◎Third update◎
Zhou Long is a stable child, especially after experiencing family changes. He became more stable. His mother Liu Nianhua took him to become an apprentice of Carpenter Sun and he successfully passed the test of the old master.
At a young age, he followed Master Sun and worked hard, mostly helping out with odd jobs. Master Sun asked him to watch and think more, and then slowly do some simple jobs.
During these days, he sawed countless pieces of wood, from the end of summer to the beginning of autumn.
The weather was getting colder, so Liang Baozhen changed into a long-sleeved shirt and a beige windbreaker to go to the store to find her elder sister.
Recently, the goods in Xu Shengjie's store are becoming more and more fashionable. Liang Baozhen picked out several pieces. Even Cheng Caili no longer likes to go shopping in department stores for clothes, and only likes to go to Xu Shengjie's store.
Liang Baoying was keeping accounts in the store and preparing to close the shop. Meng Meng, who came to look for her mother after school, saw her aunt first.
"Aunt!"
Liang Baozhen heard her niece's cry from a distance, and then saw Mengmeng running towards her. The sound naturally startled Liang Baoying who was conscientiously keeping account.
"Baozhen, are you here after school?"
Today is Saturday and we will have a day off tomorrow, so Liang Baozhen came over to take a look in advance.
"Ready to go?"
"Okay, I just finished recording today's accounts." As the variety of goods purchased increases, Liang Baoying can now recognize more words, and Mengmeng also supervises her mother in writing.
Liang Baozhen leaned over to take a look and praised her, "Sister, your handwriting is getting more and more beautiful."
It was crooked before, but now it has straightened a lot.
Mengmeng also praised her mother, "Mom practices calligraphy with me at night."
Liang Baoying blushed, "I just practiced casually, mainly because my previous account-keeping handwriting was too ugly, I couldn't even bear to read it myself."
"Practicing calligraphy is a good thing. I just saw that the effect is very obvious." Liang Baozhen compared the sales of the goods in the past month with her and prepared to go to the food factory to purchase goods tomorrow. "I will find you a few introductory calligraphy copies one day. You can follow them first. Practicing calligraphy is not a matter of one or two days. You will feel different as you practice."
"good!"
The two discussed in the store for more than twenty minutes before they were ready to close the store and go home. Liang Baoying originally wanted to invite her girlfriends to her house for dinner, but Liang Baozhen still wanted to go home to see her daughter, so she rode her 28-bar bicycle and left first.
Liang Baozhen took Mengmeng home on the bus. When they arrived near the soda factory and saw that there was still a stall selling pickles at this time, the greedy little cat Mengmeng immediately became unable to walk.
"Comrade, give me half a pound of brined pork head and half a pound of cold mixed ear slices." Liang Baoying had made a lot of money now, so she naturally wouldn't let her daughter down. She let her eat whatever she wanted and buy whatever she wanted.
There was a stall selling boiled small intestines next to them, and Liang Baoying ordered half a pound of it. She watched the stall owner put the cut boiled small intestines into a paper bag, drizzled them with garlic juice, sesame oil, and sprinkled them with chopped green onions.
Today she and Baozhen were delayed in settling accounts and purchasing goods. It was a bit late to go home and cook at this time, so she simply bought everything outside and brought it back.
Mengmeng was so happy to see her mother had so many things in her hands. She loved eating things bought outside because they were rare!
When he got home, Song Jianguo had already steamed a few steamed buns left over from lunch. He saw his wife and daughter-in-law coming back and hurried to get some food.
"Why are you so late today?"
Liang Baoying relaxed when she got home and answered casually, "I talked to Baozhen for a while."
"Buying so many things?" Song Jianguo saw several paper bags filled with fragrant food and thought his wife was really living a luxurious life. "I'm going to stir-fry some vegetables."
"It's okay to stir-fry one. All I bought were meat." Liang Baoying rolled up her sleeves and went to the kitchen to stir-fry some vegetables. Then the family started eating.
Song Jianguo was eating the food outside, which tasted really good, but he had something on his mind, which Liang Baoying could see at a glance.
She didn't speak until Mengmeng had eaten her fill and went out to play.
"What's the matter? Tell me what you have to say."
Song Jianguo looked at his wife who didn't feel bad about buying things and thought she had really changed a lot. "How much did these things cost?"
"One dollar and eight cents."
Hiss, Song Jianguo felt heartbroken, it’s too expensive!
