Cheng Qiuqiu asked in surprise, "Double the stock tomorrow? What does that mean? Does it mean we can earn forty or fifty yuan tomorrow? Can we really earn that much in one day?"
Cheng Xiaokui said, "Forty or fifty yuan is income, not profit. We still have to deduct the cost. I calculated it, and the cost is about 15 yuan."
Cheng Qiu Kui said, "Even after deducting costs, you can still make 30 yuan, right?! That's a lot, a lot!"
If we calculate it that way, how much can we earn in a month?!
She was actually quite good at math, but at this moment, she suddenly felt like she couldn't do math!
Cheng Xiao Kui said, "About 1000 yuan!"
Upon hearing this number, everyone in the room was shocked.
Everyone knows that they made a lot of money today and will make even more tomorrow, but no one has ever calculated how much they can actually earn in a month.
1000 yuan is definitely a huge sum of money these days!
Cheng Qiuqiu's jaw nearly dropped in astonishment. She exclaimed, "No way! So many? That means we'll be millionaires in a year?!"
Cheng Xiaokui said, "Yes! Our small goal is to become a household with ten thousand yuan within a year, and also to cure my younger brother's illness."
Let's say I made 15 yuan after deducting today's costs. We'll split it between our two families, 7 yuan and 50 cents each!
She divided the money directly, giving half to her mother-in-law and half to her mother.
She knew that even between brothers, accounts had to be kept clear, since the two families needed money and had different expenses.
It's better to earn your own money and spend your own money.
Lin Qiuru herself needs to see a doctor, and her younger brother also needs to go to the hospital for surgery.
Now her ultimate goal is to earn money quickly, save enough for medical expenses, and take her mother-in-law and younger brother to the hospital for surgery.
She calculated that in a few days, the family would save up one or two hundred yuan to go to the hospital for treatment, get a diagnosis first, and then continue to earn money to prepare for surgery.
After the family finished eating, Lin Qiuru took the two children to wash the dishes. She asked Cheng Xiaokui to talk to her mother more. They had finally returned to the capital, but they had been too busy these past two days and the mother and daughter hadn't had a chance to talk.
Cheng Qiu Kui was curious about what her brother-in-law looked like.
Cheng Xiao Kui went back to her mother-in-law's room, found Si Mu Yang's photo, and took it to her own mother's room to show it to Cheng Qiu Kui.
Cheng Qiuqiu and Song Wenhui looked at several photos of Si Muyang.
Song Wenhui liked it more and more as she looked at it. She said, "These are your man's photos. He's really handsome. Especially these pictures of him in his military uniform, they're really good!"
Cheng Qiu Kui said, "Brother-in-law is so handsome! Really good-looking! Sister, why did you choose him? Is it because he's so handsome?"
"Wait a minute, why did my brother-in-law take a liking to you?! I heard from Old Sun's daughter that you were the worst among the educated youth in that village!"
In this era, a girl's competence is the primary criterion; looks are secondary.
Therefore, Cheng Xiao Kui is definitely at the bottom of the overall ranking!
Cheng Xiaokui's lips twitched slightly. She said, "How am I not good enough for him? Am I the worst in the village?!"
"I'm just not very good at farm work, but what else am I bad at? Especially when it comes to making money, I'm absolutely a pro!"
Song Wenhui said, "Yes, yes! My daughter is absolutely good at making money! If we save some more, it will be enough for your brother's medical treatment!"
My son has been quieter lately. Today, we had winter melon and meatball soup, which was so delicious that he only ate one bowl.
Cheng Dongkui, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up, "Mom, we finally managed to earn some money, don't waste it on me. My illness is incurable! I can't even see anything anymore..."
Song Wenhui hurriedly said, "Why are you talking nonsense?! What do you mean it can't be cured? How do you know it can't be cured if you haven't even been to the hospital?"
Your sister said your illness is curable! All you need is surgery at the hospital!
Cheng Xiaokui said, "Yes, an operation will do. You have a tumor in your brain that is pressing on your nerves. Let's go to the general hospital to get an X-ray and see a specialist. They can definitely cure it."
She comforted her younger brother, saying that no matter whether he could be cured or not, they had to go to the hospital and get an X-ray first.
Suddenly, something occurred to her.
She asked, "Okra, where are our family photos? Let's take a look."
Cheng Qiu Kui took the photo album out of the box.
Photo albums from that era were made of black cardboard, and you could attach silver or gold corner protectors to them. The four corners of the photos were fixed in place by inserting them into the corner protectors.
In this day and age, if you want to take a photo, you need to buy a camera and film, and after taking the photo, you need to take it to a photo studio to develop it.
So you have to pay twice for one photo. When developing photos, the price is based on the size of the photo. The larger the photo, the more you pay.
Therefore, even for group photos, most people are reluctant to print large prints.
The photos are so small, only the size of the palm of your hand, that you have to look very carefully to see the people in them.
Cheng Xiao Kui's circumstances were difficult, especially after her father passed away. There were no new photos in her family after that.
As Cheng Xiaokui flipped through old photos, she suddenly noticed a problem.
The photo shows Mom, Dad, Cheng Qiuqiu, and her younger brother. But she's not in it...
She only has one photo album at home, and she has seen all the photos in it.
She couldn't find any photos of herself from childhood to adulthood...
A shadow suddenly fell over her heart. Before her father passed away, her family was relatively well-off. They weren't particularly rich or poor; they were just ordinary people.
It's possible to take photos occasionally, but the key is that there are photos of my younger brother and sister. Why aren't there any of hers?
Song Wenhui said, "Xiao Kui, it's getting late! We have to get up early tomorrow to go to the cooperative to buy supplies. You should go back to sleep too."
Cheng Xiao Kui nodded and said, "Mom, you and your sister and brother should go to bed early too. I'm leaving now."
She put Si Muyang's photo in her pocket and went back to her mother-in-law's courtyard.
Lin Qiuru sat on the bed, smiling as she watched the two children roll around. Their little faces were covered in a fragrant baby cream, the scent of which could be smelled as soon as you entered the room.
Cheng Xiaokui told the two children to go to bed early, and she prepared a bottle of hot water for her mother-in-law to drink that evening.
She arranged everything before returning to her room to wash up and go to sleep.
Just before she fell asleep, she was still thinking about why there were only photos of her younger brother and sister, but not her.
For some reason, she had an indescribable feeling in her heart...
She had a vague feeling that there was something going on at home that she didn't know about...
But the mother should be the biological mother, and the younger brother and sister should also be the biological mother.
At least she looks a lot like Cheng Qiu Kui, which should prove that she is this family's biological child...
The next morning, Cheng Xiao Kui was woken up by her younger sister's knocking on the door.
"Sister, get up quickly! Let's go to the cooperative!"
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