Chapter 101 Good Days Are Coming

"Sure, but how can you manage to study while selling fruit?"

Zhou Shufen quietly wiped the corner of her eye.

These days, she has watched Zhou Hairong become despondent.

Now that he finally has a goal, how could she not be moved?

But she couldn't help but worry, after all, selling fruit is physical work, and on top of that, studying would make the burden too heavy.

"I can arrange everything, don't worry. After I come back from selling fruit, the area will be quiet, which will be perfect for me to read in peace."

Zhou Hairong spoke calmly.

He knew his mother's concerns and understood that he couldn't let her down again.

He wanted to use every minute wisely and never waste another moment.

Zhou Hairong's eyes lit up when he spoke.

His back was ramrod straight, and he seemed to have been infused with new energy.

He was no longer that idle, aimless young man.

He finally found what he wanted to do and had a direction in his heart.

Selling fruit wasn't just about making money; it was also the starting point for him to start anew.

He wants to earn his dignity with his own hands and bring back his mother's smile through his hard work.

Hearing him say that, Zhou Shufen finally felt relieved.

She doesn't need her son to be rich and powerful; she only hopes he will be down-to-earth and not go astray again.

"Okay, now that you've figured it out, then do your best. Mom believes in you; as long as you put in the effort, you'll definitely succeed."

She smiled and patted his hand.

There was no doubt in her eyes, only unconditional support.

"That's what I think too. I'll definitely live up to your expectations this time. Just you wait and see."

Zhou Hairong smiled broadly.

From then on, Zhou Hairong really got moving.

He first inquired about the address of the nearby fruit wholesale market, then contacted several suppliers introduced by acquaintances, compared prices and quality, and finally selected a reputable stall.

He contacted the supplier and went to purchase the goods before dawn.

I spend my days tending my fruit stall and then studying in my spare time at night.

Every day at four o'clock in the morning, before dawn, he would set off on his old tricycle.

After closing up shop, he immediately opened his books and began to study the key points page by page.

He placed a small stool next to his stall, with a book and a notebook tucked between them.

As soon as a customer arrives, immediately put it away and focus on serving them.

When there were few people around, he would seize the time to memorize formulas and copy words.

Even if it's only for five minutes, he won't allow himself to daydream or play on his phone.

He knew that time was opportunity, and every second wasted took him one step further away from his goal.

Zhou Lijuan also heard about these changes in him.

When she heard that Zhou Hairong had started selling fruit, she sneered.

"Are you crazy? Suddenly you open a fruit stand and then go to your mother pretending to be filial. Do you really think you're such a good person?"

In her view, Zhou Hairong's actions were simply a disgrace to his family.

Not only did she make sarcastic remarks behind people's backs, she also went out of her way to ambush them.

She deliberately chose an afternoon, put on exquisite makeup, and went straight to where he had set up his stall.

Zhou Hairong was busy arranging fruit at the time.

Suddenly I heard the "clack-clack-clack" of high heels.

He looked up and saw Zhou Lijuan.

She was dressed fashionably and had exquisite makeup, making her stand out from the noisy street stall.

He frowned, but still managed a smile.

"Lijuan? What brings you here?"

"Hey, second brother, you're really doing this here? I don't believe it. Have you lost your mind?"

Zhou Lijuan looked disdainful.

"That's it? You really plan to spend your whole life squatting here selling rotten fruit?"

What brings you here?

Zhou Hairong's actions did not stop.

I came all this way just to see you.

Zhou Lijuan's tone was laced with sarcasm.

"Second brother is really something. He's really willing to go all out to get Mom's little bit of wealth! He even does such a small thing with such enthusiasm."

“Look how well this stall is set up.”

Her gaze swept over the neatly arranged goods and the price list posted on the wall, her tone becoming increasingly disdainful.

"Not only do you pretend to be obedient in front of your mother, but you've even actually started a business. In my opinion, you deserve the ultimate award for filial piety! You're such a convincing actress."

In Zhou Lijuan's eyes, everything Zhou Hairong did was nothing more than a meticulously planned performance.

The purpose was to get a larger share of the family property from Zhou Shufen.

She felt that Zhou Hairong was just a better actor than her and others.

Hearing this, Zhou Hairong felt a lump in his throat.

But he remained silent, his fingers continuing to sort through the goods.

He's no longer the person who just drifts through life.

He lived his life earnestly, taking it one day at a time, and accomplishing each task he undertook.

He did these things not for money, and certainly not to put on a show for others.

He genuinely wanted to prove that he, Zhou Hairong, was not a good-for-nothing.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhou Lijuan became even more enthusiastic.

"You work yourself to the bone, how much money can you earn? How much of Mom's savings can she give you? I don't care anymore, you can fight it out if you want."

Zhou Hairong thought she had finally come to her senses, and even felt a sense of relief.

But the next second, she raised her voice and said.

"Let me tell you, I'm getting married soon, and I'm marrying a big boss. You wouldn't even dare to dream of his wealth."

"Once this is done, Mom will definitely regret it to death. She favored you back then, and now you're just running a small shop, while I'm going to live a life of luxury! I'm the daughter she should be most proud of!"

Zhou Lijuan's eyes were full of smugness and contempt.

"What boss?"

Zhou Hairong finally put down his work and turned to look at her.

"They're in business."

Zhou Lijuan waved her hand impatiently.

"He has so much money he can't even count it all. You ordinary folks can't compare. I heard he owns several cars and a house in the city center! Once I marry him, my good days will begin."

Her eyes narrowed as she laughed.

A complex mix of emotions welled up in Zhou Hairong's heart.

Looking at his younger sister, who had been spoiled since childhood, he couldn't help but whisper words of advice.

"Do you really know that guy? Don't just throw yourself at him because he's rich. You can't judge a book by its cover. What if he's lying to you? It's his money, but you still have to rely on yourself."

He was well aware of the cruelty of reality and had experienced being deceived.

That's why I hope my sister can be more clear-headed.

"Second brother, how can you be so old-fashioned? Are you asking me to give up the good life that's about to be mine? Are you confused, or am I confused?"

"That's not what I meant. You're just betting your whole life on this, without even knowing anything about the other party? Instead of relying on others, why not do something productive yourself? Look at me, I'm doing just fine."

Zhou Hairong was still patiently trying to persuade her.

He knew that marriage was a lifelong commitment and should not be taken lightly.

He had never seen that man before.

I've never heard Zhou Lijuan mention the other person's family background or character.

Even the workplace was described vaguely.

How can anyone feel at ease with such a marriage?

"You're really funny. I don't see anything good about you. You're just wasting my time, and every word you say sounds like an insult!"

Zhou Lijuan's tone was full of impatience.

She stomped her feet in anger, cursed a few times, and then turned and left.

Zhou Hairong's lips moved, but in the end, he didn't say anything.