During lunch, Yu Qiuying gave Zhou Jiahong 120 yuan. "Your brother received his salary from last month, and I took 100 yuan from him. I'll also take 100 yuan from your 220 yuan. Here's 120 yuan for you. Take your household registration book with you when you go out later and open a savings account. Keep the money you need and deposit the rest."
"Okay, okay, the first thing I'll do when I leave is open a savings account!" Zhou Jiahong was pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect his mother to let him save money himself, and he happily accepted the 120 yuan.
This is money he earned through hard work!
Hehehehe... He's rich now!
He earned the money himself!
After lunch and a short rest, Zhou Jiahong and Zhou Cailian went out.
First, I went to a barbershop to get a haircut, then I opened a savings account and deposited seventy yuan, and finally I went to buy clothes.
The two spent the whole afternoon strolling around, and it was past five o'clock when they returned.
Zhou Jiahong ate three large bowls of dumplings in one go for dinner.
"Mom's dumplings are so delicious, I haven't eaten this full in ages. You wouldn't believe it, those two heartless bastards are inhuman. They give me leftovers and won't even let me eat meat, while they eat fresh, good food every day. I'm always the last one to eat, and they still complain that I eat too much, so they give me a fixed amount and won't let me eat more. They keep me up until 11 or 12 at night before letting me go home, and they won't let me sleep in in the morning. For the past month or so, I've been living worse than a dog." Zhou Jiahong wanted to wipe away some bitter tears as he talked about this.
He's so unlucky! He thought he could finally have a good life after starting out by working, but he ended up in a shady shop. He works himself to the bone every day to earn so little money, and then that bastard boss's wife deducts his wages. She's just inhuman!
Looking back now, he admires himself for being able to endure it for so long.
"I thought you'd gain some weight working at the restaurant, but who would have thought you'd be starving? Those two are really heartless. How can people like that run a restaurant? Sigh..."
"You're stupid too. You've been bullied like this, and you didn't even bother to call us back to tell us," Zhou Cailian said.
Before sending him to work at that restaurant, his mother copied down the phone number of the convenience store in the restaurant for him, telling him to call them if anything happened. But even though he was being bullied like this, he never called back even once.
"I thought about calling you, but I don't know where I put the piece of paper with the phone number on it. I looked for it but couldn't find it," Zhou Jiahong said, feeling aggrieved.
Do you think he's stupid?
He had wanted to call his mother and older sister for a long time, but he didn't know where the piece of paper with their phone numbers written on it had gone, and he hadn't memorized the numbers. What could he do?
He had considered leaving, but he was unwilling to do so. If he really left, the boss wouldn't give him a single penny, and he would have worked for nothing.
Zhou Cailian didn't know what to say to him. "You're such a grown man, yet you're still so clumsy. I think you should keep your savings book with Mom, lest you lose it someday."
She also keeps her own savings account with her mother, because she feels more at ease leaving it with her mother.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jiahong immediately went inside and retrieved the passbook. "Mom, please keep this passbook for me."
Yu Qiuying didn't say anything. She took his bankbook and stuffed it into her pocket, actually storing it in her spatial storage. Nothing was as safe as her spatial storage.
The next day, Zhou Jiahong went to the store with him.
Seeing his mother's breakfast shop doing so well, Zhou Jiahong felt a strange sense of pride.
He asked Zhou Cailian in a low voice, "Big sister, is Mom's shop doing well?"
"It's alright, Mom and I are just right, not too tired. I'll stop here for now and get to work." Zhou Cailian closed the shop door. It was still dark, and they usually didn't open the shop for business until after six o'clock.
Yu Qiuying had already gone into the kitchen to soak the rice noodles and flat rice noodles.
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