The next day, Song Xia got up very early as usual. Because the upper bunk was relatively narrow, she gave the lower bunk to Wei Zhu and Yue Ting, and then quietly got out of bed.
But the noise still woke Wei Zhu: "Mom, are we going out to set up a stall so early?"
"Okay, you can continue sleeping, you don't need to get up."
Even so, Wei Zhu couldn't bear to see Song Xia work alone, so she helped seal the porridge and soy milk in packaging and then carried them downstairs one by one.
Having one more person definitely made things much faster, which also fueled Song Xia's desire to open a shop. She didn't let Wei Zhu continue to follow, forcing him to go back and catch up on his sleep.
But Wei Zhu couldn't sleep. Seeing that Yue Ting hadn't woken up, she washed up and started looking at the books Pei Xin had brought yesterday. Although she hadn't decided which unit to apply for, the study materials were the same.
When Yue Ting woke up, the two of them began to eat the breakfast that Song Xia had left for them. Yue Ting sighed happily, "Auntie's cooking is really good!"
Song Xia didn't make anything else; she only made the usual meat patties, vegetable pancakes, soy milk, eggs, etc., which she made herself, so hygiene and health were not a concern.
"No wonder the account was deleted by the parents after only two months. This is probably a family secret. The aunt is quite lucky."
"It also depends on the mother's strong comprehension ability."
“That’s right, Wei Zhu, after we finish eating, let’s go to Auntie’s stall and see if there’s anything we can do to help.”
Wei Zhu hesitated, "My mom won't let me go over there. She just wants me to stay home and study hard."
Yue Ting asked curiously, "Wei Zhu, why are you so afraid of Auntie? She seems quite kind to me! She doesn't sound the same as she did on the phone."
Wei Zhu herself couldn't explain it. It was a habit she had developed since childhood. When she was little, her mother really disliked her and made her do all the chores. If it weren't for her father's insistence, she probably wouldn't have been able to graduate from university.
But to say that her mother didn't love her, her mother only scolded her verbally when she was little, and rarely hit her. Her father said that he wanted her to continue her studies. Although her mother objected, she didn't make a big fuss. Even after her father passed away, she still gave him money to pay for his tuition.
Little did she know that Song Xia had paid her tuition fees before because she had already studied for two years. If she had dropped out back then, wouldn't she have suffered an even greater loss? It would have been better for her to get her diploma, find a better job to support her family, and then ask for a higher dowry when she got married in the future.
However, the Song Xia who has traveled through time is truly different. Although she is trying to imitate her previous tone, some of her habits still slip out unintentionally.
"And now you're even letting me quit my job to focus on taking the civil service exam. Compared to my parents, you're practically an angel. Come on, just come with me for a walk. Your aunt won't say anything. Besides, you've been studying for who knows how long. You need to go out and rest your eyes."
Hearing this, Wei Zhu decided to be bolder; her mother seemed to be a little different.
The two worked together to clean the rented room, and when they went downstairs, they found themselves on a bustling street.
This area not only has urban villages, hospitals, and shopping malls, but also many apartment buildings, making it a city center. However, the buildings are all quite old, making it an old town. Nevertheless, it is still very lively because it is convenient to live in and you can find everything within a kilometer.
Song Xia's stall was located in an alley next to the hospital across from the urban village. Wei Zhu had passed by Song Xia in the morning while carrying things on a cart, so she spotted the stall immediately. To her surprise, customers were queuing up to buy things.
"So many people!" Yue Ting was also surprised. How much money would they make in a day?
Wei Zhu quickly went over to help. She couldn't do much else, so she helped pack soy milk, eggs, and porridge. Yue Ting, on the other hand, used the broom that Song Xia had placed aside to clean up the packaging boxes and empty cups of soy milk that some customers had carelessly thrown away.
"Auntie, is this your daughter?"
Song Xia smiled and said, "Yes, I told her not to come, but she insisted on coming."
"Such a filial and beautiful daughter, what a blessing!"
Wei Zhu blushed as she listened. She thought her mother would say something polite, but her mother nodded directly and said, "She really makes things easy for me."
These were all regular customers, and they mostly chatted while buying. Song Xia was packing cakes for the old man in front of her: "Uncle Zhao, weren't you discharged from the hospital?"
Grandpa Zhao stared wide-eyed: "You can't come and buy anymore now that you've been discharged from the hospital? I can't eat without your pancakes and soy milk every day."
Song Xia smiled and said, "The same old rules?"
"Give me an extra one today. Since we're already here, I'll go get one for Jiang Hong too. He hasn't come to buy any yet, has he?"
"No, he's been quite busy these days. Every day when I arrive, he's already at the hospital."
After taking care of Grandpa Zhao after his discharge from the hospital, Jiang Hong was asked by the families of other patients to take care of him. There are few male nurses nowadays, and even fewer who are as meticulous and patient as Jiang Hong, so there is basically no free time. As for migrant workers like Jiang Hong, they also want to settle down in this city as soon as possible, so they are reluctant to take a break.
"That brat." Grandpa Zhao muttered casually, but he still remembered Jiang Hong even after being discharged from the hospital, which shows that they were both good people.
After seeing Grandpa Zhao off, two young men who work nearby came over. When they saw Wei Zhu and Pei Xin, their eyes were a little unnatural, and they didn't talk as much as usual. They usually complained about work to Song Xia every day when they bought breakfast here, but today they seemed to be speechless.
It was the fruit vendor next to them who broke the awkward silence: "Sister Song, your daughter will be helping you with your stall from now on, right?"
Song Xia waved her hand and smiled: "I run a small stall business, how could I need a college student like her? She just came to help me today because she had nothing else to do. Her main task is still studying."
"You're still studying after graduating from university? Are you preparing for graduate school?"
“Hmm.” Song Xia didn’t mention the civil service exam directly, for fear that someone with ulterior motives would overhear and sabotage it. “Her previous job wasn’t good, so we told her to quit and prepare for the exam. If she doesn’t pass, we’ll take over a shop for her to run.”
The fruit vendor nodded: "Your products are delicious. You could open a shop with just a little bit of skill, but running a shop is harder than working a regular job."
"So it's up to her."
Wei Zhu was unaware that her mother had such a plan, and she felt both bittersweet and touched.
"But don't you have a son? What if your son or your future daughter-in-law has objections if you pass the craft on to your daughter?"
“I do everything for my son, what could he possibly be unhappy about? As for a daughter-in-law, that’s just a pipe dream!”
When her mother told her that it was done for Wei Deng, Wei Zhu didn't show any expression. Because she had heard this so often since she was a child, she gradually felt that it was a matter of course. Her mother was able to support her through college and give her three years to take the civil service exam. What more could she ask for?
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