The third brother stiffened his neck and said, "Anyway, just don't worry about it when the time comes."
"Don't worry, we are not stupid." Wu Zhiqiu really wouldn't care. Xiaoyu is grown up, and they don't have to worry about whether he needs to eat or not. But the baby is different.
"By the way, Mom, Old Man Guan may be out of money, and he wants to sell some socks from my shop. Do you have any? Give him some." The third brother said that, but he was still thinking about the old man in his heart, afraid that he would torture himself to death.
"Yes, your father and I don't have much salary, so I'll give it to you. When you see him, give it to him." Wu Zhiqiu quickly took out two hundred yuan and gave it to the third brother.
The third child put the money in his pocket and asked his mother, "How is my uncle Ge's business? I've been busy these past two days and didn't have time to ask."
"They go out early and come back late, and I didn't ask. Let's go and take a look." Wu Zhiqiu hadn't seen Uncle Ge in the past few days. Uncle Ge always locked the door when she went to get off work and came home.
Just as the two men walked into the yard, Uncle Ge with messy hair also came to the backyard.
"Old man Ge, you can't risk your life to make money. How did this happen?" The third brother hugged Uncle Ge.
"Get lost, you bastard, you don't want to live. You are wearing a lot of clothes today, and you took off your hat. I didn't comb my hair." Uncle Ge was fixing his hairstyle.
"Uncle Ge, are you going to come to my house?" Wu Zhiqiu asked.
"Well, let's go inside and talk."
Three people entered the house, and Uncle Ge smiled like a chrysanthemum, "Zhiqiu, this stall is too profitable, why don't you join us?"
When Wu Zhiqiu saw Uncle Ge like this, he knew that he had made a lot of money. "I'm still working, how can I have time?"
"Old man Ge, you are getting old and confused. Our family has a shop, so why would my mother set up a stall? She can just enjoy her life."
Wu Zhiqiu... keeps telling her to enjoy herself, but where is her happiness?
"That's right, Lao San, you really make money with this stuff, dozens of dollars a day, and you've sold out all the stuff you gave me." Uncle Ge took out a wad of money from his pocket.
"Here's some money. This little bit of money is for your round trip fare. I've made so much money, I can't let you spend money on it."
The third brother quickly pushed it back, "I'm making some money to burn for you. If I don't bring it to you, I have to buy goods too. I'm not buying goods just for you. Don't be so extravagant. Your things are only selling well at this time. Normally, you can only make ten or eight yuan a day at most."
As the Chinese New Year is approaching, I buy everything I can find. Under normal circumstances, business would not be so good.
"You kid, with that kind of mouth, your father will beat you!" Uncle Ge was so angry that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The third brother threw a dollar back to him and said, "It's free for the first time, but if you let me bring it again, I'll charge you."
Wu Zhiqiu smiled but said nothing. Uncle Ge helped them a lot in the past, and that was not something that could be measured by money. Why would he charge for just bringing some goods?
Seeing that the third brother really didn't want it, Uncle Ge put the money in his pocket and said, "Zhi Qiu, I've been setting up a stall these days and found a lot of good business. I'm thinking about it and want to discuss it with you. If it's possible, if the people in the courtyard want to do it, we can do it together and make some money."
Wu Zhiqiu sighed in his heart that Uncle Ge was really kind-hearted. He made money but still thought about these old neighbors.
"Then let's call them over and discuss it together."
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