Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Chapter 49
Ling Yue didn't receive Wang Zhaoyang's answer, and didn't care.

She was very sure that he would not be able to turn around if she asked such a question out of nowhere.

If someone else asked this question, Wang Zhaoyang lost his temper a long time ago.

Seeing Ling Yue busy up and down, Wang Zhaoyang looked at the calendar on the wall, and said to Ling Yue: "Xiaoyue, my mother will arrive tomorrow."

Ling Yue was mixing bath water for Tong Tong on the balcony, and he didn't care much when he heard his words: "Got it, will you pick it up tomorrow or should I pick it up?"

What should come will come anyway, since you can't avoid it, then face it calmly.

Anyway, in Ling Xiaoyue's memory, the two of them are rivals.

There is a small quarrel for three days, and a big quarrel for five days. Sometimes it is like drinking water and eating. The trivial things that both parties catch each other can kill the Quartet.

It's just that she's been busy these two days, so she completely forgot about it.

"Let me go, you take Tongtong at home."

Can't ask for it.

Ling Yue mixed the water and asked Tongtong to take off her clothes and go take a bath.

Tongtong took off her clothes obediently, got into the bathtub, and shouted habitually as soon as she entered the bathtub: "Dad, come and help me take a bath."

Wang Zhaoyang was about to get up, but Ling Yue stopped him.

She came to the balcony, put the soap in Tongtong's hand, and said to Tongtong: "Tongtong, you are going to preschool soon, you are already a big child, and you have to do your own things in the future, including washing your face, bathing and dressing, have you understood?"

Tong Tong was dumbfounded all of a sudden.

She looked at Ling Yue with a pair of bright eyes: "Mom, I want Dad to wash me."

Wang Zhaoyang's heart softened, and he rolled up his sleeves: "I'll do it."

"Zhaoyang, you go back. Let her sit in the bathtub if she doesn't wash herself today. At worst, I will accompany her."

After Ling Yue finished speaking, she moved a small book and sat in the doorway to block it.

"You wash quickly, if the power goes out, you have to wash in the dark."

"Where does she know how to wash, let me wash for her."

Ling Yue was unmoved: "Wang Zhaoyang, have you heard of women's university avoiding their father?"

"Tongtong is almost six years old, how long are you going to give her a bath!"

Wang Zhaoyang paused and sat back on the bench silently.

Ling Yue sat on the small pouch: "Tongtong, if you don't wash it yourself, then we'll be wasting it tonight, and we'll see who can do it better."

The light of the incandescent lamp shone on Tongtong's small face through the door opening, Tongtong's small mouth shrunk, and Ling Yue shouted before she could make a sound: "Hold it back."

Tongtong stared at Ling Yue for a long time, seeing that she had no intention of doing anything at all, resisting the tears swirling in her eyes, picked up the towel and washed it little by little.

It took her half an hour to wash it.

Coming out of the tub, just as she was about to get dressed, Ling Yue took out the talcum powder and patted it on her body, and then took out the prickly heat powder and patted it on the back of her neck and forehead.

After filming, tighten the lid and told Tongtong: "Put on your own clothes."

The weather is hot, and Tongtong only wears a small vest and a pair of shorts to sleep every night, and changes them in the morning.

Looking at Tongtong who has been dawdling for a long time without getting dressed, Wang Zhaoyang still couldn't bear it: "Okay, what are you competing with the child for?"

As he said that, he was about to help Tongtong get dressed.

"Let me go!"

Ling Yue spoke out abruptly, and Wang Zhaoyang lost his temper.

"Ling Xiaoyue, why are you crazy today? I also apologize to you, do you have to make things difficult for Tongtong?"

Ling Yue looked at him puzzled: "Am I crazy? Look at the other children in the family home. Whose children still need their parents to bathe them when they are five or six years old?"

"I started cooking by myself when I was five or six years old, and I had to take care of my younger siblings."

"I just let her take a bath and dress by herself, you just feel bad? How long are you going to get used to her!"

At the beginning of time travelling, Ling Yue discovered that Wang Zhaoyang had been bathing Tongtong, and thought he was a man who cared about his family.

He is indeed the man of the Gu family, but it also made Tongtong develop the habit of relying on him.

Once or twice, Ling Yue didn't say anything.

Ever since she started selling fruit, she had to bravely walk outside for two or three hours every day, and was extremely tired even when she got home, so Tongtong didn't take her bath to heart.

Now she has to get rid of her bad habit.

Wang Zhaoyang refused to admit that he was spoiling Tongtong: "When did I spoil her, isn't she still young?"

"I won't quarrel with you." Ling Yue folded her hands, "If you dare to help her wear it today, I will take it off."

Wang Zhaoyang wriggled his lips and didn't speak for a long while.

It took a long time for Tongtong to get dressed. She looked at Ling Yue timidly and asked her, "Mom, do you think this is how you dress?"

Ling Yue glanced at her, nodded, and praised her without hesitation: "Tongtong is awesome, remember, this is what I call my own business."

"In the future, whether it's getting dressed or doing homework after school, you'll have to do it yourself."

After finishing speaking, she hugged Tongtong and put her on the bed: "Okay, Tongtong, it's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

Tongtong fell asleep, Ling Yue came to the outer room, and said to Wang Zhaoyang: "Zhaoyang, I know you are eager to love your daughter, but Tongtong is not young anymore, I don't ask her to learn to cook and wash clothes now, but It's time for her to do what she can."

Wang Zhaoyang had a pale face: "Yes, everything you say is right."

As soon as Ling Yue heard his tone, she knew that he was still angry. She didn't say much, and poured the hot water from the stove into the bucket, and went downstairs with the bucket, bathtub and toiletries.

Anyway, that's all she said. As for whether Wang Zhaoyang can listen to it or not, it's up to him.

After she finished taking a shower and went upstairs, Wang Zhaoyang lay down in front of the table and wrote something.

She didn't bother him either, she put the bolt on the door, went back to the bedroom, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep next to Tongtong.

It wasn't until the afternoon of the next day that Master Liu came to Ling Yue's shop on a bicycle.

The two exchanged a few words and then went straight to the topic.

The material is still from Master Liu, and it is still painted with white paint.

It's just different from the desk, the inside and outside of the fitting room must be painted.

The two quickly finalized the size and location of the fitting room. Master Liu gave a quotation, and Ling Yue happily paid the deposit.

As soon as Master Liu left, Wang Zhaoyang appeared in the store on his back.

"Xiaoyue, give me some money. I'm fine this afternoon. I'm going to apply for a business license."

This is a serious matter, Ling Yue immediately gave him 200 yuan, and told him: "Buy a pack of cigarettes and put them on your body before you go. If you see someone, you will loose one, and then buy a better cigarette and give it to the director."

Wang Zhaoyang raised his eyebrows: "I don't smoke, what kind of cigarettes do I smoke?"

Ling Yue almost couldn't help pulling his ears.

This dead man, he threw everything he said to him last night in Java!
"Don't be reluctant to give up the money. We are asking for help, so please have a better attitude."

Wang Zhaoyang was helpless, took the money and went to the department store to buy cigarettes first, and when he was standing in front of the department store waiting for the bus, Ji Zhongqiu suddenly appeared: "Brother-in-law, my sister said she is worried about you going alone, let me accompany you go."

(End of this chapter)