Raise your wife to be the richest man

Chapter 33 You are more important [seeking further reading, monthly pass]

The rain is still falling.

In the morning, when Song Ci went out, he saw Tang Shi sitting on the eaves. She was sitting on the bench with her knees on her lap, her face propped up, watching the heavy rain that never stopped in the sky.

There was a little more sadness on the pretty face.

Song Ci looked at the sky, then at the green plants, and probably knew what she was worried about.

"Going to work?" Tang Shi asked before Song Ci had time to speak.

Nodding, Song Ci pointed to the sky: "It will stop the day after tomorrow, and it will be considered a vacation."

Knowing what Song Ci meant, Tang Shi nodded with a smile, but the smile couldn't cover up the remaining two points of melancholy.

To other people, rain means rain, but to Tang Shi, it means no way to make money.

Neither clothes nor green plants can be sold, which means that her income is cut off, which is a big deal for her.

"It's okay, don't comfort me, I'm not in such a hurry these few days." Tang Shi replied.

Song Ci thought for a while, nodded, opened the umbrella, and went to work.

When the courtyard door was closed, Tang Shi was still looking at him amidst the creaking sound of the iron gate.

For a moment, Song Ci felt that he didn't want to go to the company anymore. Looking at the reluctance in Tang Shi's piercing eyes, Song Ci felt that she was like a left-behind child.

It's just that she can't be the same as those children, saying that you can't leave.

Mr. Tang is an adult now.

Song Ci held an umbrella and opened his mouth slightly, Tang Shi smiled and waved to him.

The smile is still so healing, and Song Ci likes it, the way he squints his eyes when he smiles.

However, Song Ci felt that he felt sorry for her.

Thinking about the things in his mind, Song Ci still closed the door and waved away.

Tang Shi didn't look up at the sky until he couldn't see his back, and continued to be in a daze, thinking silently in her heart that Master Rain God would leave a way for the little girl to survive.

She is also a person who doesn't usually burn incense, and when encountering such a thing, she will hold her feet temporarily.

But Master Yushen didn't give her face, instead it rained even harder.

Tang Shi gritted her teeth, opened her wallet with her mobile phone, and silently added some numbers.

In the end, she got a number of 28500. After looking at it for a long time, she felt that she was nothing.

The thought at that moment was also dispelled by the obvious beginning of the amount.

"Sure enough, I don't have any great prospects in this life." Tang Shi put the phone back in her pocket and muttered to herself.

The tone was a little helpless, a little lost, and a little resigned to fate. These emotions suppressed those unwillingness and courage.

She was also a top-notch woman in the world, but she was beaten up and down again and again, which dissipated those ambitions and shattered those fantasies.

Being full of hope for the future is not exclusive to boys, and girls are not just looking forward to marrying so-and-so, they also have dreams.

Tang Shi's dream, from the beginning of making a lot of money, gradually turned into making a lot of money, and then turned into making money now.

Occasionally, it becomes not enough to earn too little, and it will not be enough to spend.

After all, she also discovered that she is a village girl, and those thoughts of getting ahead are very naive.

When she came out that year, she was still in a poor family, so in Tang poetry that year, she only wanted to stand out from others.

In fact, what she has done is good enough, at least few people do it, sending tens of thousands, 10,000+ money to her family every year.

She has sent more than 20 yuan home in bits and pieces since she started working until now.

This is why she herself has less than [-].

Some people are not free because the mud has sunk to their knees, and what they want is to stop sinking. Walking is a luxury.

Playing with the orchid in front of her eyes, Tang Shi felt that in the past few years, she had left nothing to the city, and the city had not left much to her.

But she is still grateful, at least gave her a chance to make money, gave her the space to live.

"Cheer up, and when the rain stops, go set up a stall to make money." Tang Shi encouraged herself.

The courtyard door was closed by Song Ci, and opened again with a creaking sound. Holding a transparent umbrella and carrying a hot breakfast, Song Ci came back again.

He shook the breakfast and gave Tang Shi a bright smile.

Seeing him laughing while carrying his breakfast, Tang Shi didn't know why, but suddenly felt that the sky that was raining heavily seemed to suddenly clear up.

