struggle in a small town

Chapter 32 Let Xiaoyuan go with you
Zhang Xuejiao did have a good dream.

In the dream, she was back to the year when she was 8 years old. When Lin Zhiyuan scolded her for being stupid than a pig, she simply fought back and pushed him to the ground with the explosive hammer.

Especially Lin Zhiyuan's screams were pleasant to the ear.

Even though it was a dream, when she woke up, she still felt refreshed.

It's a pity, now that both of them have grown up, it's not realistic to find an excuse to beat him.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, Zhang Xuejiao went to the store after eating two bites in a hurry.

Years ago was a good time for business, so business opportunities should not be wasted.

Lin Zhiyuan also got up early, and followed his mother to the supermarket for big purchases after breakfast.

Chinese New Year is almost here, even though there are plenty of supplies and you can buy things at any time, it is still the habit of every ordinary people to prepare New Year's goods.

And today is Sunday, and at a glance, the supermarket is full of heads, as if there is no money for the things on the shelves, and they go down like crazy.

Lin Zhiyuan pushed the shopping cart and walked beside Song Xiuni, listening to her chatter while trying to avoid customers.

"I discussed it with your father. Once the salary is paid on the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, everyone will go back early to prepare and have a solid year."

Lin Zhiyuan took out his mobile phone and looked at the calendar. Tomorrow is the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, and it will be a new year.

In the past, he always came in on New Year's Eve, and he didn't know what to prepare for the remaining few days at home.

Do you need a general cleaning?

Walking to the candy section, Song Xiuni pulled the bag: "Help me open it."

Lin Zhiyuan parked the shopping cart aside, helped to open the bag, and watched Song Xiuni fill it with lobster crisps.

Soon the bag was full.

Lin Zhiyuan weighed the weight: "I bought so much? Can I finish it?"

"Huifang likes to eat, so give her half."

When Lin Zhiyuan heard that his future mother-in-law liked it, he suddenly felt less: "Isn't that enough? Xiaoxue has a lot of family."

"It is said that after marrying a daughter-in-law, one forgets one's mother"

How dare Lin Zhiyuan let her finish?
"Mom~"

Song Xiuni glared at him, then pulled another bag: "Speak less and work more."

Lin Zhiyuan wisely chose to shut up.

Song Xiuni picked up expensive candies and filled them into two bags. This time, there are more patterns in them, fruit candies, milk candies, chocolates, everything in disorder.

When the two came out of the supermarket, they each carried two of the largest plastic bags, and they were full.

Song Xiuni looked at the tall building diagonally opposite: "Xiaoxue lives in the building behind."

Lin Zhiyuan looked up, and the word Dongfeng Lvyuan was very conspicuous.

Thinking about the place she rented, Zhang Xuejiao was right, it was indeed not far away.

Song Xiuni couldn't help nagging: "Xiaoxue bought a house by herself. If the two of you get married tomorrow, you can't live with her, right? It's ugly!"

Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing: "Mom, you haven't written your horoscope yet, you're thinking too early."

Song Xiuni took a few steps forward, shaking the shopping bag in her hand: "If you don't want to buy a house, you have to buy a car, right? Look at how heavy it is."

Lin Zhiyuan did not refute this time.

I really should buy a car, and it will be convenient to go out in the future.

And after the new year, I can't be idle all the time. After a few months of rest, I have to do something.

Busy time always flies by.

Looking at the sparse clothes on the shelves, Zhang Xuejiao was very annoyed. If she knew the business was so good, she should have bought more.

As it is now, when customers come in and see that there are not many styles, they must turn their heads and leave.

There are still three days before the Chinese New Year, and many people have not yet had a holiday, so they will definitely sell again.

It's not that the boss doesn't worry about it, Zuo Ting happily looks forward to celebrating the new year quickly, so that she can have fun at home for a few days.

Zhang Xuejiao stood at the door of the store, watching the neighbors all busy greeting customers, but her own store was empty, wondering if she should go in again?

If you take less, you can dispose of it at a low price even after the Chinese New Year is over.

Well, just do it.

