Chapter 54: The boss is **** teaching how to be a man 2

Chapter 54: The boss is **** teaching how to be a man 2

    According to Li Ruoshuang, all the property in the family was mortgaged to repay the debt, but they were luckier than most of the wealthy who went bankrupt, at least they didn't owe the debt in the end.

    "Zero assets are always better than negative assets, right?" Li Ruoshuang comforted his son, "In addition, you can see that the current situation of our family, not to mention the noble kindergartens like Moon Bay, even The most basic pre-school mother can't afford it, Zi Hao, you should leave school first, do business with your mother, earn the rent and living expenses first, and then you can re-enroll when you have more time, okay?"

    Wei Zihao is just young and not stupid. His mother seems to be asking for his opinion, but in fact, he doesn't give himself a chance to refuse, and it's useless for him to refuse, he can only say, "it is good."

    For dinner, I ate scrambled eggs with tomatoes and rice. Li Ruoshuang's cooking skills are not bad, and the taste of the food is very ordinary. Wei Zihao, who had opened his mouth, had a really bad appetite. He bit his head and ate half a bowl of rice and put down his chopsticks, "I'm full."

    He got off the stool and turned to go to the bathroom to brush his teeth, but Li Ruoshuang stopped him, "Wait a minute."

    Wei Zihao thought his mother was trying to persuade him to eat more, and was about to say "no need" when he heard the other side say, "Remember to come over to wash the dishes later."

    "Wash the dishes?" Wei Zihao was dumbfounded, what kind of terrifying stuff was that?

    Li Ruoshuang, "Yeah, from now on, we will depend on each other in the family. I cook, you wash the dishes, and the housework is half divided. Do you have any questions, little man?"

    I had doubts at first, but when I was agitated by the word "man", Wei Zihao responded with a full mouth, and did not forget to correct, "He is a big man."

    Li Ruoshuang smiled and cooperated, "Yes, Mom forgot, you are now a five-year-old boy." But the real thought in his heart was: What five years old, obviously just finished last month The four-year-old's birthday is also imposing enough. But in order to coax her son to work, she will not be stingy with her lies.

    After dinner, Wei Zihao, who was less than 1.2 meters tall, stepped on the small bench provided by his mother, wearing rubber gloves and standing in front of the sink on the side of the entrance, playing the role of washing Bowl Handy.

    The messy people just moved in and have no entertainment. Li Ruoshuang watched two episodes of the TV series. After that, the mother and son took turns to wash and sleep.

    At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, Wei Zihao was woken up by hunger. That's what a child with a long body is like. He digests quickly and gets hungry quickly. I didn't eat much, but I was woken up by hunger.

    Wei Zihao got off the sofa quietly, afraid of waking up the mother in the back room, and he didn't wear any slippers, so he tiptoed to the kitchen sink to search with the flashlight of his mobile phone, and finally only found A tomato that didn't run out for dinner.

    Let's put it in the past, Wei Zihao won't even take a look at this thing, but now he washes it clean and takes a bite, he feels sour, sweet and delicious.

    Tomatoes are not small, but they were eaten by Wei Zihao, who was hungry and anxious. After all, a real man never steals food (big fog).

     Was deliberately weird there while preparing breakfast the next morning.

     "Hey, I clearly remember there is a tomato, why is it missing?"

    Wei Zihao, who looked at the cartoon on TV but his ears were stuck in the direction of the kitchen, shook his head clumsily, "I don't know."

     

    After a night of wind and rain, the sky cleared up, Li Ruoxian put on sunscreen, put on a sun hat and sleeves, and looked at Wei Zihao, who was also "arming" himself, "Let's go, son."

    "Hmm."

    Li Ruoshuang locked the door, Wei Zihao, who was waiting obediently, put her little hand in hers, and was led downstairs by her mother.

      , There is no elevator, and you can only go up and down the stairs by taking the stairs, and his new home is the attic above the sixth floor. It is cold in winter and hot in summer. His mother laughed and called it the 6.5th floor.

    At this point, Wei Zihao's last hope of "the family is not bankrupt, my mother is just joking with me" has been dashed.

    Children can't hide their thoughts, and their mood swings are basically written on their faces. Li Ruoshuang glanced at his son's expression from the corner of his eye, and hummed in his heart: boy, you are still too young.

    To be honest, her plan to pretend to be poor is not perfect, but anyone with a little social experience can detect the loopholes, such as moving too suddenly, how to rent it in such a short time The right house, and a stall business that you can start right away with no prep work.

    The crux of the problem also happens to be here, Wei Zihao is smart and clever, but he is only a five-year-old child with no social experience, so he was easily deceived by Li Ruoshuang.

      Originally, I just glanced upstairs curiously, but I didn't expect to see someone I knew.

    "Brother, why are you here?"

    Obviously Wei Zihao also remembered her, "I just moved in yesterday. It's a coincidence that your family lives here."