The courage that dissipated suddenly ran back into the body in an instant.

Some are like deflated balloons that have been filled with air and begin to inflate.

"Aren't you surprised?" Song Ci went to her and sat down: "I know you're in a hurry, but you can't skip breakfast. I bought mutton noodles."

It's still the same one, she likes the mutton powder, but it contains her favorite noodles.

"Hey, garlic." Song Ci put down the small bag.

Noticing that it was already peeled garlic, Tang Shi looked up at Song Ci, smiling softly, with a touch of emotion on his face.

Song Ci was also carrying a bowl of noodles, and sat on a chair with her, watching the rain pouring down the noodles.

At this moment, Song Ci felt that romance is actually a very simple thing, it's not that complicated, it's just very simple.

"Why are you back all of a sudden?" Tang Shi asked him after taking a sip of the mutton soup.

"You are more important than work." Song Ci said.

Tang Shi was stunned.

The face was clearly rosy, and there were evasive eyes. He lowered his head and ate the powder. The habit of gulping has also become a small stutter.

She was not used to Song Ci's provocations like this, it was like the strings in her heart, they were played messily in an instant.

Her heartbeat quickened because of his words, and Tang Shi couldn't control it at all.

She admitted that it was unexpected for Song Ci to come back, and it was also unexpected for Song Ci to bring her breakfast, and it was unexpected for Song Ci to say this.

Like an unexpected surprise, but also like a delicious candy in a bland packaging.

"Thank you, the noodles are delicious, um, and garlic." Tang Shi didn't know how to answer Song Ci's words, so she had to say thank you.

If it were Liu Piaopiao, she might be able to answer more cleverly, but she couldn't, and she couldn't learn it.

She felt that she was a little stupid, and she couldn't speak well, so she was only concerned about her shyness, her rapid heartbeat, and the numbness of electric shock.

"Come back to dinner with you in the evening, if you are bored, just send me a message." Song Ci replied with a smile: "Our work is easy."

Tang Shi nodded.

Song Ci finished eating, but she didn't finish eating, which was very different from usual.

Looking at the time on his watch, Song Ci said helplessly, "See you tonight, Mr. Tang, don't be so sad!"

"Okay, see you tonight." Tang Shi nodded and replied.

Song Ci left again.

The iron door creaked shut again.

He was going in and out, and he probably didn't know how much he disturbed the girl's heart.

It's just that the remaining half of the bowl of noodles was steaming and held in her hand, the warmth conveyed seemed to reach her heart.

Taking a sip of the powdery Tang Shi, he took a sip of the soup, narrowed his eyes, and smiled in an exceptionally gentle and healing way, as if he had been tainted by someone's sunshine.

small street.

Song Ci, who hailed a taxi at the door, looked at the street that was getting farther and farther away, and let out a breath while leaning on the car chair.

"If there is someone you are reluctant to part with, you should accompany them more, whether it is a child, wife, parents, or a partner."

When Song Ci looked in the rearview mirror, the driver said this.

It makes sense, but Song Ci felt that he had done nothing.

Holding the mobile phone, I looked at the call records and chat records, and it was still a long time ago.

"Brother has great insight."

"I've seen it a lot, and I know it. The main reason is that people with your expression and eyes are reluctant to part with it." The driver replied.

In their line of work, there are many old stories, and they have also seen many impromptu stories.

"Treasure the people in front of you." The driver smiled, seeing that Song Ci didn't answer, and added: "I'm a bit talkative, brother forgive me."

Shaking his head, Song Ci didn't have any objection, he just thought he was right.

Chatting with the driver along the way, he rushed downstairs to the company on a rainy day, and when he got out of the car, Song Ci even gave him a few extra dollars to make up the whole thing.

Just take it as listening to the truth and pay some tuition fees. Many of the truths are people's experience and perception.

When entering the company's gate, Song Ci looked back at the heavy rain in the sky, and suddenly felt that he didn't like rainy days.

It just didn't come, and I hope it will be sunny today.

Probably, only on sunny days can one see the happy smile of a small money fan, on rainy days one can only see her sorrow, and Song Ci doesn't want her to be sad.

(End of this chapter)