Seeing the remittance slip for the first time, Yao Jianfen was so excited and surprised that she chatted with Zhou Xiang for a long time. Before Zhou Xiang left, Yao Jianfen insisted on giving him two steamed buns.
"Mom, I'll go to the post office first and withdraw the money and put it in the passbook." After accumulating four remittance slips, Lin Xiaoman asked to go to the post office.
"Go, go, be careful on the road." Yao Jianfen's face was full of smiles.
"Then I'll go."
Lin Xiaoman took the remittance slip, ID card and passbook to the post office, exchanged money, spent 5 yuan to buy stamps, and deposited the rest into his own passbook.
Currently, she has 124 yuan in savings.
Although it is not much now, she believes that small amounts of water will eventually make a river, and books will eventually create a golden house. Sooner or later, she will own a vast ocean and a mountain of gold!
Now that you have money, why worry about not having a good life?
Well, there's also a worrying thing: a relative who's holding you back. This kind of relative, someone with blood ties but a muddled mind, is definitely more terrifying than an enemy.
It really proves the saying that you are not afraid of god-like opponents, but you are afraid of pig-like teammates!
After returning to the store from the post office, Lin Xiaoman greeted Yao Jianfen, "Mom, I'm going upstairs to write a story."
"Hey, go ahead, go ahead. If you're tired, just take a nap. Your health is the most important thing." Yao Jianfen said with a concerned smile.
"Um."
Going upstairs, in the room, Zhixue was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly. After just a glance at her, Lin Xiaoman sat at the table, writing with a pen.
During the three months of summer vacation, let Zhixue make and sell buns, let her feel the hardships of life and the difficulty of making money. If after these three months, this love-brained girl still cannot face the reality and insists on giving birth to Yao Xiaonian... hehe.
If you have the ability to give birth, you must also have the ability to raise your own children!
In the office, the morning passed by in a flash. Lin Xiaoman heard the sound of fabric rubbing against each other, and then asked with obvious confusion, "Sister, what are you doing?"
"I'm writing a story." Lin Xiaoman said without turning his head.
"Write a story?" Zhixue sat up from the bed, full of surprise. Then she got out of bed and walked over, taking a curious look. "Sister, your handwriting has become much more beautiful!"
"Yeah, I practiced writing for a while before."
"Sister, are you writing this to submit to a newspaper?" After taking a closer look at the items on the desk, including envelopes, stamps, and stacks of newspapers, Zhixue roughly guessed it.
"Yes."
"But the newspaper has very high requirements for the writing skills, right? Sister, have you submitted an article before? Was it selected?" Zhixue's sister's grades have always been very poor. She was really surprised that Lin Xiaoman submitted a story.
There was a hint of disapproval in her eyes. Zhixue thought her sister was daydreaming. How could something written casually be accepted by newspapers and magazines? Writing stories required literary accomplishment.
"I've submitted several articles before, and some of them have already been paid for," Lin Xiaoman replied casually. Suddenly, a thought occurred to him: if Zhixue also joined the writing ranks and relied on the royalties to support herself and Yao Xiaonian, would she be achieving the opposite of what she wanted?
Well, okay, although the original owner was unwilling and resentful, she did not ask for revenge on her sister. How Zhixue would live her life depends entirely on herself.
"Did you get the royalties?!" Zhixue blurted out, her tone full of surprise and obvious disbelief.
"Yes, I got it." After admitting it generously, Lin Xiaoman, too lazy to talk nonsense with her, changed the subject, "Xiaoxue, are you awake? It's almost time for lunch. Go downstairs to help Mom. By the way, please help me get two meat buns and a bottle of milk. I won't go downstairs."
"Oh, okay, sis."
After going downstairs, Zhixue quickly came back with buns and milk, "Sister, this is yours. I'll go downstairs to help mom run the store."
"Um."
Zhixue came downstairs. After the mother and daughter had filled their stomachs with steamed buns, Yao Jianfen pulled her aside to chat. "Xiaoxue, you got into college, which means a lot of money. Your sister can now earn royalties from writing stories. I was thinking, if you can help out a little more with the store, you can ask your sister to write more stories and earn more money."
"Mom, this time..." Upon hearing this, Zhixue's eyes immediately turned red. She lowered her head with a face full of guilt, not daring to face Yao Jianfen, and sobbed softly, "Mom, this time in the college entrance examination, I... I'm going to disappoint you..."
"Look at you, why are you crying over such a small thing?" Yao Jianfen wiped her tears and comforted her, "It doesn't matter if you didn't do well on the test. Mom didn't ask you to get the top score, just enough to get into college. Being a college student is something others can only envy."
"Mom, I... I..." Zhixue opened her mouth several times with tears in her eyes, but in the end she didn't have the courage to say it.
She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to get into university!
"Child, you have always set high standards for yourself since you were young. Be good, it's okay, don't put so much pressure on yourself. If it really doesn't work out, we can just repeat the year." Yao Jianfen, who didn't take her words seriously, comforted her casually.
"Mom..." Zhixue, filled with guilt and bitterness in her heart, couldn't help but cry even harder.
"You're an adult, and you're still crying. Aren't you ashamed?" Yao Jianfen tried to comfort him again. "Wipe it off quickly. If someone sees you, you'll be laughed at."
"Um."
After chatting for a while, it was time for Yao Jianfen to take a nap. Due to her biological clock, Yao Jianfen started yawning continuously.
"Mom, you go to sleep, I'll watch over you." After lunch time, there was basically no one around, and Zhixue felt that she could handle it alone.
"Okay, have you remembered all the prices? If you forget, there's a notebook in the cash box that records everything." Yao Jianfen said with some concern.
"Mom, I know."
After taking care of Zhixue, Yao Jianfen went upstairs yawning. As she passed by the room, she said to the inside, "Xiaoqiu, are you still writing? Don't tire yourself out."
"Yeah, I know. Mom, you should take a nap." Lin Xiaoman responded.
After returning to her room, Yao Jianfen lay down for about an hour as usual. After taking a nap, she rode her tricycle to the vegetable market.
"Xiaoqiu..." Yao Jianfen called out out of habit after returning to the back door of the store after buying groceries. Then, realizing something was wrong, she quickly changed her words and said, "Xiaoxue, come and help me move the flour."
"Here I come, Mom."
After moving all the things into the inner room of the store, Yao Jianfen began to give instructions.
"Go wash these vegetables."
"Wash the meat and chop it into stuffing."
…
It was a busy afternoon. Even though Yao Jianfen had taken on most of the work and only assigned Zhixue a small amount of simple tasks, Zhixue was still exhausted and out of breath. She had never done any housework before, and this amount of work was not easy for her.
Seeing all this, although she felt a little sorry for her daughter, but in order to earn more money and with the great goal of "becoming a city dweller" in front of her, Yao Jianfen did not soften her heart. She just comforted her, "It's the first day, it's normal. You won't feel tired after you get used to it."
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