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99. Investment

Every time Meng Qingqing came home from school and opened the door, she didn't see her grandma happily coming over and saying, "Qingqing is back, put down your schoolbag, wash your hands and eat!"

What she saw was her father running out of the kitchen wearing an apron and carrying a spatula, saying, "Qingqing is back, wait a minute! The food will be ready soon. しωχ520"

Only then did Meng Qingqing suddenly realize that grandma had passed away, she left them forever, and she would never see grandma again. I can no longer hear grandma's voice, and I can no longer eat the dishes cooked by grandma. Thinking of this, Meng Qingqing felt very uncomfortable.

Usually, after dinner every day, my father and grandma would watch TV in the living room, but now, Meng Qingqing finished her homework in the room, and when she came to the living room, she saw her father sitting alone watching TV in the living room. It was so empty and deserted. Meng Qingqing didn't know how lonely it was when her father was alone at home after she went to school. What a sore heart.

That day Meng Qingqing came home from school, opened the door, and saw her father and Uncle Yu drinking tea at home.

"Hello, Uncle Yu!" Meng Qingqing greeted Uncle Yu.

Meng Zijun said apologetically: "Qingqing has already returned home from school. But I forgot the time, and I haven't cooked yet! Old Yu, just eat here. You sit down, and I'll make it right away."

Meng Qingqing hurriedly said: "Dad, you sit with Uncle Yu, and I will cook."

Meng Zijun is not good at cooking, and the dishes he cooks are not as delicious as those made by his daughter. After his mother left, he reluctantly made the dishes that he didn't even like to eat, so sometimes he simply washed and cooked the dishes, and let his daughter fry them when she came back.

Meng Qingqing put down her schoolbag. When I entered the kitchen to cook, I recalled that when I entered the door just now, I saw my father talking and laughing happily with Lao Yu. This was a rare smile that my father showed in the past month after grandma passed away. Because of her father's smile, Meng Qingqing's heart was relieved a lot.

Dad has washed the dishes and cooked the rice and warmed it in the rice cooker. Meng Qingqing quickly fried two meat dishes, two vegetarian dishes, and made a soup. half an hour. That's it.

Meng Qingqing put the dishes on the table. While refilling the meal, he said: "Uncle Yu, Dad, come over for dinner soon."

Old Yu came over to look at the dishes. Said to Meng Zijun: "Old Meng, you are so lucky! You have raised such a sensible and diligent girl."

Meng Zijun nodded with a smile, "Yes, I have nothing in my life. The only thing that gives me some comfort is raising such a good girl."

Meng Qingqing handed them the rice respectively,

"Dad. How can anyone praise his daughter like this in front of others?"

Meng Zijun chuckled, "You're still shy!"

Lao Yu and his father were talking speculatively, as if it was a business matter. When the two of them wanted to invest in a company, Meng Qingqing ate in silence and added food for them from time to time. Add soup.

It's rare for Dad to meet such a congenial person, as long as he doesn't work too hard. Let Dad do whatever he wants! Anyway, it's better than being bored at home alone. Just like what my father said, people need a little bit of effort to live, and they can't just sit back and wait for death!

One day when Meng Qingqing came home from school, her father didn't wear an apron to cook in the kitchen as usual, nor was he in the room. Dad was not at home, which had never happened before.

Meng Qingqing used her landline to call her father.

The voice on the phone was noisy, as if there were many people.

Meng Zijun said apologetically, "Qingqing, I'm sorry, Dad is out for dinner today, so he won't go home for dinner. If you don't want to do it yourself, you can go out and buy something to eat."

"Dad, you don't have to worry about me. I can make food myself. You can eat out, but you can't drink."

"Okay, I will never do anything that is bad for my health. I don't drink alcohol, that's fine!" Meng Zijun said with a good-tempered smile.

Later, Meng Zijun often ate out. When Meng Qingqing came home, there was only a note left by her father, "Qingqing, Dad has something to do tonight, so he won't come back for dinner. The dishes have been washed, and you can eat after frying. "

"Qingqing, I'm sorry, Dad can't eat at home tonight, the meal is ready, you eat it after heating it, and then do your homework at home."

Meng Qingqing said to her father: "Dad, I know you are unwilling to stay at home, and I don't object to you going out to do things, but your purpose of doing things is not just to make money, but to pass the time happily while making money. If you work and work so hard that you wear out your body, it's not worth the effort."

"Qingqing, don't worry, Dad knows. When everything goes well, I can wait for you at home every day when you come back from school."

Meng Qingqing saw that although her father was very busy during this time, he was in a good state of mind, and after hearing what he said, she felt relieved.

That day was Friday, when Meng Qingqing came home from school, she unexpectedly found that her father was at home, and her father put down the newspaper in his hand and said, "Qingqing is back, today my father will take you out for dinner."

Meng Qingqing said: "Dad, seeing how happy you are, is there something good?"

"You guessed it right. The company that Lao Yu and I invested in has opened and made a profit. Everything is going well and everything will be on the right track. We're going out for dinner tonight, and Uncle Yu is already waiting there."

Meng Qingqing went back to her room and took off her school uniform, and changed into a white short-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. Her short hair has grown back, and she has already gone to the barber shop to have her student's head trimmed to match her ears. After more than half a year, Meng Qingqing has grown taller and gained some weight. The original thin melon-seeded face now has a little cute baby fat.

Meng Zijun squeezed his daughter's face affectionately, "Let's go! Uncle Yu and the others have been waiting for a long time."

them? "Who else is there besides Uncle Yu?" Meng Qingqing went to the door and changed into a pair of white sneakers.

"There is another partner."

"Aren't you the two of you, Uncle Yu? Why did another one come out? Dad, Uncle Yu's character is fine, and your experiences are similar. I have no objection to the two of you working together, but can you trust others? If the cooperation is not pleasant, you have to There are so many bad things." Meng Qingqing has been terrified by her father's brothers and sisters, meeting such people is a disaster in life, if possible, the fewer such disasters the better.

Both Meng Zijun and his daughter changed their shoes and walked out of the house together. Meng Zijun explained as he walked: "Qingqing, it's like this. There is a young man who just graduated from university. He invented a patent, but he has no money to invest. I ran into a wall for the first time, and then I met Lao Yu and me. After we read it, we thought it was feasible. Your Uncle Yu and I paid for him to invest. This patent is very promising. Both you and Uncle Yu are right. After batches of products were put into the market, the response was very good." (To be continued.)