Become the junk collector!
The thought of having such a title on her head several years from now suddenly made Jiang Yi want to laugh.
However, a junk collector is a junk collector; he earns money through hard work with his own hands, and that's not shameful.
To collect and scavenge scraps, you need a pedal tricycle; it's an essential tool.
Jiang Yi has always been willing to spend money.
After all, money is only money when it's spent. If you keep holding onto it, it's just a bunch of useless numbers, not even good enough to wipe your butt with.
Three-wheeled vehicles, especially second-hand ones, are not very expensive.
Jiang Yi still had nearly four hundred yuan in her hand, so she wasn't too worried about running out of money.
After settling her three daughters in, Jiang Yi went out to first inquire about the prices of various scrap metals at a recycling station before buying a car.
A second-hand pedal tricycle, very, very old.
Jiang Yi had to use a lot of persuasion to finally get the car for only fifty yuan.
This price is only slightly more than selling scrap.
Then, the car repair cost another thirteen yuan.
By the time the old, beat-up car was finally usable, Jiang Yi had spent a total of sixty-five yuan. Why two yuan more? Naturally, it was to ask the mechanic to put in more effort, since Jiang Yi didn't want to have to come in for repairs every few days.
Sure enough, with those two dollars, Jiang Yi received perfect five-star service.
When Jiang Yi waited for the tricycle to return home, the three sisters, Daya and her sister, opened the door and were all quite surprised to see the tricycle.
"Mom, why did you buy this car?"
"make money!"
Jiang Yi smiled slightly, "Come on, Daya, why don't you try it and see if you can ride it?"
"Can I do it?"
Da Ya got excited when she heard Jiang Yi's words.
This is a car!
Although it looks a bit old, it has three wheels.
Back in the village, people would treasure their two-wheeled vehicles like they were precious treasures!
"Of course, don't worry, this tricycle is not like a bicycle, you won't fall off."
"Come on, give it a try!"
Jiang Yi looked at Daya encouragingly.
Daya immediately got into the car and, under Jiang Yi's guidance, began her first driving trip.
I must say, tricycles are really stable.
Daya was also very clever. Under Jiang Yi's guidance, she was soon able to ride the tricycle around the yard.
Finally, Er Ya and San Ya excitedly sat in the back of the tricycle.
In an instant, the courtyard was filled with the joyful laughter of the three sisters.
Looking at the three sisters' simple happiness, Jiang Yi suddenly felt a sense of peace and tranquility.
Unfortunately, joy is always fleeting.
Life must go on!
The days of collecting scrap are harder than I imagined.
Of course, the most important thing is that it's tiring.
But Jiang Yi also has her advantages.
Despite being a heavily pregnant woman, she still easily received some care from the elderly, and her business went smoothly.
The family's savings are increasing day by day.
Their quality of life is gradually improving.
However, the result of all this hard work was that Jiang Yi visibly darkened her skin.
It was the middle of summer, and the sun was scorching.
But Jiang Yi's health didn't break down. After all, although she was doing hard work, she wasn't working herself to the bone.
And just like that, the time to prepare for Daya's school enrollment arrived in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Yi had no choice but to seek out Grandpa Lin again.
In fact, after Lin Yourong returned to Old Master Lin's side, the old man hired a nanny to cook for her, and Jiang Yi rarely appeared at the villa.
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