"This guy……"
Lin Shirou sighed softly as she thought of the young man helping her carry the watermelon upstairs.
The last thing she wanted to do was owe others a favor, and even if she couldn't pay it back at the moment, she would make up for it in time in the future.
She picked up the pen as usual, took out her account book, and wanted to write down this account.
She looked at the various accounts, large and small, on the account book above.
From hairpins on hairpins to book tuition fees, every transaction is clearly remembered.
These are debts she has to repay.
Some accounts have been paid off, like dolls and snacks given by a suitor.
Some accounts have not yet been paid off, such as the tuition fees given by my mother and the floral dress my brother just bought.
Pay off all her debts and she will be free.
That was what she had longed for most in the past seventeen years.
She held the pen and wanted to write down the "debt" of twenty yuan.
Looking at the handwriting on the twenty yuan bill, Lin Shirou's pen tip stayed on the page for a long time, until a small black dot fell on the paper, but she never wrote anything.
After hesitating for a long time, Lin Shirou put down her pen.
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On the other side, Jiang Chen carefully put the twenty yuan given by Lin Shirou into his coat pocket.
No matter what, this was the first time Lin Shirou wrote to herself after her rebirth, so she had to keep it well.
Although there is only a single line of words, it is also the first step in a long journey of thousands of miles.
Now he was even starting to feel a little grateful to that killer. Without him, he wouldn't have been able to get to know Lin Shirou so quickly.
In view of his excellent performance, Jiang Chen plans to give him a few more big fights as a reward the next time he meets him.
It was already late, Jiang Chen did not go home directly, but went to the restaurant to help as usual.
I saw my mother putting a large basin of fresh green leafy vegetables in the basin and scrubbing it carefully. Her hands were red from the cold water.
"Mom, let me do it." Jiang Chen put down his schoolbag and was about to go over, but Sun Yuhong stopped him and pushed him away.
"It's been a hard day of studying. Go home and have a good rest. Mom, you don't need to come." Sun Yuhong said with a smile.
Jiang Chen couldn't bear it when he saw his mother's red hands, and insisted on helping, but Sun Yuhong persuaded her to back down with a tigerish face.
"Mom will be angry if you keep doing this. Be careful if I tell your dad that you hooked up with a female classmate at school. See if he doesn't beat you up."
Jiang Chen almost spit out his breath.
"Mom...that's not my...object."
Jiang Chen actually wanted to explain. He clearly had a clear conscience before and everyone saw him, so why couldn't he get over this hurdle?
Sun Yuhong looked like she had seen through her son:
"You, a little domestic bird, still want to fool me, a thief from my hometown. That girl has never laid eyes on you. Mom has been here, so you still don't understand this little trick?"
"You may have misunderstood the truth, Mom..."
Sun Yuhong said while washing vegetables: "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, mom. It mainly depends on what your dad thinks. If you are willing to eat your dad's fried pork with bamboo shoots, I will never stop you."
Jiang Chen's expression couldn't help but froze.
The relationship between Jiang Chen's family of three is like a chess game.
Sun Yuhong, Jiang Zhiwei, and he restrained each other, and one thing was defeated by another.
Father Jiang usually looks majestic to Jiang Chen, but when facing Mother Jiang, he instantly withers into a rake.
As for Jiang Ma, she loved Jiang Chen with all her love and affection.
Jiang Chen felt like he wasn't his father's biological child. If Sun Yuhong hadn't been there to mediate when he was a child, his naughty energy would have probably spanked his butt a hundred and eighty times by Father Jiang.
"Mom, don't I feel sorry for you?" Jiang Chen was helpless.
"Why are you feeling bad? Don't put too much pressure on me. It's time to have fun and study. Mom supports you 100%."
Sun Yuhong stopped what she was doing and looked at Jiang Chen.
"I was chatting with your aunt this morning. She said that one of her relatives' children did not do well in the college entrance examination last year. In the end, she couldn't think of anything and jumped off the building. Mom will not allow you to do this."
As she spoke, she wiped the water off her hands and patted Jiang Chen's face.
"Go back and play, and study hard tomorrow, got it?"
"Um……"
Jiang Chen looked at the wrinkled hand, feeling a little touched in his heart.
Mom's hands are beautiful.
When she was a child, she would always pick up a small shiny candy bar with her slender fingers and put it in her mouth.
But now...
"Mom, I won't let you do this kind of drudgery again."
Hearing this, Sun Yuhong couldn't help laughing.
"Silly boy, mom is not raising you for your little money. You have money to spend on yourself, while mom spends your dad's money."
"Spend my dad's money?"
Jiang Chen was stunned.
"Didn't he give you all the money?"
Sun Yuhong laughed.
"No way. This old guy is very clever. When he went to the construction site to sell lunch boxes, he secretly saved a small treasury and pretended that I didn't know about it. He kept it all under the drawer in the big wardrobe."
