Chapter 112 Missed

Today's workers only make a few dozen yuan a month, and a couple can earn more than a hundred yuan by adding one yuan a month, which sounds like a lot.

But at the end of the year, taking into account various expenses and social interactions, if you can save 1,800 yuan, you can be considered to be living a good life.

According to my younger sister, renting a shop and buying machines would cost at least 10,000 or 20,000 yuan.

Although I have saved a lot in the past few years of work, who dares to spend it like this?

Although the family store made a lot of money every month, Sister Hang didn't have the courage to do business.

However, she thought her sister's second idea was also good. There was not much work in the factory now, so Wang Xiangchun could go out and find work.

The job offered a lot more room for maneuver. The more Hang Jingmei thought about it, the better it seemed, and her eyebrows and eyes relaxed.

Wang Silan didn't understand the terms used by the lady, but she caught something familiar in them. "Lady, what is a business card?"

Hang Renshan knew this, and he quickly replied, "It's just a small piece of paper with a phone number, address, and name written on it!"

Wang Silan thought it was quite novel: "This thing seems to be quite good. If you pass it on to others, they will know what you do."

Then Wang Silan changed the subject and looked at Hang Renshan suspiciously: "But how did you know that?"

"Haha," Hang Renshan laughed dryly and told the truth hesitantly: "The girl who committed the crime before gave me a pass, but it was taken away as evidence."

Hang Jingshu: …

God sinned that girl.

Isn’t it Su Xiangwan?

Hearing Hang Renshan mention Su Xiangwan again, Wang Silan gritted her teeth and pinched his lower back, "You are quite clever. You almost brought disaster to the young lady."

Wang Silan still remembers how frightened she was when she ran to the office. If Officer Zhou had not been there that day, it would have been difficult to explain the matter.

Hang Renshan was afraid of itching on his lower back, so Wang Silan didn't use much force, but it still felt numb and itchy. Hang Renshan didn't want to embarrass himself in front of the two ladies, so he had to endure it.

"Wrong, wrong, next time I promise to stay away from girls who look like humans!"

Seeing this, the two sisters smiled secretly.

When parents have a good relationship, their children will be happy too.

After seeing off Sister Hang in the afternoon, Hang Jingshu started to act coquettishly around Wang Silan again. In the end, Wang Silan was no longer angry at all.

"You are such a thoughtful kid. You want to carry everything on your shoulders. You are still just a kid."

How could Wang Silan not know what her daughter was thinking? Going home to study was more convenient just one of the reasons.

There is another reason. I am afraid that the child remembers the kindness of the two elders of the Yan family and wants to cook for the two elders more often at the Yan family before going to college.

Wang Silan is happy that her child has grown up and has his own plans for everything.

But the child is too sensible, which makes people feel more distressed.

Hang Jingshu is very open-minded: "It is indeed more comfortable to study at home. I don't have to rush to prepare meals every morning, and I don't have to run after school. I feel more at ease."

Hang Jingshu also felt comfortable not having to rush to attend morning self-study classes every day.

If it weren't for Yan Jia, I wouldn't have been able to repeat my studies in the No. 1 Middle School so smoothly.

Grades are one thing, but if it weren’t for Grandma Yan’s help, transferring my status to school wouldn’t have been so smooth.

Hang Jingshu knew very well that academic performance could only be improved partially.

Her original plan was to save money for a year before going to the County No. 2 Middle School to repeat her studies. The fact that she can now work and study part-time is truly the result of Grandma Yan's extra care.

Seeing that the lady still said this, Wang Silan said nothing more, but just sighed: "From the time you failed the exam to now, you have been thinking about how to live a good life every day.

Now that the conditions at home are good, I don’t have to work so hard in the future. I can go to university and live the life that young people should live.”

Wang Silan didn't want such a young girl to live an old-fashioned life.

Young people should be like Zhou Xiaoli, always full of youthful vigor.

The lady was not very interested in pretty clothes or nice jewelry, but her eyes lit up when she was talking about making money. Wang Silan was really worried that she had gone astray.

Hearing Wang Silan's tone, Hang Jingshu knew that she was no longer angry, and quickly agreed with a smile: "Okay, when I go to college, I will be at ease to ask for living expenses from the housekeeper!"

When they returned to Yan's house, it was already dusk. Hang Jingshu went into the house, changed his shoes, and prepared to cook with an apron on.

Dinner was the dish that Grandpa Yan ordered in the morning. He said he wanted to eat buns stuffed with eggplant and chili peppers, so Hang Jingshu planned to prepare a bowl of noodles first.

The Yan family was usually very quiet in the afternoon, but there were footsteps coming down the stairs. Hang Jingshu stuck his head out and found it was an old acquaintance.

"Xiaohang, what delicious food are you going to make today?"

Gu Zhengguo smiled with his big white teeth when he saw Hang Jingshu. In his eyes, Xiao Hang was a super chef, the kind with a gold-rimmed crown.

Hang Jingshu's hands were full of noodles. She relaxed when she saw that it was Gu Zhengguo. "Grandpa Yan said he wanted to eat steamed buns, so I bought eggplant and hot peppers, and added some minced meat to make steamed buns."

Gu Zhengguo is a real foodie. He can taste the delicious flavor of any exotic specialties or home-cooked dishes.

Of course he was very confident in Xiaohang's craftsmanship.

Now that the two of them were familiar with each other, Gu Zhengguo leaned against the kitchen door frame and chatted with Hang Jingshu who was kneading dough.

"Xiaohang, you haven't been to school recently."

Hang Jingshu found the old dough. Not many people use yeast powder nowadays. People who like to eat pasta will save a piece of old dough and use it every time they make dough.

Hang Jingshu was busy kneading dough and didn't raise his head to answer: "Yeah, I'm reviewing by myself anyway, just finish the test paper on time."

Gu Zhengguo found it quite interesting.

At that time, Anzi was also reviewing at home. Could it be that all those who are good at studying have quirks?

It's like you can't do it anywhere else, so studying at home is more exciting?

Anyway, Gu Zhengguo doesn’t understand.

His parents were both translators and could speak more than one language, but Gu Zhengguo just liked to wield swords and guns, and he was often beaten in his early years because of his studies.

So he admires those who are good at studying.

Everyone has a brain, so how come others have developed it so comprehensively?

The time spent studying at Yan's house passed quickly, and after a few heavy rains, it was already June, the time for wheat harvest.

And now the first class of senior year has officially entered the sprint period.

On Monday, Hang Jingshu took the test paper and ID card to see Teacher Cai, and happened to run into Director Qi in the office.

"Hello, Director Qi."

Hang Jingshu took the initiative to say hello.

"Xiaohang, how do you feel about your study progress recently?"

Director Qi has always been kind to good seedlings. He had dealt with a few hooligans before, but now No. 1 Middle School is much more peaceful.

"Very good. I am reviewing according to the schedule given by Teacher Cai."

Hang Jingshu has adapted to the pace of reviewing at home and his spirits have improved.

Thinking of the college entrance examination in a month, Director Qi's face became serious again, and he solemnly instructed Hang Jingshu: "Xiao Hang, no matter how many points you get this time, you must discuss with your teacher when you apply for admission. You can't just choose one school like last year."

If I accept the transfer or choose a school with a lower score, I won't have to repeat my studies.

Director Qi thought that the child was still too stubborn, but he found that Hang Jingshu's face turned pale in an instant.