"We earn money to spend. Haven't you seen how happy Meng Meng is?" Liang Baoying now has an income of three to four hundred yuan a month. She doesn't feel the slightest bit when she occasionally spends a little more than one yuan on a meal.
She would definitely not have bought it in the past, because she used to calculate every penny carefully before spending it.
Song Jianguo was silenced by his wife's words. Knowing that she had lost a lot of money, he said nothing and cleaned up the dishes and went to wash them.
"I'm on night shift tomorrow, you and Meng Meng should lock the door before going to bed."
Liang Baoying stretched her muscles in the house and said, "Don't apply for more night shifts in the future. The conditions at home are better now. Night shifts are bad for your health."
Song Jianguo had previously made an agreement with two co-workers to cover three night shifts for each of them, so that he could get more night shift subsidies.
Although the words were out of concern for him, Song Jianguo still felt uncomfortable. "I know you can make money now, but your business is still unstable. I still have to work hard in the factory."
Liang Baoying glanced at him and could naturally sense the man's discomfort. This guy was just like that, he was too obsessed with face.
"I'm also doing this for my family. No matter whether the business is stable or not, we'll make as much money as we can now. Baozhen also said that we might be able to buy a house in the future. You see, our house is small now. It would be great if we could live in a bigger house."
"I don't have much ability, so I can only get such a small house. If I keep holding on, maybe in a few years we can get a bigger house. As for buying a house, that's nonsense. Who would spend money to buy a house?"
"Of course it's impossible. Baozhen is right. There won't be so many houses for everyone to share in the future. We can only buy them."
"Baozhen said, Baozhen said." Song Jianguo felt that his wife listened to her sister every day, and he felt a little sad. "Is she and you a family, or am I and you a family?"
"Aren't they all one family? One is from my mother's family, and the other is from my husband's family."
Song Jianguo waved his hand and went out. "Forget it. I'll see when you're going to live with your sister."
Liang Baoying thought this man was weird, so she didn't care. Song Jianguo would go downstairs and chat with his coworkers for a long time after dinner every day, so she found Mengmeng's elementary school books and started practicing calligraphy.
In the evening, Song Jianguo went back to the house after smoking and did not stay outside for long. He wanted to take the exam for the second-level worker and planned to study hard so that he could get more salary if he passed the exam.
But at this moment, Liang Baoying was sitting in front of the square table, concentrating on writing something with a pen.
He leaned over to take a look and saw that his wife was writing an article from Mengmeng's textbook.
Liang Baoying realized someone was watching her from behind, so she quickly covered her paper. She didn't want Song Jianguo to see it. At first she couldn't tell whether she liked him because Song Jianguo was good-looking or because he was a cultured person. In short, she didn't want to write ugly characters in front of him, so she practiced calligraphy in secret before.
"Don't look at me."
"Are you practicing calligraphy?" Song Jianguo didn't know his wife was practicing calligraphy, which was beyond his expectation. "Let me show you."
"No, my handwriting is ugly." Liang Baoying still held the paper tightly. She could show it to Meng Meng, Baozhen, and other people, but she was unwilling to show it to her man.
Song Jianguo smiled and said, "What's the big deal? Who's handwriting is naturally beautiful? It's all acquired through practice. Let me show you, my handwriting is not bad either."
Liang Baoying had seen it before. When they were in the countryside and had just started dating, she had seen a letter Song Jianguo wrote to his family. The handwriting was very beautiful.
Hearing the man say this, she slowly moved her hand away, revealing handwriting that was only slightly better than the one she had in her dreams when she was in elementary school. It wasn't very pretty, but it was much better than what she had three months ago.
"That's good. If you practice slowly, your handwriting will definitely become more and more correct." Song Jianguo knew that his wife didn't go to school for long and later worked at home. She never picked up a pen again. It was not easy for her to pick it up now.
"Really?" Liang Baoying was overjoyed when she heard Song Jianguo's words. She felt that the most learned man in the world was praising her, and a smile appeared on her eyes and eyebrows. "Baozhen asked her to find me a beginner's calligraphy copybook someday. I will definitely practice hard."
It was Baozhen who said that Song Jianguo felt pain in his temples. He pinched his brow bone and said, "Don't bother Third Sister. I'll find it for you!"
"You are so busy at work, do you have time to find calligraphy for me?" Liang Baoying felt that it would be more convenient for Baozhen to be at school.
"It's not that difficult to find a copybook." Song Jianguo took over the matter. "Don't bother Baozhen. Leave it to me."
"Okay." Liang Baoying practiced two more words and buried her head in writing.
