This stepmother is a bit crazy

Although she pastes matchbooks mainly to pass the time and earn some pocket money by selling the oden her son talks about, it doesn't sound very tiring.

The key is that the money is tempting. If you earn [-] a day, it will be [-] a month.

Six hundred is almost half a year's salary of Zheng's father.

Dad Zheng, who was also moved, thought for a moment: "If your mother is willing, do it. But if you really do it, I think it would be better to give her some money." To avoid confusion in the future.

When Zheng Hao heard this, he leaned back on the chair.

He lazily slumped there: "Dad, if Xiaoran says no, she doesn't. She is a person with great ambitions and won't care about these three things.

As for me, I plan to hang out with her from now on, and I will have plenty of room to repay her favor in the future.But one thing, since I promised that we will use it ourselves, in the future, even if the eldest brother, eldest sister or other relatives want to make it, they have to ask Xiaoran and cannot give them the formula without authorization. "

"Of course."

Father Zheng said, he understands this truth.

Within two days, Zheng Hao helped his mother set up the stall.

Business was indeed booming as he expected.

In the end, there was only a pot of soup left, and someone came to ask,

Zheng's mother returned home, packed her things, took out the money in her pocket and counted it. After excluding the capital, she actually made more than 70 yuan.

She was so excited at home that she stood and walked in circles, not knowing what to do.

Zheng Hao went back with Dad Zheng.

Seeing how excited she was, I knew that business must be good.

"I'm going to buy more tomorrow, it's too little today."

She rubbed her hands together.

"Mom, just buy as much tomorrow as you did today. Xiaoran said we need hunger marketing. Just don't overdo it, so that those who haven't eaten will think about it and come back tomorrow.

Moreover, you will be tired if you have too much. The weather is cold, and if you get sick from freezing outside, it will not be worth the gain. "

"Listen to your son."

Father Zheng made the final decision. Looking at the money on the coffee table, he was also very excited. What should I do?It was actually more than his monthly salary.

The temperature is gradually rising, and with bulging wallets, they welcome the first day of school.

Everyone was dressed neatly and went to their own schools.

Jiang Linran is studying economics, and Liang Guodong is studying foreign languages.

Zhang Dalan studied history, and Zhao Dakui also studied economics.

When he first applied, Zhang Dalan joked that if there was a carpentry department, he would definitely sign up.

On campus, every face, no matter whether they are young or showing vicissitudes of life, is full of passion and their eyes are shining.

Jiang Linran and Liang Guodong walked into the campus.

After a few steps, Liang Guodong pointed to the red banner: "Xiaoran, your economic department is over there."

Jiang Linran also saw it.

He waved to him and strode towards that direction.

"Which department are you in?"

A girl with braids and a red woolen coat came over and asked with a smile.

Liang Guodong waved the admission notice in his hand: "English Department."

"Me too, over there. My name is Kang Jiajia, a native of Beijing. What about you?"

"My name is Liang Guodong, a veteran."

Kang Jiajia's eyes quietly lingered on him for a moment.

No wonder he is standing here, with his figure as straight as a green pine and his elegant temperament.

The two of them, Kang Jiajia, asked and he answered. When they walked to the registration office, they saw that he had filled in the form of day study, not accommodation.

Kang Jiajia looked surprised.

"You don't live on campus, you have a house outside?"

"Well, I live with my son."

son?

Kang Jiajia didn't seem to believe it. She opened her mouth but couldn't ask.

Frustrated, he filled out the form and walked away silently.

Just now, she was in the crowd and saw him standing there from a distance, standing out among the students, extremely conspicuous.The heart in my chest couldn't help but beat wildly. I endured my shyness and mustered up the courage to come and strike up a conversation. I didn't expect that she already had a son.

Jiang Linran came to the economics department.

When the teacher in charge of registration saw the admission notice handed over to her, he unconsciously raised his glasses and took a serious look at her.

"You are Jiang Linran who passed the 410th grade."

"Yes, teacher." Jiang Linran had a gentle smile on his lips.

The classmates around me heard that she was Jiang Linran, and they thought she was an old-fashioned academic. Unexpectedly, she turned out to be such a young and beautiful girl.

"You don't live on campus?"

"Well, it's not convenient for me to live on campus with my children."

Hearing this, the teacher was about to say something when he saw that she was unmarried on her information. Her face suddenly sank: "Classmate Jiang, why do you have a child before you get married? This is a big problem. You have to explain it clearly." But it is a big issue related to style.

"She is the child of my fiancé. My fiancé is a soldier and disappeared on a mission the year before last. There is no news yet, so the child has always been with me."

Jiang Linran lowered his chin slightly, and his sunny face was covered with a layer of unbearable sadness.

The surrounding students fell silent.

The teacher who asked the question coughed twice in embarrassment.

"Sorry, I don't know."

Jiang Linran, who was trying hard to control his discomfort, raised his chin and completed the procedure.

Liang Guodong finished his registration and walked towards the Economics Department.

After walking a few steps, Jiang Linran came over who seemed to be in a bad mood.

"what's wrong?"

"fine."

Jiang Linran forced a smile.

Liang Guodong accompanied her silently all the way.

Zhang Dalan and Zhao Dakui completed the admission procedures.

Finally, the matter of going home was brought up.

Had lunch.

She picked up the tobacco, wine and candies that Zhang Honghua bought, took the two children and Zhao Dakui, got on the bus and headed to the Hongxing Machinery Factory.

"Dakui, don't tell them about us buying a house, and don't tell them about the oden cooking."

After getting off the car, Zhang Dalan whispered to Zhao Dakui.

Zhao Dakui knew what she meant and nodded.

"Are you Dalanzi? Zhang Dalan."

Downstairs in the family area, an old lady saw her, squinted her eyes and looked at her carefully, and asked uncertainly.

"It's me, Grandma Zou, these are my two children, and this is my husband."

"Grandma is good."

Grandma Zou looked Zhao Dakui up and down.

"Didn't your mother say that you were obedient and married an old local farmer? This young man doesn't look very old?"

Zhang Dalan's eyes rolled.

"Grandma, you also know my family's affairs, so I won't go into details. After I married my child's father, it was not easy for my husband's family to think about me, so they gave my mother a gift of 300 yuan out of their own pocket. She didn't even think about it. They didn’t give it to me, but my mother-in-law and the others didn’t say anything and were still very nice to me.”

"That's good. Your two children are growing up really well."

Grandma Zou fished around in her pocket for a long time, took out a candy, and handed it over awkwardly: "I don't have any more with me, can I give it to my sister?"

she asked Xiaotuo.

Little Potato nodded and said angrily, "Okay, thank you."

"Then my mother-in-law will give it to you next time. Go up, your mother is at home."

"Okay, then we'll go up first."

Zhang Dalan took Zhao Dakui upstairs.

After going up to the third floor and arriving at the door of his house, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at Zhang Dakui beside him: "If they speak unpleasantly, don't take it to heart, we'll leave right away."