Even though He Xiaojie hugged her and cried her heart out with heaving chest on the wedding day, after marriage she lived the good life she had always dreamed of.

Without the supervision of her parents, and without the nagging of her neighbors, she can sleep in and get up whenever she wants, and can wash her dirty clothes whenever she wants. How free she is.

Wen Jie's sister Wen Pei is actually in good health as long as she is not ill in the same month. She is good at housework and is gentle and considerate.

When He Xiaojie got up, breakfast was already on the table. Both of them had to go to work, so they chatted briefly and then went out.

After returning home, she was busy packing her dowry.

The space in the tube-shaped building was not big, and it was barely enough to fit the few pieces of furniture she brought.

He Xiaojie simply put all the remaining things into the house under her name.

She cleared out two of the rooms, put the bed in one and put the sewing machine and other large items in the other.

The location of this house was chosen deliberately, not far from her workplace. After it was arranged, she no longer went to the rest room at work during lunch break, but instead took a nap there.

It can also be regarded as a personal space left for her to spend time with the camera she loves so much.

When she returned home, He Ruixue noticed that she was in good condition and exuded happiness, and she was happy for her.

He Xiaojie looks fierce, but in fact she is a dreamy and romantic girl at heart.

She must be extremely satisfied to be able to fall in love freely instead of getting married blindly.

"Auntie, I made money today!"

He Xiaoai was already a grown-up girl, with a rosy face, holding up a few cents to show in front of her.

"How did you make so much money?"

"Aunt, the Little People's Bookstore on our street is closed, so I opened one myself. I have more books at home than he does."

In an era when entertainment options were scarce, children loved to read picture books in addition to playing with various homemade toys.

He Ruixue also likes to read, and most of the stories are the Four Great Classics and biographies of some celebrities.

Both the technique and the painting skills are sophisticated, full of classical rhyme and sentiment, much better than the comics of later generations.

As for bookstores, there is usually one on the street, similar to a library, and the house is very small.

Three sides were occupied by bookshelves, and outside the door stood a wide wooden board with numerous colorful picture book covers pasted on the board, which immediately attracted the passing children and made them unable to move their feet.

Borrowing books costs one cent per book, which is very cheap, but it is not something that children can easily take out.

There was no concept of pocket money these days. Their money either came from the one or two cents given by their parents during the Chinese New Year and other festivals, or from the one or two cents they could "stolen" from running errands or doing other things.

Of course, the parents knew all about this and pretended not to notice.

They are reluctant to spend a penny to read a comic book.

Why don't we just get three or four people to discuss and pool our money together, you pay today and I pay tomorrow.

After borrowing a book, they didn't care and just squatted on the side of the road with their little heads close together to read.

After finishing reading, we returned the book with satisfaction, and went home with our stomachs empty.

He Ruixue saw the forty cents in her hand, which meant she had to lend out forty books.

But her little bookshop had obviously just started "business", so I couldn't help but ask curiously, "How did you do it?"

He Xiaoai held her head high and said, "I've agreed with them: I'll be paid ten cents a month and can borrow one book every day, but I can't damage the books, or they'll stop me from coming."

Unexpectedly, He Xiaoai has a good business sense and implemented the monthly card system without any guidance.

Are there children who come to borrow books every day? Yes, but very few.

So from a business perspective, she is not losing money, not to mention that she is operating at no cost, as she just needs to put out all the books that people are tired of reading at home.

This dime also includes a deposit. When people deposit their money here, they will subconsciously cherish the book and wait to read it next time.

"You have to remember the time when everyone pays, don't get them mixed up."

"Don't worry, auntie. I'll just write my name down. They'll register at the back, and I'll be responsible for lending the books out at the designated time. If they go ahead or return the books later, there won't be any books to borrow. If they get the date wrong, they'll have to bear the consequences themselves."

He can also transfer risks to customers. He is truly a talent.

Although still young, she was only a little older when her peers were rolling hoops and playing with marbles.

He Ruixue admired her even more, pinching her cheeks and praising her vigorously, which made He Xiaoai blush. She said, "My aunt is the real hero. Without you, my bookstore would not be able to open."

Where did her books come from? They were collected by He Ruixue from various places.

There are new and old books. I keep the new sets and take out the old ones for my children to read.

Due to the nature of her work, He Ruixue often travels to various places on business. After discussing cooperation, she goes to the local area to purchase. Over time, she has a lot of comic strips with unique characteristics.

Some are purely hand-drawn, while others are frame-by-frame movie shots. Each page has a corresponding text description at the bottom, which is helpful for children to learn to read.

No matter which one, she always has to collect a complete set, otherwise she will feel uncomfortable looking at the empty space.

So the children in the family were like mice falling into the granary, and they always had new picture books to read.

They are also very stingy and would not lend it out for fear that it would get dirty.

Now Xiaoai rents out the many comic books inherited from her brothers and sisters, which can be regarded as making full use of them.

He Ruixue tapped her forehead with her finger and said, "Good job, you're really smart. Where is your bookstore? Let me go and have a look someday."

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