Zhang Xuejiao walked back to the store, planning to call Zhang Jianguo and borrow a van from him.

The logistics companies are basically on holiday, and the selected goods must be taken away by themselves, otherwise they can only wait until the next year to send them. If the opportunity is missed, there is nowhere to cry.

Just as she took out her mobile phone, Zuo Ting's voice came from behind her: "Aunt Song is here."

Zhang Xuejiao turned around quickly and saw Song Xiuni and Lin Zhiyuan standing at the door of the store.

Song Xiuni smiled and praised Zuo Ting: "Oh, Tingting has become more beautiful, are you in love?"

"Auntie, I'm still young."

Zuo Ting ran into the shop shyly.

Zhang Xuejiao walked over to say hello: "Auntie, Brother Lin."

Lin Zhiyuan looked at the signboard above the store door. On the dark blue bottom plate, there was only the lonely word "Snow". It was not known what material it was made of. It was crystal clear and had a warm feeling.

Song Xiuni looked around the shelves: "The sales are pretty good."

"Miscalculated." Zhang Xuejiao said with a bitter face, "The goods are less, so how much business will be delayed."

Lin Zhiyuan moved his gaze to her face.

I haven't seen her for a few days, and she seems to have lost some weight. It seems that she is really busy.

Song Xiuni comforted: "Take a rest when they're sold out, it's the Chinese New Year."

"Ah."

Zhang Xuejiao agreed with her mouth, but she was thinking in her heart that she had to buy the goods tomorrow, otherwise she would suffer a big loss.

Lin Zhiyuan thought of her nature as a money fan, and suggested: "Xi'an is not far from here, so you can make another trip."

Zhang Xuejiao was caught by what he said, and she had a subtle feeling that this guy knows me quite well.

Song Xiuni's eyes lit up: "It's cold, and the dawn is late, let Xiaoyuan go with you, so we can take care of each other."

"No need." Zhang Xuejiao quickly refused: "I can do it alone, I know the way."

How could Lin Zhiyuan give up such a good opportunity?
"Idle is idle, and it happens that I can learn a lot from you."

"It's really not necessary!"

Zhang Xuejiao's head is getting bigger.

Going to the wholesale market to buy goods is not just for fun.

There were so many people that there was no place to bend down to pick up the shoes when they were squeezed out.

And good styles need to be grabbed. The scene is like begging for food in a famine year. Don't squeeze your life forward.

Lin Zhiyuan grasped her weakness: "The business was good a year ago, and there must have been a lot of people replenishing the goods. I can't do anything else. It's okay to look at things for you."

Zhang Xuejiao hesitated.

This time is indeed different from before, and the goods need to be taken away on the spot.

If she was the only one, it would take a lot of time to go back and forth between the mall and the car.

If Lin Zhiyuan went, at least he could help guard the goods.

Seeing her move, Lin Zhiyuan added another rage: "I'll borrow a van, so I don't need to take the train."

"My family has a van."

"Then I can be the driver."

After a few words, Zhang Xuejiao was dragged in and promised to let Lin Zhiyuan go with her.

Song Xiuni was overjoyed, and stretched out her hand to hold Zhang Xuejiao's arm: "I will lend you half an hour to pick out a New Year's dress for auntie."

"Okay."

Zhang Xuejiao led the two of them around the mall, not only choosing clothes for Song Xiuni, but also for Lin Aimin and Lin Zhiyuan.

Lin Zhiyuan was carrying big and small bags, looked at the two women walking in front, and thought that if Xiaoxue really became his wife in the future, at least the eternal problem of conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law would not appear in his home.

He thought further and further, and even thought of the child's name in the future.

The boy's name is Lin Wangshu.

For girls, Lin Shuran is not bad.

After shopping, he made an appointment with Zhang Xuejiao to meet at five o'clock tomorrow morning, bid farewell to Song Xiuni and left.

Originally, he wanted to invite Zhang Xuejiao to dinner, but he was afraid of causing her resentment, so he gave up.

But, tomorrow the two of them can have three meals together.

(End of this chapter)