Sunday, November 4, noon.
Jiang Chen sat in the room and wrote.
There is the sound of a range hood outside.
This will be Jiang Chen's second boring Sunday.
He missed the Sundays he spent tutoring with his second daughter.
So fucking cool.
Fortunately, this boring Sunday will be over soon.
Han Yutong made an appointment to meet next Sunday.
Jiang Chen wasn't stupid either. Looking at Han Yutong's determined expression, he knew with his toes that the little girl had already prepared a birthday gift for him.
As a netizen who fought side by side, Jiang Chen could naturally recite Han Yutong's ID number.
In turn, Han Yutong knew his ID number very well.
He hasn't been allowed to come for the past two weeks, so he might be preparing gifts.
I don’t know what that stupid girl can give him then...
Mouse, graphics card, laptop.
This was a birthday gift from her in her previous life.
Maybe a mouse?
Jiang Chen thought.
Lin Shirou also made an appointment for next Sunday, in the afternoon, at Peninsula Coffee.
In fact, Jiang Chen was thinking about whether to make some innuendo and say that his birthday is also next Sunday.
But considering that Lin Shirou had to prepare a gift for him after finding out, it would definitely be troublesome, so she thought about it and let it go.
Let her rest more.
Just when he was about to continue reading, there was a knock on the door outside the house.
"Son, is your birthday coming next Sunday?"
"Yes, Mom."
"what do you want to eat?"
Sun Yuhong put aside the book Jiang Chen was reading and said somewhat reproachfully.
"It's Sunday, let's take a rest."
"Just eat whatever you want."
Jiang Chen was always obedient in front of Sun's mother, sitting upright with his hands on his knees.
In fact, he doesn't care that much about his birthday. If someone remembers it, he will be very happy.
It’s okay if you don’t remember, don’t disturb each other.
"Your dad said he would take you to eat something good without letting mom do it. I think that's okay, kid, what do you think?"
"Listen to you."
Sun Yuhong nodded, walked to Jiang Chen who was sitting, and stared at his face with a smile on his face.
"Mom?" Jiang Chen looked at Sun Yuhong, wondering what she was going to do.
She reached out and held Jiang Chen's face, her eyes flickered, and she sighed:
"My child, after this birthday, will you be eighteen?"
"Yeah, what's wrong...Mom?" Jiang Chen was stunned, looked at the glimmer in Sun Yuhong's eyes, and asked hurriedly.
"Nothing, mom is menopausal."
Sun Yuhong shook her head and touched Jiang Chen's face with a smile on her lips.
"In a blink of an eye, you will be an adult and no longer a child. When you go to college, your mother will no longer be able to cook for you every day..."
"Who said that even if I am eighty years old, I will still eat my mother's cooking? I will always be my mother's child!"
"Yes, forever my mother's child... my mother's baby..."
Sun Yuhong stretched out her arms and was just about to hold Jiang Chen in her arms when the door of the room was pushed open with a sound.
Father Jiang, who was wearing an apron, entered the room, looked at the scene of deep love between mother and son, and scratched his head.
"Um... where the hell did you put the salt?"
…
"Child, go home and study. This job is not suitable for you."
Hearing the boss's words, Lin Shirou sighed softly.
It's not easy to find a part-time job.
At Peninsula Coffee, they were really short of manpower, so they asked her to improvise.
After hiring a new waiter, they also declined her.
The money for part-time jobs is not much, ranging from ten yuan to eight yuan an hour.
How can we collect enough if this continues...
She got up early and found no one willing to take her part-time job after nine o'clock.
When passing by the mobile police box, Lin Shirou recalled the 100 yuan she had handed over before.
Maybe if I had taken this hundred yuan, I wouldn't be so embarrassed.
Lin Shirou thought so and knocked on the door of a cold noodle restaurant again for a strange visit.
"Hello, do you need a part-time waiter?"
"We... um..."
The proprietress of the cold noodle shop looked at Lin Shirou with some hesitation.
“There’s no shortage of waiters.”
"It doesn't matter, as long as there is something suitable for me, I can do it." Lin Shirou said when she didn't immediately tell her that there was a way.
"Then...if you insist on doing it, how about trying this?"
The landlady pointed at the barbecue grill by the window and said.
This cold noodle shop also has an additional barbecue business, and customers who eat noodles for lunch occasionally order grilled skewers.
This job is not easy to do. There is no range hood installed on the oven. It is common to be coughed and shed tears by relying on the window on the street to disperse the smoke.
"This job... what can you do? Do it for four hours, and I'll give you twenty an hour."