"Then you don't care?" When Jiang Chen heard this, he couldn't help but feel excited as he was worried about the start-up funds.
"Forget it, forget it, you will know when you grow up. As a man, you must smoke and drink. It is not good to hold on to money too much. Besides, Mom has nothing to buy recently, so let him go."
Jiang Chen nodded thoughtfully.
"Son, let's go, let's go home quickly."
Sun Yuhong chased her child, Jiang Chen could only nod his head and said.
"Then I'll go back first."
"go Go."
When Jiang Chen arrived at the door, he met Father Jiang who had just arrived at the restaurant.
Jiang Zhiwei walked awkwardly and smelled of alcohol. At first glance, he looked like he had just returned from drinking.
I don’t know what dad thinks. He obviously owns a restaurant and is always willing to go out to drink.
Jiang Chen went over and gave his father a hug regardless of the smell of alcohol on Jiang Zhiwei's body.
"Dad, you worked hard!"
This move made Jiang Zhiwei, who was a little drunk, confused and stared at his son's leaving back in a daze.
Is the sun coming out in the west?
Jiang Zhiwei wanted to ask his wife Jiang Chen why he was so abnormal today.
As soon as she walked to the kitchen, before she could say anything, she saw Sun Yuhong put the basin on the pool and said coldly.
"What are you looking at? Come over and wash the vegetables. Our son knows how to help. You are a grown man and you are not as good as our son?"
"I...wife, I just came back..." Jiang Zhiwei drank a little too much and was shaking a little.
Sun Yuhong became angry when she smelled the strong smell of alcohol on Jiang Zhiwei's body.
"Then don't go drinking next time. Work honestly in the restaurant. Buy so many dishes and let me wash them by myself. Do you want to tire me out?"
"Hey, hey, don't be like this, honey, I'll wash it, can't you do it if I wash it?"
When Jiang Zhiwei heard the ban, he immediately wilted and went over to wash the vegetables.
"Don't move yet."
With a cold face, Sun Yuhong scooped a spoonful of soup for Jiang Zhiwei from the casserole on the stove.
"Drink the hangover soup. If you're drunk, don't vomit in the basin."
"Hey, okay, okay."
Jiang Zhiwei took the hot soup bowl and drank the soup without forgetting to compliment him.
"My wife still knows how to love others."
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The first thing Jiang Chen did when he returned home was to follow Sun Yuhong's prompts and find a passbook from under the drawer of the wardrobe.
I took a look at the number above and saw that there were more than 46,000 in it.
He glanced at the deposit and withdrawal dates on the bankbook.
Dad Jiang saves money about once every six months, and the last time he saved money was three days ago.
He silently stuffed the bankbook into his inner pocket and thought to himself.
Dad, smoking and drinking are harmful to your health.
My son will keep this money for you and will pay it back to you when you become sensible.
After putting the bankbook away, Jiang Chen went to take a bath again.
Lying on the bed after taking a shower, thinking of his mother's hands, he became more and more aware of the urgency of making money.
The storm only lasts for a while. If you don't take advantage of this moment to enter with a ticket, you will have to be cut off by the successful instructors in the future.
Making money is always like this, those who enter the market quickly eat meat, those who enter the market slowly drink soup, and those who hesitate before and after are cut off.
They all have bright futures.
Jiang Chen took out the design template provided by Han Yutong.
Perhaps considering that she has already entered autumn, Mother Han designs autumn and winter styles that are more warm.
In addition to skirts and sweaters, they even designed two sets of down jackets, one in light pink and one in off-white.
It's great to have a mother who is a fashion designer. You don't have to wear high-end products like ordinary people, and you can still get factory direct sales prices.
When getting along with Han Yutong, Jiang Chen knew a little bit about the clothing industry.
In the past, he often saw clothes sold for hundreds of yuan worth fifty-eight yuan when a manufacturer went bankrupt. He thought to himself that it was no wonder that the manufacturer was going to go bankrupt and would sell the clothes so cheaply in order to recoup the cost.
Later, when I talked about this matter with Han Yutong, I heard the other party say it happily.
"Fool, you are really stupid as a businessman. You can make money as long as you sell clothes. The only difference is that you make more or less."
Later, Han Yutong also taught him about the profits of clothes, which stunned him who didn't know the inside story of the industry.
A piece of clothing costs 20 or 30 yuan, and if it is resold in a physical store, it can be sold for 120 yuan and sold for takeout. Even if the price is reduced to 70 or 80 yuan, it is still a huge profit.
Marketing methods such as factory closures and full sales are even more common. The clothing store that was about to close down before was closed down and sold off every year, and it later became a meme.
If it hadn't been for the rise of online shopping, Han Yutong and I would have gone back to our hometown to open a clothing store.
Of course, it's not too late.
