I am a Good Man

When Ji Yang looked at her, there was a slight fluctuation in his heart. After all, he had suffered all the way together, and his guilt rose, and he stretched out his hand to wipe her tears.

Jiang Ling turned her head away, turned her back to him, "I really don't know what you think now, or how to live this kind of life."

She questioned it more than once, and knew that Ji Yang would not be afraid.

What is he afraid of? Divorce and marry again, no one nagging is more happy and happy.

Suddenly, being hugged from behind, Ji Yang buried her head in her neck, her voice trembling slightly, "I'm sorry, really, to you, to the child, and to this family."

Jiang Ling struggled twice, and had no strength to tear with him.

This time I will apologize. I only quarreled with her before. It was useless to say more. She was already unable to argue about anything.

"I will work hard to research new products in the future, make cakes well, stay with you and Beibei, and live a good life." He said with assurance.

"Then you can make your cake well!" Jiang Ling took a breath, pulled his hand away, and walked over to work on her affairs without looking at him.

What can she do? What's the use of arguing with him? I never know if he will leave tomorrow. It's fine if he gets drunk and doesn't beat others. What else do you expect?

"Can I still report to the hobby class? Go report it to Beibei today?" Ji Yang said behind her, "I can report whatever she wants to learn."

"Who wouldn't say it with your mouth?" Jiang Ling was not polite to him.

Other girls learn to dance, draw, draw, and play the piano. She has a lot of money these days. She wants to give her daughter a favorite painting, which costs 300 yuan a month. If you follow the profit for these two days, you don’t have to hesitate at all. , But Ji Yang is like a time bomb.

"I don't need to say anything, I will work hard to make pastries." Ji Yang took the baked puffs and put them aside, naturally changing the subject, "I will do the event today and see how the sales are."

Jiang Ling looked aside. He had already made some egg tarts and was making puffs. Anyway, he didn't know if he could sell them. The cost was a few hundred yuan.

She took down the beaten soy milk, and did not idle.

"Ring ringing."

"The morning sun is warm..."

The school’s wake-up announcements can spread far and wide. Students gradually walked into the campus. Many students were gathered at the door of the cake shop, as well as the parents who sent the students.

"Egg tarts are half-folded, one piece one by one, just baked, three puffs for five yuan each. Today they sell for four and five yuan."

"Yes, it's just a discount today."

Ji Yang was loading puffs and egg tarts, packed them in a transparent box, and then stapled them with a stapler. The more he became more familiar with the action, he put them in a small bag and passed them.

"If you buy it individually, it's two dollars and five each."

"Then I want a box."

"I also want."

...

Jiang Ling was pouring soy milk, and after watching Ji Yang's quick actions, one box after another, soon sold out a large plate, he quickly ran inside to get it.

Elementary school students use a lot of cash. Parents occasionally scan codes to pay online, and her mobile phone keeps vibrating.

"**Transfer to you..."

"***Transfer to you..."

"****Transfers to you..."

...

Although the discount is strong, it is certainly not at a loss. If this continues, the reputation will increase and the future profits will be considerable.

"Mother……"

When Ji Sibei came down with her schoolbag on her back, there was a lot less traffic. Jiang Ling answered her, but didn't look back, she was still pouring soy milk.

"Puffs." Ji Sibei walked over. Just as Jiang Ling was about to speak, she watched Ji Yang clip the last three and handed it to a parent, "Today only sells for four and five dollars."

"Nothing..." Ji Sibei blinked her small eyes. Although a little lost, she didn't say anything. Everything in the morning was sold. To make money, she couldn't eat it.

"Dad will do it this afternoon." Jiang Ling looked at her like this and couldn't help but utter this sentence. After saying that, she realized that without Ji Yang's consent, she thought the atmosphere was strange.

Naturally, it has been a long time since I was so intimate.

"Dad left one for Beibei. In the back kitchen, Beibei can take it to school soon, and we will eat after breakfast." Ji Yang said with a smile without changing his face.

"Really?" Ji Sibei's eyes shone brightly.

"Of course." Ji Yang picked up the empty plate and looked sideways at Jiang Ling, "You look at the store and I sent her to school. There is still a plate of egg tarts that are not sold out."

"Yeah." Jiang Ling nodded.

Ji Yang put the breakfast in Ji Sibei's bag and looked up at her, "Well, do you want to pay for the interest class? Does the teacher still report it?"

"I don't know, go ask."

"Then I'm going to ask? Let her go if possible?" Ji Yang asked.

"Beibei don't want to go to work. Xiaoshuo said that the teacher doesn't teach them anything." Ji Sibei looked at him and said, "Mom bought Beibei drawing paper, so I can paint at home. Beibei draws more They all look good."

The child was so sensible, Jiang Ling couldn't be happy. How much sensibility was forced out? Isn't it to be considerate of her? She will not feel relieved, but will only hate her incompetence.

"But if you follow the teacher to draw, Beibei can draw better pictures, and the teacher charges very little money." Ji Yang squatted down, looked at her, and said softly.

"A lot of money." She lowered her head. Mom and Dad had no money, and Dad would quarrel with Mom, Mom would cry, and they would not be able to sell cakes, even less money.

"But the teacher said that there are very few. Dad can make money by selling puffs today. Beibei can learn for many days, as many as a month." He slowly induced, "Egg tarts and puffs are sold, and Beibei is in the teacher. By learning painting over there, mom and dad can save time and make more money."

She is still a child and doesn't need to bear so much. Ji Sibei in her previous life has developed a sensitive, inferior, taciturn child.

These changes all came from this family. She underwent tremendous pressure in a subtle way, not only materially poor, but also spiritually poor, and she was extremely disapproved of herself.

"Can it be?" Ji Sibei asked cautiously, eyes stained with anticipation, "Beibei obediently follows the teacher and draws, and mom and dad can make more money."

"The store is very busy during this time, so I can only trouble Beibei to go to hobby classes, and join other children, and wait for Mom and Dad to pick them up when they are free, okay?" Ji Yang asked her opinion.

"Good." Ji Sibei responded quickly.

Jiang Ling looked at the smiling face of his daughter, and then at Ji Yang who hugged her up. No matter what kind of husband he was, he was thinking about his daughter at this time.

Ji Yang took Ji Sibei to school, enrolled in a painting interest class, and also enrolled in a dance class.

Jiang Ling received his call and he asked her to transfer the money directly to the teacher. She did not hesitate. The money was also earned this morning. It was not for Ji Yang to fool around, she was happy to give it out.

Ji Sibei never stopped smiling.

No matter how sensible she is, she is just a child. All the children in the class go. She feels like she is isolated because her family is poor and her parents have no money.

The child’s mind is the most sensitive. The subsequent damage caused by this incident in her last life can be remembered many years later, and she became a thorn in her heart. Mother has no money to buy her things, but there will never be the joy and expectation of the time.