"I'll take it to your Grandpa Luo."
Chu Yu called him Uncle Luo, but Shu Hui said it messed up the generations. Uncle Luo was already sixty years old, and Chu Yu should call him Grandpa. But Chu Yu was used to calling him that and couldn't change it.
The day before yesterday, Uncle Luo said he wanted to move a few tables from the house. Chu Yu asked Shu Hui to open the door, and only then did Shu Hui learn about Uncle Luo's situation. She said the old couple were pitiful, having no relatives or friends in Deyang, and their only son had become a vegetable.
The elderly couple tried to save money wherever they could, eating cornbread and pickled vegetables all day long, and became so thin they were practically skin and bones.
Shu Hui is kind-hearted. Whenever she makes steamed buns or mantou, she will send some over. It's nothing valuable, just to take care of the elderly couple's lives, talk to them, encourage them, and make their days less difficult.
Chu Yu's family and her second uncle's family ate together. They usually split the cost of rice, flour, and vegetables between the two families. When Shu Hui gave things to others, Chu Yu was afraid that Deng Fangping would object.
Fortunately, Deng Fangping didn't have any objections to Shu Hui's behavior and even told her to take more over.
Deng Fangping was easygoing; rice and flour were only worth a few coins, why ruin the harmony over such a small matter?
Without Chu Yu, she couldn't have earned so much money. Since opening the business, besides the money she gave to Shu Aiguo to open the furniture store, she has also saved several hundred.
Buying a three-story house costs five or six thousand, but buying an ordinary house doesn't cost that much. Deng Fangping thought she would have the money to buy a house by the end of the year and wanted to ask Chu Yu to help her choose a good house, but Chu Yu told her to wait.
“My second uncle and I’s furniture store will open before the new year. The furniture is expensive, often costing one or two hundred yuan, so the return on investment should be quite fast. If all goes well, the furniture store will start distributing dividends by the end of the year. Combined with the income from the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) shop, you can definitely buy a storefront.”
Deng Fangping was so happy by what she said that she felt more hopeful. There wasn't much time left until the end of the year. If she could really buy a shop, the rent alone would be several tens of yuan a month. With the income from the furniture store and the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) shop, she wouldn't be far from becoming a ten-thousand-yuan household!
Chu Xiang grabbed a steamed bun and ran upstairs. Deng Fangping muttered to herself:
“This child has been hiding upstairs lately and won’t come down. When asked, he says he’s writing a novel.”
Chu Xiang was too old for Deng Fangping to manage, but Chu Chu was young, so Deng Fangping would call her downstairs to feed her from time to time.
When Chu Yu first arrived, Chu Chu was physically slow to develop, short, and skinny, like a little boy.
With Deng Fangping feeding her, she visibly grew taller and her hair grew longer. Chu Yu bought her a few hair clips, and she tied her hair up in a very neat way.
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