Zhou Bingxuan heard what his mother said and saw her mocking expression. He was sure that this was something his mother would say. His mother looked down on small vendors from the bottom of her heart. In her opinion, those people were people living at the bottom of society, and they had no choice but to set up stalls to make money.
He looked at his mother carefully. After these days of treatment and recuperation, his mother's complexion had obviously improved a lot, almost like a normal person.
If his mother had said something like this before, he might not have refuted it. He thought it was normal for his mother to have such thoughts, having grown up in such a family. But after following Yu Zihan, experiencing that incident, and the shock of setting up a stall today, he didn't think so.
"What's wrong with selling clothes? Do you know how much we made today?" Zhou Bingxuan knew his mother was in a bad mood again. His grandparents were well-off, and his mother had received a good education since childhood. Later, after marrying into the Zhou family, he was cared for by his father and had never suffered any hardship. Until his father passed away, their family's life hit rock bottom.
Even when their family was struggling to make ends meet, their mother didn't show up to take care of the family, their younger sister, and their even younger son. She simply wallowed in her own sorrow, unwilling to face the consequences. As a result, my sister had to shoulder the responsibility of supporting and caring for the family at a very young age. Otherwise, with her intelligence, she wouldn't have dropped out of school.
After going through so much, the mother still didn't realize that she was a mother. She just accepted her sister's meticulous care and enjoyed everything that the siblings brought to the family. And the two of them had never complained about their mother since they were young, and they did their best to do things for their family.
The time Yu Zihan helped him, his family was on the brink of despair. Without Yu Zihan's two thousand yuan, his sister would have become a wife to an older man and a stepmother to his three children. He might have also dropped out of school.
Zhou Bingxuan had accepted Yu Zihan's help back then because he wanted to change his sister's fate and improve their family's living conditions. It was only when he followed Yu Zihan to Pengcheng that he truly realized how hard it is to earn money and how hard it is to eat. While he might make a lot of money in a day, it was earned through unimaginable hardships and unwavering perseverance. The saying that success doesn't come easily is true. And they were still a long way from success.
When her son asked her, Mother Zhou curled her lips and said, "How much can it sell for? A few dozen yuan at most." Her tone was full of disdain.
"We opened our stall at nine o'clock today, and by four o'clock we had sold out all the goods we brought. Our total revenue in Jintan was 2,345 yuan."
"What?" My sister and mother widened their eyes at the same time.
"You are making it up. How is this possible?" Mother Zhou said with a smile. She didn't believe it at all.
"Is it really that amazing?" My sister asked inquiringly.
"Who wants to joke with you about this? Besides, there's no need to." Zhou Bingxuan said calmly, and then he went behind the curtain to change clothes. Today was really exciting but also tiring.
After changing his clothes, he came out to eat. His sister had already placed the food on the small table.
Looking at the shabby meal, Zhou Bingxuan made up his mind to work hard. He also believed that he would be able to make a name for himself by following Yu Zihan.
Zhou Bingxuan was extremely hungry and he ate rice in big mouthfuls.
She felt a pair of eyes staring at her, and he looked up to see his mother looking at him.
"Mom, why are you looking at me if you're not eating?" Zhou Bingxuan asked.
"Your classmate made so much money in a day, but didn't he give you any?" Mother Zhou seemed very shrewd at this time.
"I didn't contribute any money and I didn't invest, so why should I get a share?" Zhou Bingxuan answered as a matter of course.
"Then your classmate is not kind. She is a female classmate. You followed her out, and you must have done the heavy work along the way. She just paid the money, but you worked harder than her. Shouldn't she give you a share?" Mother Zhou imagined the scene of her son carrying a large bag there. She didn't know whether she felt distressed or what, but her expression was very bad.
"There were three of us who went there in total. The people who carried the heavy bags were all old friends. My classmates were responsible for selecting the goods and bargaining. I didn't feel tired at all, but I learned a lot." Zhou Bingxuan was speaking from the heart.
"Then you're working for nothing?" Mother Zhou was very persistent about the distribution of profits.
"How can we work for free? My classmate is not that kind of person. She is better than anyone else. We get paid every day." As soon as Zhou Bingxuan said this, he felt that what he said was wrong.
Sure enough, Mother Zhou stretched out her hand and said, "Where's the money? Since you've received your salary, just give it to me to manage."
"Mom, I've already taken the advance. The money you used to pay for your medical bills and our household expenses was all from my advance." Zhou Bingxuan breathed a sigh of relief after saying this. He was thankful he hadn't told his mother he was getting a hundred yuan a day. Otherwise, she would have confiscated the money sooner or later, and then, according to her old spending habits, would have bought things that were useless to their current lives. They couldn't even afford to eat and wear clothes right now, so they should save on those frivolous things.
After he finished speaking, he looked at his sister, who smiled at him, as if she understood.
When my mother heard this, she shut up completely and picked up her bowl to eat with regret.
After dinner, Zhou Yin was cleaning up the dishes, and Zhou Bingxuan went over to help.
"Sister, what do you think? Let's not talk about making money for now. I think you are very suitable for this job. You don't know that Zi Han is a very courageous person. If you follow her, you will definitely make a name for yourself." Zhou Bingxuan saw his mother go out, and he discussed with his sister again.
"I have no problem, but my mother doesn't agree. How can I convince her?" Zhou Yinran, who followed his mother's instructions, attached great importance to his mother's opinion.
"As long as you like it, I'll take care of the rest." Zhou Bingxuan was confident that he had a way to convince his mother.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Although Zhou Yiran didn't say anything, there was an obvious smile on her face.
The brother and sister cleaned up the small kitchen.
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