"Can."
Lin Shirou warmed herself by the charcoal fire of the oven.
"I love this job."
The salary is high and it's warm.
She felt it was already very good.
"Can you lend me a set of work clothes?" Lin Shirou said softly, looking down at the sweater on her body.
"no problem."
The proprietress quickly went to the kitchen and took out the barbecue clothes she usually wore, and showed her how to do it.
The meat skewers are all dressed and just need to be grilled.
The only problem was that the smoke next to the oven was too choking, and the landlady had a cold recently, so she really didn't want to go into battle by herself, so Lin Shirou's wish was granted.
At around nine o'clock, there were already many people coming to go shopping.
When I pass by a cold noodle shop and look at the beautiful girl who is concentrating on the barbecue at the window, I can't help but take a second look.
I thought I was already here, so let’s go in and have a meal.
Therefore, there were a lot of customers at noon. After Lin Shirou finished grilling the kebabs, she had to help deliver the kebabs to the tables of the diners who entered the room.
It was not until two o'clock in the afternoon that the number of diners in the noodle shop gradually decreased.
The landlady put stir-fried vegetables and steamed buns on the table and waved to her.
"Kid, thank you for your hard work. Come and have some food with us."
"No, Auntie, I still have something to do. Just give me the money and I'll leave."
Lin Shirou took off her uniform, her eyes were a little red from the smoke, as if she was about to cry at any moment.
"Thank you for your hard work, my dear. If you want to work during the winter vacation, Auntie welcomes you!"
Today's business is particularly good, and the landlady is also happy.
Seeing Lin Shirou's pitiful look, the landlady quickly took out a hundred sheets from her pocket and gave it to Lin Shirou.
"I'll give you twenty." Lin Shirou said, looking for money from her wallet.
"Take it, kid. You have worked for more than four hours today. This work is not easy. Auntie will give you one hundred."
The landlady held her hand, smiled and shook her head.
"thank you."
Lin Shirou no longer refused, put the hundred yuan in her wallet, nodded to the proprietress to thank her, and left the cold noodle shop.
The proprietress behind me also shouted: "My child, if you still want to work and save money during the winter and summer vacations, you are welcome to come to Auntie's place."
"I will, thank you."
While walking on the road, Lin Shirou was still calculating how much money would be enough.
Mother Lin was still angry with her about buying clothes, so she only gave her eighty yuan for food this week.
She also has a solution. The canteen provides unlimited rice. When eating lunch, it is enough to save some food for the evening.
This way of eating can also save more than ten yuan.
Lin Shirou planned to try her luck at a few more stores in the afternoon, but she went shopping until four o'clock and found no one willing to take her in as a part-time worker.
Sitting on a bench in the commercial street, she counted the money in her wallet and refused to let go of even a cent.
The total is... 177.3 yuan.
There are still more than 40 yuan away from the target.
Never mind, his birthday is next Sunday.
Eat less next week.
If you don't have enough money, you can work at the cold noodle restaurant next Sunday morning.
I can definitely get it together.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and secretly thanked the kind-hearted proprietress of the cold noodle restaurant for giving her an extra twenty.
It was getting late, and Lin Shirou knew it was time to go home.
But before that, she still wanted to go to the clothing store first.
Entering the clothing store, the little shopping guide who looked a little reckless came over and asked:
"Customer, are you here again?"
"Well, I'm here again." Lin Shirou nodded.
"Do you want to see scarves?" The little shopping guide obviously still remembered her and said straight to the point.
"sorry to bother you."
She led Lin Shirou all the way to the mannequin, pointed at the scarf and said.
“There’s a promotion going on in the store recently, and this scarf is on sale for 20% off.”
"Twenty percent off?" Lin Shirou's eyes fluctuated slightly.
"Yes, 20% off, let me calculate it for you..."
Just as the little shopping guide was about to turn around and go back to the counter to get the calculator, she heard Lin Shirou say.
"175 yuan 2."
"Huh? You can count so quickly?"
The little shopping guide brought a calculator and found out that it was really the price. He nodded vigorously and said.
"It's really 175 yuan."
"I bought this scarf."
Without any hesitation, Lin Shirou immediately took out the money and handed it to the little shopping guide beside her.
The little shopping guide counted the money, picked up the two small ten cent coins and handed them to Lin Shirou:
"Customer, you don't need these two cents. It's quite troublesome to record them in your account..."
However, Lin Shirou ignored the shopping guide beside her and stared at the scarf in a daze. She gently held it in her arms and murmured softly.
"That's great...I'm so lucky."
