Abandoned Wives of the Ages: Getting Rich from Space Warehouses

"Xiang Ruiting, Xiang Ruiting, I arrived at school before you again today. If you arrive two minutes later, you will be late."

As soon as Daan and Xiaoan entered the classroom, Ning Ruiyang stuck out his tongue at them.

Da'an sat down in his seat and choked out unconvinced: "If our home was as close to the school as yours, we brothers would promise to be the first to arrive at school every day. What's the point of being proud of if you just don't be late?"

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Ning Ruiyang: "..."

It's okay to be the first one to arrive at school every day or two, but it would be easier to have him be the first one to arrive at school every day than to have him sweep the streets every day.

Xiao An glanced at Ning Ruiyang, who was speechless, took out the textbook he was about to use, and quickly stuffed his schoolbag into the desk.

When he put the books away, the school bell just rang.

After finally finishing the class, Ning Ruiyang couldn't wait to pass through the two sets of desks and lie down in front of Daan's desk: "Rui family, the final exam will be in less than half a month this semester. How did you review?"

“Just so so.”

"Hey, if you always rank among the top three in the class and say you're just average in your exams, then those of us at the bottom of the class won't dare to speak."

Daan rolled his eyes at him: "If you don't dare to speak, don't speak."

Ning Ruiyang scratched his head, shamelessly leaned on his desk, and asked closely: "How are you preparing for setting up a stall during the summer vacation? Have you found any other goods? Do you want my help?"

Daan stretched out his paws to cover his chubby face and pushed him away: "Don't block my study, get away."

Ning Ruiyang was pushed away and leaned closer, "I'm talking about serious matters. How are you prepared?"

This time Da'an directly picked up the Chinese book and hit him on the head, scolding: "We are in school now, it is study time. You use the time you should study at school to think about setting up a stall. Isn't it a bit putting the cart before the horse? Don't you use it?

Can I go back and hang up the phone with Uncle Ning in the evening?"

"No! I'm leaving, I won't disturb you!"

He is not afraid of anything but the teacher calling his father!

Speaking of which, Ning Ruiyang was really scared when Daan called his father.

After the recess exercise, Fang Xijiao dragged Zhuzhu and followed Xiaofang from the class to the student dormitory.

"Zhuzhu, let's go to Xiaofang's dormitory and have a look. I still don't know what the dormitory looks like?"

Xiaofang turned around and looked at her in surprise: "What else can the dormitory be like? It's just like that."

"What's that like?"

The primary school they are currently studying in has a strong teaching staff, but its jurisdiction also includes many villages in the suburbs. These villages are basically three villages sharing one primary school.

Teaching in the primary school ranges from first grade to fourth grade.

After entering fifth grade and sixth grade, they have to go to their center to finish primary school. Since the journey home is too far to go back and forth every day, these students have to live in the school.

Compared with later generations, these students are considered to be the smallest group of boarding students, except of course children in full-time kindergartens.

Xiaofang's family lives in a village near the suburbs, and she attended the village primary school from grade one to grade four.

Zhuzhu turned around and looked at Xiaofang. Seeing that her clothes were quite clean, she asked, "Xiaofang, you left home to stay here at such a young age. Are you used to it?"

Xiaofang shook her head without hesitation: "I'm not used to it!"

"ah!"

Obviously, neither Zhuzhu nor Fang Xijiao expected Xiaofang to answer so simply.

Fang Xijiao asked stupidly: "Then what should you do if you're not used to it?"

Xiaofang was amused: "What else can I do? Just make it cold! You can't just drop out of school and go home to farm if you don't get used to it, right? Besides, I can't do much work with my small body!"

"You're right, no matter how unaccustomed it is, you still have to persevere. It's still easier to go to school." Zhuzhu agreed.

She thought of the few small vegetable plots at home, which were sometimes tiring to take care of with her grandpa and grandma, let alone farming in the countryside, which would only be even harder.

Xiaofang looked at her curiously: "I know your family's conditions are very good, do you still want to farm at home?"

Zhuzhu couldn't help but laugh: "There are several small vegetable plots in the backyard of my home. Sometimes I will help out with whatever work I can at home during holidays."

While a few people were talking, they arrived at the dormitory.

Their primary school is also called Central Primary School. The teaching building is a newly built four-story building, but the dormitories for the fifth and sixth grade students are red brick row houses built in the 1970s.

There are six bunk beds in one dormitory, housing a total of twelve students.

Not to mention that it was the first time for Fang Xijiao to come to the boarding dormitory, and it was also the first time for Zhuzhu to come in.

She looked around and asked, "Xiaofang, do you each bring only one quilt?"

