In the evening, as soon as Yun Mo entered the door, she saw the bras and panties swaying in the wind on the clothesline, and she felt terrible.

While Ling Chuan was not home yet, she put her clothes into the room as quickly as possible.

Smelling the mixed scent of sunlight and laundry detergent on the clothes, her cheeks were so hot that she could fry eggs on them.

"Did you collect the clothes?"

When she calmed down and walked out of the house, Ling Chuan just came back and asked her when he saw the half-empty clothesline.

Yun Mo pretended to be calm and said, "Well, I just picked it up when I came back."

Ling Chuan nodded, put his clothes back into the house, and showed her the employment letter.

Yun Mo lowered her head and looked at it seriously. A few strands of hair fell from her forehead to her ears, and fluttered on her fair cheeks in the breeze, making people want to help her tuck them behind her ears.

And Ling Chuan did so subconsciously.

But just as he raised his hand, Yun Mo also raised her face. Seeing him stretching out his hand, she thought he wanted to take back the employment letter, so she handed it to him.

The man withdrew his hand and said, "Leave this with you."

Yun Mo didn't think much about it and thought he wanted her to help keep it in the safe.

"Did they say anything, bro?"

"No, my brother and sister-in-law are very satisfied with the wages."

"That's good."

Yun Mo lowered her head and folded the employment letter.

"Momo."

"Um?"

Hearing his shout, Yun Mo subconsciously raised her almond-shaped eyes.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she noticed that the man looked a little uncomfortable, and her heart inexplicably moved.

"What's wrong?"

"Momo, I'm sorry. I misunderstood before. I thought...I thought you didn't want me to make money with Big Brother. Today I finally figured out the real intention of what you said a few days ago."

Yun Mo snorted, "It's good that you figured it out, or you won't think that I'm trying to sow discord between you brothers."

Ling Chuan hastily denied, "No, I never thought so. You are right, knowing people well and making the best use of their talents, brother is actually more suitable to be an employee than to do business."

After the conversation started, the distance between the two seemed to be shortened a lot, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.

What makes Lingchuan most happy is that his wife will take the initiative to tell him interesting things that happened at school.

"Those guys were really naughty. In order to prevent me from studying well, they secretly hid my notes and test papers."

"So how did you find it?"

"I didn't look for it. I had already taken the test. I just took Zeng Fang's and made a copy. I had memorized the notes in my mind. I just wrote another copy in front of them. It pissed them off."

"Momo, you are amazing."

Yun Mo felt a little embarrassed when she heard the man praising her seriously.

She had a good memory because she drank spiritual spring water every day. Moreover, she had already learned high school knowledge in her previous life, so learning it again was as easy for her as drinking water or eating.

"Lingchuan, although you are past school age, you can still read more books when you have time. Our bodies need food to provide nutrition, and books are our spiritual food.

Reading can not only enrich your thoughts, but also broaden your horizons. A person's life is like a river, which needs width, depth, and length. If you want to go far, your horizons must be deep and broad enough. "

In his 24 years of life, Ling Chuan had never heard such valuable advice. It was as if someone was beating a drum in his heart, hitting it hard again and again, or like the waves surging in his chest, surging and unstoppable.

At this moment, Ling Chuan was like a person who had lost his way in the darkness, and Yun Mo was like a lamp that lit up in the darkness, pointing him in the direction and illuminating the road under his feet.

On the weekend, Yunmo made an appointment with Zengfang to go shopping.

Yun Mo went to Xinhua Bookstore first.

A few days ago, after she told Ling Chuan that she should read more books when she had nothing to do, Ling Chuan asked her to buy him a few books to take home.

"No, I bought it for someone else."

"oh."

After buying the book, Yun Mo saw a lingerie store across the street and turned in.

After entering the lingerie store, Yun Mo went straight to the men's underwear area.

It was the first time for both of them to choose men's underwear, and they were very embarrassed.

Faced with various styles of men's underwear, Yun Mo asked Zeng Fang in a low voice, "Which one should I choose?"

"How would I know? He's not my husband."

Seeing Yun Mo couldn't make up her mind, Zeng Fang suggested, "Just buy the ones he usually wears."

Yun Mo had seen Lingchuan's underwear on the clothesline. They had four-legged edges like shorts.

After some consideration, Yun Mo bought two each of the four-legged and triangular ones.

After coming out of the lingerie store, they saw a men's clothing store not far away. Yun Mo liked the plaid shirt in the window very much, so she decisively pulled Zeng Fang in.

Because he failed to buy a train ticket, Deng Zhi returned to Jiang City one day later than expected. Fortunately, everything went well. This time, Deng Zhi and his son carried back nearly 400 electronic watches.

Looking at the two full sacks of goods, even the calmest Ling Chuan seemed very excited.

"Uncle Zhi, you've worked hard on this trip. You should rest at home. My brother and I will take a batch out to deliver the goods first."

Deng Zhi patted his shoulder and said, "Take Wenbin with you so he can learn some new things."

Deng Zhi has two sons and a daughter. Wenbin is his youngest son, who just turned 18 this year.

Deng Zhi said that he wanted Deng Wenbin to go along and gain some experience, but in fact he was worried and just wanted his youngest son to go along to supervise the work.

All transactions in this business are cash transactions. There are no receipts, and there is no fixed price for selling high or low.

After leaving Deng's house and taking a taxi to the transaction location, Ling Chuan remembered what his wife had said to him.

In business, it’s not about feelings, it’s about interests.

He actually understood the truth, but when he really faced it, he still felt complicated.

The taxi soon stopped at the intersection of the old street alley.

After getting off the bus, Lingchuan and his two companions, each carrying a snakeskin bag, hurried into the old street alley.

Soon they arrived in front of the Ling family's small courtyard, but the three of them did not go in, but continued walking forward.

After reaching the end of the alley, they turned right, then left, and walked for about five minutes before they stopped in front of an old house.

This is an old house that Lingchuan rented in advance, specifically for trading.

The old streets and alleys are interconnected, so if anything happens, it will be convenient for everyone to evacuate.

The buyers had already arrived and were squatting in the yard in groups of three or four chatting. As soon as Ling Chuan and his two companions entered, everyone immediately surrounded them.

"Did you bring the stuff?"

Ling Chuan didn't keep anyone in suspense and took out a few sample electronic watches from his pocket and handed them to everyone.

As soon as they saw the items, the buyers all showed excitement.

These electronic watches are not only trendy in style but also come in a variety of colors.

Currently, most electronic watches on the market are mainly black, gray and blue. However, the electronic watches brought by Lingchuan are in red, yellow, white, green and pink. It is almost foreseeable that these electronic watches will be snapped up as soon as they are taken out.

Good night~ 　　Momo is on the shelves. Thanks to the fairies who are still reading. Lao Qi will work hard to write and update more often.

In addition, thank you for the tip from the cute readers. I love you. 　　Then, I would like to ask you a question in a low voice. Can the fairies who have monthly tickets vote for Lao Qi? Love you.

(End of this chapter)