    In the next two minutes, Li Ruoshuang watched the two children exchange names and chatted warmly. After that, the mother and son of the other party came out again. After learning that the mother and son in front of her were the ones who saved her own daughter, she honestly made Fan's mother repeatedly thanked them and invited them to dinner at home.

    Li Ruoshuang was the worst at dealing with this kind of scene, so she quickly dragged her son downstairs on the grounds of something.

    Then Wei Zihao widened his eyes and watched his mother pour out a hooded tricycle that did not match her temperament from the garage. The compartment was full of pancake ingredients and utensils.

    Li Ruoshuang got out of the car, locked the garage door, and instructed his son, "You sit in the back, I have prepared a small maza for you."

    With the help of her mother, Wei Zihao climbed into the carriage, found the little Mazar, and sat in a row with the big brother of the gas tank.

    The tricycle swayed all the way to the nearby snack street, where Li Ruoshuang rented a stall, parked the car, settled her son, she began to organize the ingredients, connected the gas, and was ready for business.

    Because she has eaten her mother's cooking, Wei Zihao is not optimistic about her food stall business, but unexpectedly, her mother's cooking skills are not very good, but the pancakes and roasts she makes Cold noodles are really good.

    As the first taster of this stall, Wei Zihao finally got fed up.

    The aroma of pancakes and roasted cold noodles quickly attracted real customers. Li Ruoshuang gradually adapted to the rhythm from being a little rusty at the beginning, and made pancakes and noodles with neat movements, especially At lunch time, when there are many customers waiting, she will open it directly, making pancakes and cold noodles at the same time.

    Mom is so busy, Wei Zihao naturally can't sit and watch, he is good at arithmetic, and he automatically takes over the work of collecting money. After paying by letter, he took his mother's mobile phone to check the account in real time.

    It was not until after two o'clock that the stalls were deserted.

    Li Ruoshuang, who stood for several hours non-stop, was so tired that she sat on the ponytail and didn't want to move. Wei Zihao, who witnessed how hard it was for her mother to make money, not to mention, was carrying water, Beating his back, he circled around Li Ruoshuang in distress, but envied the eldest sister who sold **** cakes at the stall next to her.

    It is estimated that the turnover of today's share has reached the standard, and the ingredients that have just been prepared are almost used. Li Ruoshuang is not really short of money. Close the stall and go home.

    Passing the Fanjia fruit shop along the street outside Jiale Community, Li Ruoshuang parked the tricycle at the door of the shop and took out fifty dollars from the cash collected today, "I see strawberries are on the market, aren't you? Do you like it the most, go buy some and come back, mom is waiting for you in the car."

    Wei Zihao took the fifty dollars that was more important than ever, and walked around the store, but in the end he was not willing to buy a small basket of more than thirty dollars. Forty yuan of hardcover strawberries, but a box of 10 yuan special strawberries that have been bumped.

    When going to the cashier to check out, Wei Zihao saw the fresh cherries on the shelf next to them, big and red, and glanced at the price, which made me sick, but that It's my mother's favorite fruit. She worked so hard today...

    Wei Zihao hesitated for a moment, then took the empty plastic box on the counter and picked out a half box of dozens of cherries, the largest and the reddest, and weighed 26 yuan. After thinking about it, He decided to put the special strawberry in his hand back, no more.

    When I turned around, a customer asked the store to cut a pineapple. Fan's father in front of the cashier responded and called Fan Lanxin, who was watching TV in the back room, to take care of it.

    Wei Zihao had never seen Father Fan before. He didn't know it was Fan Lanxin's shop. He was very happy to see his new friend. After a while, chat with each other.

    At this time, a pair of grandparents stood behind him, a grizzled old lady with a young grandson, holding a bag of apples in her hand.

    While waiting for the checkout, the little grandson saw Wei Zihao's box of cherries on the counter and shouted to eat, but the old lady thought it was too expensive and refused to buy it, the child started crying on the spot .

    Fan Lanxin was more anxious than the old lady, picked up the cherry and asked Wei Zihao, "You bought this?"

    Wei Zihao nodded subconsciously, and then he saw that his new friend, who was quite fond of him, didn't ask for his opinion, he opened the box and grabbed a handful of cherries Put it into the hands of the crying little grandson, and coaxed, "Brother's cherries are for you, don't cry."

    Wei Zihao was stunned for a few seconds, then his anger surged up, "You are looking at two big baskets of cherries in front of you, your family even sells cherries, why do you give away my cherries?"

    Did you know that I gave up my favorite strawberry and bought it?

    Do you know that these are the largest and most popular dozens of them that I have carefully selected to treat my mother?

    Do you know how hard my mother worked to earn those 26 dollars?

    At this moment, Wei Zihao was out of anger!

    Fan Lan was at a loss, "Aren't we friends?"

    Wei Zihao got even more angry after hearing this, "You can give your friend's things as you like? Then I'll give your fruit shop to this little brother!"