Fang Xijiao also noticed that each bed had a neatly folded quilt, and the rest was a bed board and a straw mat, also called a mat in the provincial capital. It was the kind of mat woven with reeds.

Xiaofang smiled and said, "Well, one quilt is enough for each person. It's too troublesome to carry two." Besides, in the countryside, who is rich enough to give a few quilts to their children to go to school?

If there are many children in the family, who has so many extra quilts?

Zhuzhu frowned: "Then how do you sleep at night? It's a hot day now. I don't think it will be warm if you sleep on this bare board in winter."

Xiaofang said matter-of-factly: "The quilt covers one side when sleeping. We are small, and this quilt is enough for us to sleep on."

When Fang Xijiao heard that it was solved so easily, she stopped worrying about the matter. She immediately became excited and walked around the dormitory. She said with envy in her eyes: "I'm so envious that you can live in the dormitory. There are so many people sleeping in it."

It must be fun together."

Xiaofang curled her lips: "There is nothing interesting in the dormitory. We also envy you because you are all students and can go home and sleep every day."

Fang Xijiao found that on the table where water glasses and toothbrushes were placed, in addition to cups and toothbrushes, there were also several glass bottles filled with pickles.

"Did you bring pickles to school?"

Xiaofang glanced at the glass bottles on the table and felt a little inferior, but she still explained: "The food in the canteen is too expensive for a family like ours to afford. We can only bring one or two bottles of pickles every week."

Meals are served at school.”

Fang Xijiao was amazed. She seemed unable to understand that in this era there were still people who couldn't afford food: "Then you eat for free?"

A bitter smile appeared on Xiaofang's face: "We don't have to pay to eat in the cafeteria. My dad will pick a load of rice every semester and hand it over to the cafeteria. You are the only students who ask for money to eat in the cafeteria."

"We can count on one hand the number of times we've eaten in the cafeteria, and we didn't know you guys operated like this."

Fang Xijiao finally understood the difficult boarding life of boarders today. It is said that there is no hot water in the dormitory all year round. Even cold water is limited, only in the morning, noon, afternoon and evening. Half of the water is provided at these four times.

hours of running water.

When Zhuzhu returned home in the evening, she told her family about the situation of the boarding students in the school, "I really didn't expect their life to be so difficult?"

Thinking about it again, I have at least two to three dishes for each meal, and they have to mix meat and vegetables, but Xiaofang and the others can only eat pickles, and it is inevitable that I will feel pity in my heart.

Only then did Yu Qing realize that the children's living conditions at home had not been bad since they were born. It could be said that they had grown up in a splendid heap and had no knowledge of the sufferings of the world.

This is not okay!

She and Xiang Yisen looked at each other and said, "Next time you have time, let dad take us to the countryside. Then we will know how happy you are to live in our family."

Originally, when the children went out to set up a stall on the weekend to try out, she wanted to help them prepare the necessary sunscreen items. Now it seems that letting the children do it by themselves and suffer a little hardship is not necessarily a bad thing.

On the weekend, Zhuzhu looked up at the slowly rising sun, and then looked at the streets on both sides. She asked Daan: "It's already halfway through the morning, why hasn't your classmate come yet? Doesn't he regret it?"

From time to time, passers-by stopped to pick up CDs and tapes at the stall. While greeting the customers, Daan craned his neck to look at the road ahead.

There was really no sign of that brat Ning Ruiyang on both sides of the busy street.

Xiao An took the money handed over by the guest, installed the CD he selected and handed it to the guest, and waited for the guest to leave.

He turned around and urged: "Don't worry about that kid. You don't care whether he comes or not. If he doesn't come, we won't do business. Da'an, please quickly turn on the tape recorder we brought and let the music play."

If you don’t use the live signs that you brought over, how will others know how beautiful the songs on their CDs and tapes are?

Sun Jingmeng watched Da'an digging in the cardboard box and walked over: "Da'an, this recorder is a bit heavy, so I'll help you lift it out."

"Thank you, uncle. No, I'll do it myself." Daan held up the handle and lifted it out easily with a little force.

Sun Jingmeng: "..."

This tape recorder is not small, it weighs about twenty pounds at least. Are all the children in Mr. Xiang’s family strong men?

Daan was familiar with the operation, and soon the most popular songs from Hong Kong and Taiwan were playing on the tape recorder.

Sun Jingmeng saw many people gathered in front of the stall, and wanted to go forward to help greet the guests, but was stopped by Xiao An: "Uncle Sun, we are very busy here, so we don't need your help for the time being. You can just rest next to it."

