Close the door and lock it very neatly.
Su Qinghu held the information bag and Erdan held two handfuls of money, their eyes full of amazement. It turned out that what the teacher said, "knowledge is wealth", was not a lie.
I got two thousand yuan in one go.
Su Qinghu threw the documents onto the table in the living room, brought out a bilingual typewriter from his bedroom, placed it on the table, and then pointed at the instructions. "You guys study it first."
She has to go wash up.
"Just move around?" Erdan looked at the mechanical typewriter and felt his heart flutter. Really flutter. "Explore however you want."
Su Qinghu held her pajamas and walked out, waving her hands. "Whatever you want. If it breaks, just fix it."
Anyway, both of them have money. If there is any malfunction, we can just deduct the money from their 1,000 yuan profit. It's such a simple thing.
As soon as Su Qinghu left, Erdan and his brother looked at each other.
Erdan: "Whoever breaks it gets to fix it?"
"If everyone is responsible, then each person should take half the responsibility," Erdan added.
Dadan looked at him, said nothing, and nodded.
Erdan was about to get started excitedly, but Dadan stopped him, "Read the instructions first."
"oh."
Erdan responded, then reluctantly moved closer to his brother and started reading the instructions with him.
After watching and comparing, when Su Qinghu finished his shower and came out with wet hair, the two of them hadn't really gotten started yet.
"What's going on?" Su Qinghu sat across from them, continuing to dry his hair while leaning over to glance at the typewriter. "Has he not started yet?"
The paper hasn't even been loaded yet, let alone whether there are words on it or not.
"It's almost done." Erdan didn't even raise his head, still reading the instructions.
Su Qinghu looked at Dadan and smiled, "Would you like to try it?"
"Wait, wait, I'm almost done reading the instructions this time." Erdan waved his hands around, his eyes still on the instructions.
Dadan looked at Su Qinghu with a light-colored pupil, "We have to wait."
It’s not that he doesn’t know how to do it, nor that he doesn’t want to try, but there are obstacles.
Su Qinghu sat down and continued to rub her long curly hair.
She had seen hair dryers of this era; they were too expensive and too heavy, like a dumbbell.
If you want the lightweight kind, there's no way to get it.
"Alright!" Erdan slammed the instruction manual on the table, and said proudly, "Brother, come on, let's get started!"
Su Qinghu watched the two of them fiddling with it. When he had almost finished wiping his hair, his hands felt sore, so he put down the towel, picked up the information bag that Zhang Dongsheng had dropped, took out the information inside, and looked at it slowly.
The two children were studying the typewriter while Su Qinghu was reading some materials. They were getting along very well.
The typewriter was not that easy to break down, and it was not that difficult for the two children to use it. As they watched the lead characters appear on the paper one by one, Erdan exclaimed from time to time, and Dadan's eyes were also full of light.
"This word is misspelled." Dadan frowned.
Erdan: "Don't you have correction fluid? Use that."
Su Qinghu didn't even bother to say anything. "It's in the box, find it yourself."
Erdan took the correction fluid, carefully removed the paper, and smeared it over the typo.
I only found it difficult when I put it back and tried to align it.
Moreover, the smell of the correction fluid was so pungent that Su Qinghu couldn't help but sit further away with the documents.
The two kids were so excited that they acted as if they didn't smell it.
Su Qinghu looked at the information, listened to the sound of the two children typing on the keys, and glanced at them with a smile.
——Typing speed has increased.
Dadan and Erdan occasionally exchanged a few words, and then each of them had ten minutes to type.
It was over. Erdan suddenly cue Su Qinghu, who was writing something nearby, and said, "Mom, can we take it down?"
Su Qinghu looked up, blinked, and stretched his neck.
Erdan: "No, it doesn't matter if it can't. I'm just curious why it can type!"
You don't want to hit him just because he wants to dismantle the typewriter, right?
"It's up to you." Su Qinghu felt his neck relax a little, yawned, and looked away. "But, are you sure you want to demolish it today? It's already half past ten."
Erdan stared at Su Qinghu in silence.
It seems that the guy who just shook his neck like he was ready to fight wasn't trying to fight, but was simply moving his neck?
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Su Qinghu teased, "It feels like you're begging me to beat you up."
Erdan looked away, glancing at the typewriter reluctantly. "So, how about dismantling it tomorrow?"
"Yeah." Su Qinghu nodded and collected the information. "Go to bed."
It is difficult for people with a formed biological clock to not wake up at the time for work or school.
Su Qinghu looked at the light coming through the gap in the curtains, and felt his own energy and spirit. He had to admit that without too many interferences from electronic products, his sleep quality had made a qualitative leap, and his mind was clearer than before.
She even felt like she was getting smarter.
After rolling around in bed for a while, she got up, dressed, and opened the door.
The door to the living room was open, and two children were quietly disassembling a typewriter in the living room.
The moment she opened the bedroom door, the last part of the typewriter was removed.
The three of them looked at each other. Dadan and Erdan were flustered for a moment, but Su Qinghu just glanced at them, nodded at them, said good morning, and went back to wash up.
Erdan: "You really don't hit children..."
He was typing on the typewriter while saying to Dadan, "Brother, can we put it back together?"
"It should be possible." Dadan responded and started looking at the components of the typewriter. After looking at them, he started assembling them.
Erdan watched from the side. In his opinion, if the part could be put back together, the typewriter would definitely work.
He watched his brother install it and simulated it in his mind.
After Su Qinghu finished washing up and doing the most basic skin care, she went to the kitchen to prepare a simple breakfast. The two children had already assembled half of it.
"Eat first."
Su Qinghu stood at the door of the living room and knocked on the door to remind them.
Erdan was the first to stand up and come over. "Mom, what's for breakfast?"
"Fresh corn porridge and steamed buns, plus two side dishes."
Su Qinghu said to Erdan who was following behind him, "Have you and your brother washed up?"
Erdan quickly stopped and rushed to the bathroom, calling out to his brother who had just walked out of the living room.
Dadan turned around and went to the bathroom.
When the two appeared again, I was stunned.
Erdan was a little annoyed. "Why are you here again? Don't you spend the holidays with your family?"
Why do you always go to his house?
"Second brother." Qian Duoshu called out tenderly and shook Ms. Meng's hand. "Grandma and I are here to see you."
Erdan: "What's so good about me? I'm healthy and full of energy. I don't need anyone to look at me."
Seeing Erdan fighting like a cockfighting rooster, Su Qinghu waved his hand and said, "That's enough. Come and eat."
Ms. Meng came over for no particular reason, she just felt that she should spend the holidays with her daughter-in-law.
It was also expected that he would bring his grandson Qian Duoshu along at the end.
The child had told her earlier to wait for him and come to Su Qinghu together.
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