Previously, [Zhiyuan] discussed the price Sun Lifang would have to pay for her rebirth, and considering the current situation—
Isn't it all about providing employment opportunities for society?
It is taken from the people and used for the people.
Looking at the 290,000 yuan that had just arrived in the magazine's account, Sun Lifang had an idea.
Before her rebirth, she had seen a news report about a car wash in Hangzhou run by people with disabilities.
The children's pure and innocent smiles in front of the camera stayed with Sun Lifang for a very long time.
"How about opening a car wash?"
Before this idea came to her, Sun Lifang had other ideas—
For example, she could look after shops and manage warehouses in the market managed by Mrs. Tong.
But before that, we need to consider that those people have the intelligence of six or seven-year-old children.
They will be afraid, emotionally unstable, and unable to leave the group.
Grandma Sun led a group of them to the greenhouse vegetable field. Since they were all acquaintances and looked after each other, the children naturally felt at ease and behaved well.
But what if they were separated?
The risks are unpredictable, so collective management is necessary.
The thought of it was too troublesome, and Sun Lifang didn't want to move an inch—
I'm willing to contribute money, but I'd rather not contribute my time.
Turning an idea into reality requires a significant investment of human, material, and financial resources...
Is 290,000 enough to open a standard car wash?
What business licenses are needed for car washes, as well as customer base, store location, and fire safety?
Just thinking about it makes my head spin.
Sun Lifang did not directly agree to her grandmother's request, but only said, "I'll think about it."
With that in mind, it's hard to say how long it will take.
Grandma Sun knew this, so that afternoon, near dusk, she carried a basket of local specialties and knocked on Sun Lifang's door.
Accompanying him was a woman in an apricot-yellow top with a kind face.
Grandma Sun carried a bamboo basket on her back, while the middle-aged woman carried two drab cloth bags in her hands.
The moment the door opened, he gave Sun Lifang a stiff, awkward smile. "Hello, I...I heard—"
Asking for help was difficult, and the woman's face visibly flushed red, her cheeks turning bright red. She stammered for a long time, unable to give a coherent answer.
Sun Lifang looked at Old Mrs. Sun, then at the woman, and stepped aside to make way for her. "Come on in, let's talk first."
You can't just leave someone standing at the door.
Grandma Sun chuckled, patted her jacket, and went inside.
Only the middle-aged woman remained at the door, not moving.
After taking two steps, Sun Lifang turned back and said, "Come on, let's talk in the living room."
The woman paused, then asked hesitantly, "Do...do I need to change my shoes?"
She just saw Grandma Sun go in wearing slippers, while she herself—
Wearing a pair of cloth shoes with Chinese knot buttons, the woman asked awkwardly in a low voice, "May I take my shoes off and go in?"
Taking off shoes and slippers, though homophones, have two different meanings for her.
Humility arises from the very bones, and one is powerless to change anything.
"It's alright, just come in," Sun Lifang said casually. "Grandma changed into slippers because they're more comfortable in them."
"You must be tired after coming all this way, come in quickly."
After saying that, Sun Lifang pulled the woman's arm and led her forward.
In the living room, Zhou Xinya laid out a practice mat on the floor, did a split, her calves stretched straight, and didn't forget to turn around and ask Jiang Meimei to help her press down a bit more.
"Alright, alright, doesn't it hurt?" Jiang Meimei looked at the fine beads of sweat on the little girl's nose and said with concern, "The teacher said you only need to practice for two hours at home, but you've been doing this—"
It's been overdue for a long time.
Zhou Xinya is a stubborn girl. Ever since she was praised by her teacher in her major course, she has strived to be better and has never fallen behind again.
In her words, "Having tasted the benefits of being number one, I want to stay in that position forever."
Enjoy the lights and cheers.
They are doing stretching now. Jiang Meimei is kneeling on the ground, pinching Zhou Xinya's shoulders from behind and flipping them backward to help relax her muscles.
As soon as Grandma Sun came in, she was about to go over and talk to her, but Jiang Meimei silently shook her head at her, signaling, "Don't come over."
When Zhou Xinya is focused, she doesn't allow herself to be disturbed.
Jiang Meimei is determined to defend Zhou Xinya's rights, and no one can change that.
"The food hasn't been cooked yet?" Grandma Sun walked into the dining room through a different door and saw the vegetable leaves still lying on the table.
"Yes, Ya Ya is practicing her kung fu. I'll break the vegetables and prepare the ingredients first, so Mei Mei can just stir-fry them later." Besides the vegetable leaves, there was also sliced fish, chopped pickled cabbage, and a plate of spices.
Tonight, Sun Lifang was going to make sauerkraut fish and had planned to learn a few tricks from Jiang Meimei, but then Grandma Sun arrived.
They even brought a guest along—
Thinking of the guests, Sun Lifang took the ingredients on the table to the kitchen to make room for them to sit at the table.
After finishing tidying up, he went straight to the point and asked, "What's up?"
Being direct won't work; judging from that aunt's condition, she won't be able to utter a single word for a long time.
Grandma Sun originally wanted the woman to speak for herself, but seeing that she couldn't count on her, she spoke directly, "Lifang, my granddaughter."
After pointing to Sun Lifang's introduction, he turned and pointed to the woman in the apricot-yellow jacket, "Qiu Ju, a teacher at our school."
"Okay, please have some tea first." Sun Lifang poured them some tea, then decided to start a conversation to help them relax, so she asked, "What's in your bag?"
Upon hearing this question, Qiu Ju took action—
Peel back the gray bag, and there's another plastic bag inside.
After opening two or three plastic bags, the actual product was revealed—
Three pigeons that have been processed.
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