Da'an adjusted the volume of the tape recorder, walked over and said, "Uncle Sun, my dad asked you to come and see us practice. I think it is completely overqualified and it will delay your business."

Sun Jingmeng didn't dare to answer this. It would be fine if Mr. Xiang knew.

...

Ning Ruiyang forgot to tell his parents that he was going to help Daan and Xiaoan set up a stall this weekend, which resulted in it being three o'clock in the morning and no one woke him up.

It was almost half past ten when he woke up by himself.

"Mom, mom, mom! Why didn't you wake me up?"

Xiaohui heard her son's shout and looked up to see him rushing out from the second floor.

Grandma Ning was shocked when she saw him rushing down from the second floor without caring about his own life, "Ouch! My dear, what are you doing? No matter what happens, walk properly down the stairs!"

What if you accidentally fall down the stairs? That is a serious matter, and you will break your arms and legs!"

As soon as Ning Ruiyang rushed down the stairs, Grandma Ning stopped him. He immediately stopped, twisted around, and said with a sad face: "Grandma, why didn't you wake me up, I'm going to be late!"

Xiaohui made a "chuff" sound and couldn't help laughing: "Son, you won't be late."

Ning Ruiyang wailed: "It's already late!"

Grandma Ning dragged him back to sit on the sofa and said with a smile: "Your mother didn't lie to you, you won't be late. Today is the weekend, have you forgotten?"

"I know today is the weekend, but I'm still late!" What should I do if I'm already late? Ning Ruiyang wished he could rewind time back to last night.

Why did you forget the serious business due to fun?

Regret!

Will Daan, Xiaoan and Zhuzhu be angry with him?

Xiaohui: "..."

Grandma Ning: "..." What does it mean?

Anyway, he was already late, so Ning Ruiyang started to put things away and let Grandma Ning bring breakfast. After slowly enjoying the delicious breakfast, he changed into his pajamas and the driver drove him to Renmin Road.

When he arrived, Zhuzhu, Daan and Xiaoan were all performing their duties, busy and doing business in an orderly manner.

Ning Ruiyang discovered that this stall seemed to have more of him but less of him. He was not an indispensable figure.

After finishing a wave of customers, Zhuzhu raised her wrist and looked at her small watch, snorted coldly, and said sarcastically: "It's exactly twelve o'clock now, and we have been setting up the stall here for almost four hours. Excuse me, Ning

Boss, are you here to inspect the work?"

Ning Ruiyang lowered his head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I overslept."

Zhuzhu snorted coldly: "Humph, if you are late for work on the first day, you will definitely be punished."

After saying that, she looked at her two younger brothers.

Da'an pursed his lower lip: "Then I will deduct one day's salary, a small punishment but a big warning. Next time, we will set up a stall without you."

When Ning Ruiyang heard this unnecessary punishment, he nodded happily and promised: "There will never be a next time. Next time I will get up on time and practice tanning with you."

Zhuzhu rolled her eyes at him and said disdainfully: "Who can't say nice things? The key is to do it. As a man, you must keep your word. Since you have promised, don't let us down!"

At noon, they took turns eating a bowl of rice noodles at the nearby noodle shop.

The weather is too hot, and there are fewer passers-by on the street at noon.

There was no business, and they had enough food and drink. Except for Ning Ruiyang, the other three children were a little sleepy.

At this time, Sun Jingmeng, who was sitting next to him, spoke again: "Zhuzhu, Da'an Xiaoan, I'll help you look after this stall. Why don't you go to the car and sleep for a while?"

Daan pecked his head, tried to open his eyelids, and asked: "If you help us look after the stall, does that count as us setting up the stall?"

Sun Jingmeng couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, "Of course you guys are setting up the stall, I'm just taking care of it for you."

Da'an yawned and nodded: "Okay, let's go get some sleep."

After taking a nap for an hour, the children were busy until evening before they reluctantly closed the stall and went home.

"Actually, the evening is when there are more people, so we can go home after it's completely dark."

Several children had packed up their stalls and sat in the car, still looking out the window reluctantly. There were many people on the street, and these were the source of customers.

At home, Yu Qing saw their slow and heavy steps, and asked with a smile: "You have been setting up a stall all day today, what do you think?"

Xiao An glanced at Yu Qing who was gloating about her misfortune and gave her one word: "Tired!"

Yu Qing looked at Daan: "What about you?"

Daan raised two fingers: "Too tired!"

"Haha, where are you, Zhuzhu?"

Zhuzhu raised three fingers.

Yu Qing: "It's so tiring!"

Zhuzhu lay on the sofa, wailing: "It's hard to make money!"

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