In my previous life, the older sister at work often mentioned my children. She would always talk about how well they were learning piano and violin, and how they ranked in the exams. She felt both happy and sad to show off.
She had only heard a few times about these things and knew nothing about the precautions for pregnancy and childbirth.
So she was a little worried. She was afraid that she would suddenly vomit while teaching. That would cause a big scene, and the whole class would have to look at her, which would also scare Liang Xiaoxiao.
Bi Yue had just buttoned up her shirt when Bi Cheng knocked on the door a few times:
"Sister, can I come in?"
"Um."
Seeing Bi Yue's unhappy expression, Bi Cheng seemed to have no idea where to start or what to say. He sighed and then said:
"Let's go out for some morning exercise, chat, and take a stroll. It's a good time to come back and buy some tofu pudding and fried dough sticks, and tell mom not to cook anymore."
Bi Yue instinctively wanted to shake her head to refuse, but after thinking for a moment, she followed him out.
…
"Sister, what's wrong with you? Don't say nothing happened.
Last night you were squatting on the ground, covering your mouth, crying and vomiting. Goudan and I saw it all after we came back from the shower, but we didn't say anything."
Bi Yue was stunned and looked at Bi Cheng. After that, she did not hide her emotion and sighed.
Listening to the sound of bicycle bells in the morning and the unique greeting of Kyoto people, "Have you eaten?", she looked at the street in confusion.
Since when had she not noticed the morning scenes in the streets and alleys?
At that time, she sold fried dough sticks, and I saw her every day.
We really worked hard back then.
It was really good back then.
She is so focused on getting rich and making money that nothing else can compare to the joy she feels when she makes money.
Bi Yue and Bi Cheng walked side by side, and she slowed down a little.
To Bi Cheng, his sister's words this morning were very sentimental and soft:
"Dacheng, in the past, you always helped me fill in the gaps when I wasn't thoughtful enough.
When I couldn't work, you always stood by and helped me secretly, for fear that I would get tired.
I know your situation is the same as that of most ordinary people, but I don’t want you and Gou’er to be ordinary people.
I'm just so greedy.
Now it seems that you are just doing your job day by day, which seems to be a bit of a waste of time, so you are in a bad mood. Do you understand?"
Bi Cheng was confused as to why the topic turned to this, and tilted his head to look at Bi Yue.
But he didn't rush to ask anything else. Infected by his sister's sentimental side, he also said casually:
"Sister, actually my family doesn't need me anymore.
I don't know how to describe it.
Anyway, if we keep selling fried dough sticks every day, even if we have enough money, we will still lack people to work, and I will still do the same.
Do you believe it?
(To be continued.)
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