Chapter 166: Eight, Eight Thousand



Hunger can keep people clear-headed.

Responsibility can solve all problems.

Time can give all the answers.

And as long as you are still unwilling to give up, it has not reached the end.

In the above, Bi Yue chose the "hunger therapy" and she planned to cure Bi Cheng.

Haven't you forgotten the hardship of making money? Have you forgotten the suffering you've endured in order to make money? Have you even forgotten your original heart and lost your true nature?

Then she would take him and start over again to find back the lost heart.

Let him feel once again what it took to earn 150 yuan, enough for a pair of leather shoes...

Let him once again experience the feeling of lack of security when crossing the border in the dark;

Let him feel like he's in a foreign country again, with police dogs sniffing him and armed police scrutinizing him with guns drawn;

To let him know who he is, only in that special environment can he understand the importance of a large loaf of bread;

To make him know how to cherish, every penny counts with his head hanging on the waist of his pants, and he has to spend one dark night after another in fear.

Also, he is increasingly not treating me as his sister.

Let him experience again whether that little devil Qiu Huairui is more reliable, or whether she, as his sister, is more precious for fighting shoulder to shoulder with him.

How could she push her sister? How could she yell at her?

Bi Yue simply couldn't recall those sad things, those words and sentences. She would feel discouraged if she did.

In Bi Yue's opinion, she has seen through her elder brother Bi Cheng.

It's not time and years that can make Bi Cheng mature. It's just that bear-like thing that can eat a hundred beans without feeling the fishy smell. If he continues like this, he will still be that way even when he is eighty years old!

What could possibly make Bi Cheng remember both eating and being beaten? It must be experience!

When he has tasted all kinds of flavors, he will naturally see through everything, see through the world, and take worldly affairs lightly.

My uncle Bi Tielin is the best example!

Bi Yue brought the top-notch leather jackets back to the courtyard one trip after another, just like an ant moving house.

Two hundred leather jackets, each costing forty yuan, with a capital of eight thousand yuan. This time, Bi Yue invested all her money.

Every time she rode her bicycle to Muxiang Garden, she could only carry back more than 30 pieces in one trip, and she couldn't carry more than that.

Such physical work was not easy mentally either. She had to hide and sneak the things back into the house when Bi Tielin was not at home, and stuff them into the cabinets and under the bed.

She was often so tired that she was sweating profusely inside her hat, but her cheekbones, knees, toes and fingers were all cold.

The reason why she didn't ask Bi Cheng to do it in advance was because she was afraid that the boy would complain first, and then her plan to sell the goods to Moscow would probably be aborted.

Especially when she didn't take many things home, her uncle would definitely come out and have a serious talk with her, and then say lightly:

"Give them all to the family. If you want the money for the leather jacket, I'll give it to you. I can also dispose of the goods for you."

Bi Yue understood and was also aware of the path that Bi Tielin wanted her to take, but she couldn't.

Now we have uncle-in-law, but who will he refer to in the future? What if there is a aunt-in-law?

Let’s not talk about whether Bi Tielin, the uncle, is responsible or not. In this world, if you ask your parents for money, you will be slapped in the face and interrogated.

Bi Yue wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve. She tossed and turned one bag after another, folding the leather jackets and placing them evenly in each bag, muttering to herself:

"I'm also the type who wouldn't mind eating a hundred beans! For someone like him, you should just ignore him. You're really crazy if you still want to help him."

When Bi Yue thought about the money she would make from selling these furs, although she would not give any cash to Bi Cheng, she planned to buy a house for Bi Cheng as a reserve, she despised her cheap furs.

The only thing that can comfort herself is: Fortunately, no matter how conscienceless Bi Cheng is, every time they quarrel, he doesn't say that he should have half of the money I earned before. Is this the Aq spirit that she uses to comfort herself?

Bi Cheng opened the door and saw his sister's bedroom. Except for the bags piled next to the stove in the middle of the floor, the rest was full of... He was stunned for a moment, turned his neck stiffly and looked at the leather jacket thrown on the bed. He completely forgot why he came into the room to find Bi Yue.

"You? What are you doing?"

Bi Yue put her hands on her hips, turned her head and glanced at Bi Cheng with a bad look, and snorted coldly before speaking:

"I'm worried that you'll be bored and spend money, so I'm going to find you something to do!"

The words were harsh, but this was the first time since the quarrel that she was able to talk to Bi Cheng calmly without yelling or pointing her index finger at the tip of Bi Cheng's nose.

Bi Cheng's eyes widened as he stared at Bi Yue in surprise, "You mean going to Moscow? Now?"

"Hmph, what do you say? Go there..."

"Who's going to Moscow?" Bitelin opened the bedroom door, bringing in a cold breeze.

Bi Yue fell silent in an instant.

Bi Tielin felt a surge of anger rushing to his temples.

There were hundreds of leather jackets all over the floor and bed.

He took a deep breath and told himself that this was his niece, a girl, not those two clueless brats Bi Cheng and Bi Sheng.

Bi Tielin gritted his teeth and asked in a calm voice:

"How much did it cost in total?"

"Eight, eight thousand."

Bi Cheng opened his mouth wide instantly.

In this family, who is the loser, him or his sister? With such courage, if he were to inflate it a little more, he could fly into the sky like a hydrogen balloon!

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