Daya was counting money in the house.
When he saw Su Qing coming in, he showed off his money openly.
"Mom, look, this is the money we earned." As she spoke, Daya's face showed a sense of satisfaction she had never had before.
Su Qing was a little surprised. Half of the bed was covered with scattered money, and there were two bundles of big black coins on the side.
"You're still in school, how can you have time to make money?"
Su Qing's first reaction was curiosity, followed by pride.
Think about when I was Daya’s age, I was still throwing a tantrum just to buy a bag of spicy strips.
If the children had more awareness, they would not be so controlled by Su's mother.
"The bulk of the money comes from selling soap, and the smaller portion comes from selling daily necessities from door to door."
Because the soap was made by themselves, it was two or three cents cheaper than the ones sold in town, and the sales volume was considerable.
As for daily necessities such as salt and rags, Su Qianfan asked Qiangzi for them.
Su Qianfan didn't know that his uncle was Qiangzi's boss, and Qiangzi didn't expose it and directly let him get the goods at the lowest price.
"Excellent! I want to praise you. But remember, your most important task right now is to study. Don't give up your bright future for the sake of immediate gain."
"Mom, we know what's going on. We're all divided according to our academic performance. To fill up our little coffers, we've all been studying really hard."
They also have an underground sales site in Shuiqu Village.
Just put the goods there and you don't have to worry about anything.
"You have to hide this money well and don't tell anyone, otherwise our family will be in trouble."
Daya naturally knew that the origin of the money alone was difficult to explain.
"Mom, I know. We know what's going on. Mom, if you like something, just tell me and I'll buy it for you."
"No need, Mom has money. Besides, your father's salary is in my hands, which is enough for me to spend."
When Cheng Fangyi was mentioned, Daya couldn't help laughing.
"Mom, please ask Dad what he likes so I can buy him one."
"Then buy your dad a gift. Anything is fine. As long as it's from you, your dad will like it."
Maybe Daya and Cheng Fangyi are both not good at speaking, but they are both kind to the people they care about in their own way.
After Daya hid the money, she went to find Erya and the others.
When Fenglin and his companions were clearing land on the back of Dahei Mountain, they accidentally discovered an extremely hidden cave. Since then, it has become a secret base for several people. They come here every day to make soap and earn money under the pretext of clearing land.
Naturally, it became the place where the Su family children went most often.
"Daya, please help me get a coat from the Social Workers' Temple. Your wife has caught a cold."
Daya turned around and walked towards the Social Workers Temple.
When I got there, only Mr. An was there.
I saw him lying on the bed groaning in pain.
Seeing this, Daya hurried forward and helped the man up.
"Grandpa An, don't sleep, please don't sleep. I'm going to the village to call for help."
Old Master An stopped Daya who was about to leave.
"Daya, Grandpa knows you guys are all good kids. You're the only ones Grandpa can trust. These yellow and white things are useless to me, so I'm giving them to you. You must hide them well, and don't let them bring any more trouble."
Old Master An gave all his belongings to Daya.
Let her help take care of her only grandson first.
Mr. An started mumbling to himself as he spoke.
“Because of these things, I was actually plotted against by my brother who I’ve known for fifty or sixty years.
My son and daughter-in-law are gone, and An Min is the only one left. Daya, please take good care of him for me. I just hope he has something to eat when he's hungry and something to wear when he's cold.
"Grandpa An, I promise to take good care of him. I will return the things you gave me to him intact when he grows up. I will go to Shuiqu Village to find someone and bring him over. Don't sleep, I'll let him come to see you."
Daya hid the things in the dung pile and ran towards Shuiqu Village.
"Daya, what are you doing? Why are you running so fast? Watch your step, don't fall."
On the way, I met the village chief driving a ox cart.
"Grandpa village chief, something big has happened. Mr. An who lives over there is dying, and he wants to see his grandson. His grandson is in Shuiqu Village. Could you please bring him here to see him for the last time?" Daya pointed in the direction of the Social Worker Temple and said.
When the village chief heard about this, he agreed readily.
There is no way. When people get old, their eye sockets are shallow and they cannot bear to see the scenes of separation of life and death.
Especially since I am a grandfather myself, if I put myself in his shoes, I find it even more unacceptable.
Besides, picking someone up is not a big deal.
"Alas, he is also a miserable person. He was sent here for no reason, and now he has to face the situation of his family being torn apart and his whole family being destroyed."
"So now we can only rely on you, Village Chief. Old Man An is still hanging on to his last breath, and he's probably just waiting to see his grandson for the last time."
As soon as Daya finished speaking, the village chief cracked his whip even faster.
After finding the village chief of Shuiqu Village and explaining their purpose, he took the two of them directly to find An Minzhi.
Grandpa An’s grandson was digging grass for pigs. The five-year-old boy looked so mature and experienced.
The black little hands were pulling out the pig grass on the ground.
"An Minzhi, An Minzhi."
When he heard his name, he was stunned for a moment.
He hadn't heard anyone call his name since his parents passed away.
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