Ping'an County is not that big, and even with the blessing of a motorcycle, it took a lot of time to visit it all, because even though the little girl is seven years old, she has also given full play to her female shopping talent, whether it is a stall or a store. She wants to go see it.
Xu San bought some pastries and snacks for the little girl. The little girl used the money she earned to buy a roast chicken and a bottle of soju. When paying, Xu San saw that the little girl was very reluctant to leave, but he did not do it. Pay on your behalf.
Because making and spending money is a process of growing up, even if Xu San doesn't have to guide her, the little girl can understand the hard work of making money and how she can't help but spend money. After buying the things, the little girl packed up the remaining dime, then put on a wealthy look and said, "I'll treat you and mother to dinner tonight."
Looking at the little girl's appearance, Xu San felt relieved because the price of wine was a little more expensive than chicken.
Sure enough, the pain was not in vain, it was just a small cotton-padded jacket.
The beautiful Xu San took the little girl back to her yard.
The little girl jumped out of the car skillfully, then climbed up the wall skillfully, and then shouted loudly, "Mom, help pick it up."
Not long after, there was a rustling sound from the other side of the courtyard wall, and then I heard Ma Cuilan complaining, saying that the little girl refused to leave the door and insisted on climbing over the wall.
The little girl climbed over the courtyard wall with a smile and climbed down her own ladder.
After landing, the little girl shouted: "Uncle, hurry up."
After hearing Xu San's promise, she went back to the house to help her mother.
As evening approached, in Ma's courtyard, Xu San, Ma Cuilan, and the little girl were sitting around a small table like a family of three, preparing to eat.
There was a roast chicken, a plate of peanuts, and two plates of green vegetables on the table, both meat and vegetables, which was quite rich.
In the midsummer evening, it is slightly cool, and the breeze blows away the heat of the day, making it refreshing and pleasant.
After the hustle and bustle has dissipated, the birds and insects are chirping quietly, and the vegetables grown in the yard have a unique flavor.
The little girl prepared an extra wine glass today, which was for her mother, because during her days as a shopkeeper, she often heard that wine and meat are a good life, so she wanted her mother to drink some too.
After filling Xu San's glass of wine, she sat next to her mother and said, "Mom, do you know who bought this chicken?"
"Who bought it? Of course it was your Uncle Xu who bought it." Ma Cuilan said.
"No, let me tell you, I bought this chicken?"
"Did you buy it? You kid, where did you get the money?" Ma Cuilan seemed to have thought of something, and then asked sharply: "Didn't you touch the money on the cabinet?"
"No, Uncle Xu said that although the money looks the same, it must be separated for what it is used for. It cannot be misappropriated at will. If it is misappropriated, it must be recorded. The money for buying chickens today is the commission given to me by Uncle Xu, which is sixty-five cents. Here!" the little girl explained matter-of-factly.
"Then the money Uncle Xu gave you was recorded?" Ma Cuilan continued to ask.
"No! Make up for it tomorrow!"
"Spending money indiscriminately, do you know how expensive chicken is?" Ma Cuilan said with some annoyance as she looked at the roasted chicken.
"I know." The little girl said with a pained face, "Twenty-three cents."
"You spend money indiscriminately when you know it's expensive. Do you know how much an ordinary family can earn in a month?" Ma Cuilan's tone was a bit harsh. After years of diligence and frugality in housekeeping, she couldn't bear to see the little girl being so wasteful. Although her business has been good in the past few months, It was not a new year or a festival, so she was eating roast chicken, which still made her feel very distressed.
The little girl shook her head, "I don't know, but I made sixty-five cents. This is my first time making money."
"When you make money, you should save it and not spend it randomly! And you..." Ma Cuilan said and stared at Xu San: "You are too spoiled to her. She spends money randomly. Why don't you do it?" No matter what the point is. Also, the commission you mentioned, I thought you were using it to stimulate her learning, but I didn’t expect you to actually do it for real. Does she, a child, know what commission is?"
"Withdrawal means dividing money, 5% means dividing one dollar into one hundred parts..."
"Adults speak, children don't interrupt..."
The little girl was just about to teach her mother about the new knowledge she had learned today, but she was interrupted by her mother before she could finish her sentence. In addition, she had just scolded her a few times, which made her originally happy mood become aggrieved, and she ran to Xu San's side. Climbing into his arms, she began to wipe her tears, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. I’ll leave it to you when I get back, woo woo woo.”
Xu San gently patted the little girl's back, "Don't cry. Your mother didn't know that the roast chicken was specially sold to her. You didn't tell her, so she thought you were spending money randomly."
The little girl sniffed, raised her head and asked, "Really?"
"Really? You go and tear off a chicken drumstick and put it into your mother's mouth." Xu San helped the little girl up and pushed her on the back.
The little girl took advantage of the situation and took a few steps forward. She stretched out her hand and tore off a drumstick from the roasted chicken. Then she walked to Ma Cuilan and put the drumstick to her mouth. "Mom, I can also make money. This roasted chicken is I bought it specially for you, take a bite and don’t be angry.”
Seeing the apologetic and aggrieved little girl, her heart softened.
She knew how much effort the little girl put in to settle the wrong accounts. She couldn't bear to use the scratch paper, so she practiced on the ground with branches. If she didn't memorize the multiplication formulas well, she would secretly recite them at night. There were even days when she talked in her sleep all about multiplication formulas. .
Two months of hard work finally paid off. Today she finally made money, and the first thing she thought of when she made money was herself.
As her daughter grew up, Ma Cuilan felt a little unspeakably melancholy. She gently tore a piece of meat from the chicken leg, and then a tear fell from the corner of her eye.
The little girl stretched out her hand to wipe it, "Mom, all the money I earn from now on will be given to you. I won't spend it carelessly."
With tears in her eyes, Ma Cuilan smiled slightly, then tore off a chicken wing from the roasted chicken, "This is for you. Mom didn't know just now, but she wrongly blamed you."
The little girl took the chicken wings, swallowed her saliva, and then put them on the plate again, "Mom, I bought this for you, I won't eat it."
Looking at the wine on the table, Ma Cuilan asked curiously: "Did you also use the money you earned to buy that bottle of wine for Uncle Xu?"
"yes!"
"How much?"
"Twenty-five cents!" the little girl replied without any thought.
Ma Cuilan nodded, then looked at Xu San with a strange look, and then looked at the little girl next to her.
With just a simple look, Xu San felt that there seemed to be a sour smell in the air.
Xu San, who felt that the situation seemed a little bad, quickly said, "Xiao Meizi, today is the first time you have made money with your own labor. We should celebrate and quickly pour your mother a glass of wine."
"Oh~" the little girl agreed, then held the wine bottle and poured Ma Cuilan a glass of wine.
After seeing the little girl filling up the wine, Ma Cuilan asked: "Mei Zi, do you want to kiss me from my mother, or from my uncle Xu?"
"Kiss them all!" the little girl replied politely.
"No, I can only choose one." Ma Cuilan continued to ask.
The little girl frowned and thought for a moment, "Well...it used to be my mother's kiss."
Hearing the little girl's words, Ma Cuilan's face instantly turned a little ugly.
"Now it's still my mother's kiss, Uncle Xu's second kiss!"
"Huh~" Xu San breathed out. Fortunately, the little girl didn't talk nonsense, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