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Liang Baozhen didn't know that she had inadvertently made her brother-in-law jealous. She was discussing important matters with Xu Shengjie at the moment.
Before the Chinese New Year, Xu Shengjie is going to go to Guangdong City to discuss next year's business with Wu Er. Wu Er is doing well and has now set up a clothing wholesale market in Guangdong City, and his business is getting bigger and bigger.
We are going to open a new wholesale market by the end of the year and invite Xu Shengjie to come and take a look.
This level of relationship naturally had to be maintained. Wu Er and Xu Shengjie, Qin Huai and Hong Saner were already very familiar with each other. Every time they drank two bottles of wine, they became close friends. This time Xu Shengjie did not go there to purchase goods, but mainly to chat with him and see the latest situation of his clothing wholesale market.
Liang Baozhen felt reluctant as he would be away for more than a week, so she leaned against the head of the bed and asked him to leave early and come back early.
Shanshan was also reluctant to leave. She played with her favorite toy, the rattle, and said to her father without turning her head, "Dad, go find it back."
Xu Shengjie touched the lady's head and looked at his wife. He was reluctant to leave. Thinking that his wife had never been away from home, he suddenly had an idea, "Why don't you go with me?"
"Me?" Liang Baozhen was instantly moved when she heard this.
"Yes." Xu Shengjie originally had this idea on a whim, and now he thinks it's a good idea. "It's cold here in December, so you'll be warmer if you go south. Besides, you've never been out and you've never taken a train, so why not come with me this time to take a look."
Liang Baozhen quickly thought about whether it would be okay for her to go with him. There would be no problem at home. Grandma and Xiaowei and Xiaoya could look after Shanshan. The school would also be on winter vacation by then. It seemed like it might be okay.
"Then what should I prepare?" Liang Baozhen, who was traveling far away for the first time, was a little excited.
"Don't worry." Xu Shengjie smiled, put one hand behind his head, and looked relaxed. "When the time comes, just bring a suitcase and pack a few clothes."
As for letters of introduction, it is also convenient. Since their store was officially registered, they can get letters of introduction whenever they take the train to the south. He can handle this.
"What is Guangdong like? How is it compared to here? Is the weather good there?" This kind of thing cannot be mentioned. Once it is mentioned, one will want to take action immediately. Liang Baozhen can't wait to set off now. A fashionable big city has already emerged in her mind.
People are always yearning for places they have never been to.
"You'll see once you get there, the area is developing very fast, and the winters there are much warmer than ours."
Shanshan was lying in her mother's arms, listening to her parents talking to each other. Suddenly, she felt something was wrong and stopped playing the rattle in her hand. She understood that her mother was going to take the train with her father, and she wanted to go too. "Mom, when are we going with Dad?"
Liang Baozhen pinched Shanshan's little face and refused her with a smile, "Shanshan won't go. Shanshan will wait for her parents to come back at home."
"No! Shanshan wants to go too!" Shanshan hugged her mother's arms with both hands and said coquettishly in a baby voice, "Shanshan wants to take the train too."
Liang Baozhen rubbed her forehead. After hearing Xu Shengjie say that it was very uncomfortable to take a two-day train ride, she was definitely not willing to take such a young Shanshan with her. She just lowered her head and whispered to her daughter, "Shanshan is still young. It will be uncomfortable to take a train. When Shanshan grows up, Mommy will take you there, okay?"
"Hmm~" Shanshan wrinkled her face, knitted her brows, and pouted her lips high, as if she could hang an oil pot again. "Shanshan is already big now, I can run, I want to take the train now, I want to go with you guys."
She always heard from her family that Shanshan was growing up fast and had grown up a lot.
Shanshan gradually uttered a cry in a baby voice. She felt extremely aggrieved. How could both her dad and mom leave? She wanted to go too.
"Shanshan, when you grow up a little bit, when you are three years old, Dad will take you there." Xu Shengjie pinched her pouty little mouth, "How can this little mouth pout so high?"
"I don't want to wait until I'm three." Shanshan felt more and more aggrieved. When she heard that her parents were unwilling to take her, she burst into tears.
With tears in her eyes, she counted on her fingers. Her mother had taught her to count from one to ten. Now she was only two years and one month old, two months, three months... forget it, she couldn't count anymore. "It will take a long time to be three years old. I want to go now. I want to go with you...hiccup...with you."
The author has something to say:
Shanshan cried: I am so pitiful, hiccup~
Thanks to the cutie who irrigated the nutrient solution: I just want to take a certificate 55 bottles;
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