The reason why Zhou Yuan has been living in Zhou Hongxing's house is not only because it is convenient when Zhou Hongxing's parents are not at home, but more importantly, she doesn't want to see Lin Qingqing.
"Zhou Yuan, go to sleep first. I have something to tell my brother."
"Okay, don't make things difficult for Brother Hongbing. He doesn't want this to happen." Zhou Yuan said and went back to her room. She and Zhou Hongxing lived in the same room and slept in the same bed. They had a close relationship, like one person.
Seeing Zhou Yuan enter the room, Zhou Hongxing softened her tone towards Zhou Hongbing. "Brother, don't be so dejected. Just be patient. With that idiot Zhou Yuan helping us, you'll be able to get Lin Qingqing sooner or later."
"I'm afraid that after this first time, Lin Qingqing will be on guard, and it will be more difficult to take action in the future."
"Can a living person be suffocated to death by urine? There is always a way, it's just a matter of time. Aren't you determined to get Lin Qingqing? Why are you backing down now?"
"How could it be possible? Would I lose to a fool?" Zhou Hongbing raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, with a sinister look in his eyes.
Lin Qingqing, this little bitch, is pretending to be a chaste and heroic woman. He will not let her go.
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Lin Qingqing woke up the next day feeling very sore all over, and the injuries had become even more painful after festering overnight.
She put on her clothes and moved around on the ground for a few times before she slowly got used to the pain.
She hadn't had time to calculate her earnings yesterday, so she wanted to do it now. The cantaloupes were sold for one yuan per jin, and there were twelve jin in total. After deducting the extra pounds she gave to the customer, she could get ten yuan for ten jin.
There were four hundred pears, two hundred big ones and two hundred small ones. The big ones could be sold for ten yuan and the small ones for five yuan. Together with the five yuan deposit that Lao Li gave her, she earned a total of thirty yuan yesterday!
It cost her two dollars and twenty cents to cut the meat, and she still had twenty-seven dollars and twenty-eight cents left!
She poured the money out of the bag and counted it, not a penny missing.
Xue Guixiang came in and asked her to eat. She was stunned to see the money piled on the bed. She was not obsessed with money, but she could not believe that her daughter-in-law had so much money.
Lin Qingqing smiled and called her: "Mom, come here quickly!"
Xue Guixiang went over and asked, "Qingqing, where did all this money come from?"
"Mom, don't worry, I earned all this money." Lin Qingqing told her story of selling pears near the cotton processing plant.
Xue Guixiang's eyes widened. If this continued, based on conservative calculations, her daughter-in-law could earn 20 yuan a day, and 600 yuan a month. Wouldn't that be more than what state officials earned!
Her heart was beating so fast that she couldn't believe it was real.
Lin Qingqing saw that Xue Guixiang was breathing very fast, and was afraid that she would be stimulated: "Mom, you must hold on. This is just the beginning. I will make more money in the future!"
Lin Qingqing didn't know how far she could rise, but she believed that she could definitely make her family live a good life.
Only then did Xue Guixiang realize that her daughter-in-law was not bragging.
"Mom, I agreed with the people at the cotton processing factory yesterday to deliver pears to them today. I'm going to go out with Zhou Zhuo to pick the pears."
"Hey, I'll serve you some food right away." Xue Guixiang felt like she was dreaming, and her steps were unsteady as she walked.
Breakfast is still the same three things: corn porridge, pancakes, and pickles.
Today's pickles are drizzled with sesame oil, which makes them very fragrant and really whets people's appetite.
Lin Qingqing bit her chopsticks and tilted her head, thinking about something, without touching the food in front of her at all.
Xue Guixiang thought she couldn't eat, so she asked with concern: "Qingqing, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"
"I'm fine. Do you know anyone in the village who has a pear tree?"
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