Wearing books and sweet pets: the richest couple in the 80s

Chapter 203 Dad Has Always Been There

Yang Wenlian pondered over He Wanqing's words carefully, and quite agreed with her.

In the past two months, she has been making clothes for others. Even though the styles of the clothes are all designed by He Wanqing, she still has to deal with customers.

At first, she was not used to communicating with customers.

Especially when customers questioned the clothes, she was always frightened, fearing that the customers would directly cancel the business because they were dissatisfied with her.

After watching a lot of He Wanqing's communication with the guests, she found that many things seemed not so difficult.

In recent times, she has taken the initiative to discuss the style and color of clothes with customers.

Occasionally, she boldly made a suggestion, but instead of refusing it, the guest praised her for her vision.

All of this has invisibly boosted her self-confidence.

Even if she is like this, then Liu Dandan, who directly faces so many customers every day, is afraid that her temper will become more tenacious.

No wonder the whole person seems to have been reborn.

"Wow, Aunt Liu is so generous, she even gave ten yuan as lucky money!"

In the living room, there were voices of mixed surprise from the two soldiers.

Then the two little ones also screamed again and again.

Sanmin held a big unity card and ran to the door of the kitchen, blinking his big eyes.

"Mom, big sister, Sanmin got rich!"

"Get rich" is something that He Wanqing often talks about. Every time she gives them pocket money, she will tease them, saying that they are getting rich again.

Sanmin followed suit. Every time he got money, he would say that he was rich.

Yang Wenlian was startled.

"Why did she give the child so much money? It's not going to work. You have to return it to her quickly!"

In this day and age, not many children can get lucky money during the Chinese New Year. Even if they can get it, it is mostly a few cents, but it is just a way to win.

It's really a big deal to give ten yuan as lucky money all at once.

He Wanqing smiled and said: "Mom, since Aunt Liu gave it, she won't take it back.

But it doesn't matter, let's take our younger siblings to Linjiang County to see her in the next year, and just bring her something more. "

Yang Wenlian thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

Since she came to the door on New Year's Eve, it's good to walk around as a relative.

Sanmin stood on tiptoe and handed ten yuan to He Wanqing as if offering a treasure.

"Sister, this is Sanmin's money, you help Sanmin to collect it."

"Okay! Big sister will help you put it away!"

At the beginning, the pocket money that He Wanqing distributed to several children were kept by themselves.

But Er Bing, that brat, spent all his pocket money and didn't dare to ask He Wanqing again, so he tried to get someone else's.

Dajun didn't dare to calculate, Xiaoman was too smart to be fooled by him.

Only Sanmin is a simpleton, whose pocket money was cheated by the second soldier.

Later, He Wanqing found out about this by accident, and began to collect pocket money for Sanmin, which completely broke the second soldier's little thoughts.

"Mom! I want to go out and buy fireworks. I want to set off fireworks this year!"

The second soldier was so happy that he grinned foolishly, holding ten yuan and grinning from ear to ear.

"no!"

Yang Wenlian, who has always been responsive to children's requests, categorically rejected the request of the second soldier.

The second soldier suddenly collapsed, "Why not?"

Yang Wenlian kept a sullen face and said nothing, but the army who had been burning the fire under the stove stood up straight and stared at the second soldier.

"Did you forget that our dad has only been away for less than a year, and you can't wait to set off fireworks to celebrate!"

The second soldier was suddenly dumbfounded.

After a while, he slapped himself hard, walked into the kitchen silently, and helped He Wan clean the dishes.

Yang Wenlian's eye sockets turned red all of a sudden.

Sanmin looked at this, then at that, and suddenly held his mouth shut and said, "Mom, I miss Dad, it's Chinese New Year, why hasn't Dad come back?"

Yang Wenlian couldn't help but shed tears.

When she cried, Sanmin also burst into tears.

The second soldier pursed his lips and vigorously rubbed the pumpkin in the basin, as if he wanted to peel off a layer of skin from the pumpkin.

Xiao Man walked over with tears in his eyes, and hugged Sanmin who was crying loudly, crying uncontrollably.

Dajun kept silent, squatted down and continued to fill the stove with firewood, but secretly wiped his cheeks from time to time.

The originally happy Chinese New Year atmosphere at home suddenly disappeared, and the kitchen was full of sobs.

He Wanqing wiped away the tears from her cheeks, opened her arms, and hugged the two little ones into her arms.

"Don't cry, Dad didn't leave us, he just went to work in a place far, far away. Sanmin's food, clothing, and pocket money are all earned by Dad's work."

Sanmin's bright eyes filled with tears.

"Those Sanmin eat less, don't wear new clothes, and don't need pocket money. Will Dad be able to come back?"

He Wanqing shook her head.

"Of course not, our whole family has to eat, and if Dad doesn't work, we will starve to death.

Dad loves us very much, he doesn't want us to have a bad life, and he doesn't want us to be unhappy. "

Sanmin was too young to understand the deep meaning of He Wanqing's words, but she didn't want to make the eldest sister angry, so her crying was much quieter.

He Wanqing sighed deeply.

Sanmin is usually very well-behaved, has a very cheerful temper, and likes to act coquettishly.

He Wanqing always felt that Lu Zhenhua's death should leave the least sadness in his heart.

Unexpectedly, he always remembered his father in his heart.

He is like this, let alone a few big ones.

As for Yang Wenlian, she is Lu Zhenhua's wife, and the pain of losing her husband in middle age may leave the deepest wound on her heart.

In the past six months, everyone tacitly did not mention this topic, but buried their sadness in their hearts.

He Wanqing wiped away the tears from the faces of the two Xiaotuanzi and rubbed Sanmin's little head.

"Sanmin, go, play a tune for everyone, just play the one my sister taught you a few days ago."

Sanmin raised his head, "Sister, can dad hear me?"

He Wanqing nodded heavily.

"Yes, of course."

Sanmin always believed in He Wanqing's words. He took out the harmonica from his pocket, wiped it delicately, put it on his lips, and played cheerful music.

"Tink tink, tink tink, tinkle bell..."

He Wanqing sang in a low voice accompanied by the relaxed and melodious piano sound.

Erbing and Xiaoman were gradually infected by the sound of the piano, and hummed along with the tune in a low voice.

The army filled the stove, holding a fire stick in his right hand, and gently hitting the ground with the melody.

Yang Wenlian looked at the children with teary eyes.

They sang softly, as if they were sending New Year's blessings to their deceased husband, wishing him peace and happiness in another world.

God was cruel to her, making her a widow at a young age, which once made her feel that she couldn't bear it anymore.

Fortunately, she has so many such good children, who are filial and sensible, so she feels that life is not so difficult.

She needs to be strong, and she can't be so weak anymore. After her husband is gone, she has to support the children.

Instead of letting the children find ways to comfort her.

She smiled and wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and clapped her hands gently to sing along.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells, how fun we are skiing, we're on the sledge..."

(End of this chapter)