dad will praise you alone when they come back. I will definitely do it."

Mo Mo ignored him and walked forward quickly.

Zhou Zhou also hurried to follow.

An An stopped Wen Zheng on the way and stuffed the lunch box into his hand: "Thank you for taking me in yesterday. This is my reward. You must accept it."

Wen Zheng glanced at her and silently put the lunch box into his schoolbag.

An An was a little anxious: "Why don't you eat? The buns should be eaten while they are hot. They won't taste good if they are cold."

Then they chattered about their plan, and Wen Zheng refused without a second thought.

An An's excitement was suddenly dampened: "Why? We can work and study together, isn't that great?"

Wen Zheng said nothing, just walked forward with his eyes lowered.

An An followed and kept doing ideological work on Wen Zheng, but even when they arrived at the school, she was unable to change Wen Zheng's mind.

She was also a little angry. She stood there and watched Wen Zheng enter the classroom first. Then she walked in reluctantly, and sat down at her seat with a pouty mouth.

Mo Mo knew that things would not go smoothly. When the class was over, he called Wen Zheng and went outside the classroom to find a place where no one was around: "Wen Zheng, did you recognize us too?"

Wen Zheng said nothing and looked at Mo Mo calmly.

Momo continued, "My parents are not in Beijing, and we don't know how to help you, but this is the best way for you to be self-reliant. I know you are proud and you definitely don't want to accept our help for nothing."

"Also, there is another way. For the next three years, you can live in my house and accept my help. I will give you a very good learning environment. Then you can use these three years to get into a junior college and do scientific research."

"When you go to university, not only do you not have to pay tuition, you also get a living allowance. If you do scientific research and have a patent, you can make money, and you can make more money than you can imagine."

Wen Zheng looked at Mo Mo in surprise, as if he was thinking about the feasibility of his words.

…

An An didn't give up. Even if she couldn't persuade Wen Zheng, she thought Teacher Meng might be able to.

During the break, I ran to find Teacher Meng and told him about this idea.

Teacher Meng found it incredible that this delicate little girl could endure hardship: "Being a translator can indeed train you, but setting up a stall, can you put down your dignity?"

An An was fearless: "Sure, as long as I can help Wen Zheng, I'll do anything."

Teacher Meng rubbed the little girl's head and said, "I didn't expect you to be so kind. Okay, I'll do some ideological work on Wen Zheng. This is also a good opportunity for you to train yourself."

Teacher Meng went to see Wen Zheng, and without much talk, Wen Zheng nodded in agreement.

After school, Momo, Zhouzhou, Anan and Wen Zheng sat on the playground and began to discuss how to purchase goods and what goods would sell better.

Wen Zheng had no experience: "I can ask Grandma Li in the courtyard to borrow a tricycle."

Momo nodded: "Because we can't set up a stall every day, we can't sell bread and other things with a short shelf life. We can sell some souvenirs, such as bookmarks and postcards from the Forbidden City."

An An looked at Mo Mo with admiration: "Wow, brother, you know so much."

Mo Mo glanced at An An but didn't expose her intention. An An was afraid that he would change his mind halfway, so she kept sweet-talking him.

On Sunday, the four of them set out early in the morning to set up a stall near Qianmen, their first day of business...

Sheng An Ning came back early, but she didn't expect to find that when she got home early on Sunday morning, she found that the three children were not at home.