Rebirth Seventy Little Spicy Daughter-in-law

At dinner, Zhou Hongyun didn't notice that An An was injured. Instead, she praised An An for bringing her sesame balls when she came back from an outing. She said to Zhou Nanguang: "We, An An, have been caring since we were young. Even when we go out to play, we know how to bring sesame balls to me."

The sesame dumplings made by Zhang Ji were still warm when I got them back."

An An smiled with crooked eyes: "Yes, when I saw sesame balls, I thought that my aunt liked to eat them, so I bought them and came back as soon as possible."

Mo Mo glanced at An An and said nothing, and even stopped Zhou Zhou who wanted to speak.

After dinner, Mo Mo called Zhouzhou and An An to go to his room and told Zhou Hongyun that he wanted to teach An An his homework.

Adults all know An An's performance. If it weren't for Mo Mo, he would probably be in last place every time.

After closing the door, Mo Mo proposed to work-study with Wen Zheng and asked An An and Zhou Zhou if they wanted to participate.

An An immediately nodded: "Yes, I definitely want it, but what can we do?"

Zhouzhou was not very happy: "Why do we need to work-study? It's not like we don't have money to pay tuition. Mom said we should focus on studying."

Mo Mo thought for a while and told Zhouzhou about Wen Zheng's situation, mainly to help Wen Zheng.

After Zhouzhou listened, he was silent for a while, but he had no idea: "Then what should we do?"

An An heard from Teacher Meng about being a junior translator: "Brother, your English is not very good, you can work as a junior translator. On Sundays and summer vacation, we can work as a junior translator."

Mo Mo shook his head: "Because the Asian Games requires everyone to be a volunteer. It is not good to be paid as a small translator."

An An scratched her hair, not knowing what was wrong, so she looked at Mo Mo helplessly: "Brother, what do you want to do? We can't do anything else?"

Mo Mo thought about it for a while: "We can work as translators for free, and then sell maps, soda drinks and snacks, and we can make money this way."

Zhouzhou is also very smart: "Don't you want us to set up a stall there and then write for free as a translator?"

An An had no idea about this: "It's okay, as long as it can make money."

Mo Mo shook his head: "A fixed stall won't work. We have to push a tricycle like that. We walk along Nanluogu Alley and see if there are people who need translation. We can go over and help them translate, and we can also sell maps along the way. This way the urban management will not care about us."

An An felt very good again and nodded quickly: "Then this one, this one is also very good."

Zhouzhou didn't care: "What else should I prepare?"

Mo Mo calculated his pocket money: "If Wen Ying is asked to join, he will definitely not be able to pay, so I asked him if he can find a tricycle."

Since Wen Zheng lives in a large courtyard, he should be able to borrow a tricycle.

An An groaned: "What if I can't borrow it?"

Mo Mo pursed his lips and said, "We will think of other solutions then."

…

An An is a man of action. He didn't eat breakfast the next day. He packed a few steamed buns in his lunch box and went to find Wen Zheng. Zhou Hongyun shouted from behind: "An An, you can't eat while walking. Drinking the wind will harm your stomach."

not good."

An An responded, but the person had already disappeared.

Mo Mo and Zhou Zhou followed and exited the alley. Zhou Zhou was confused: "Didn't An An say she didn't know Wen Yin when he was a child? Why do you still want to help him like this?"

Mo Mo just glanced at him: "Then why are you willing to help Wen Zheng?"

Zhouzhou touched his nose: "I don't want you to do good deeds alone, and your parents will praise you when they come back. I will definitely do it."

Mo Mo ignored him and walked forward quickly.

Zhouzhou also quickly followed.

An An stopped Wen Ying halfway and gave him a lunch box: "Thank you for taking me in yesterday. This is my repayment. You must accept it."

Wen Ying glanced at her and silently put the lunch box into his schoolbag.

An An was a little anxious: "Why don't you eat it? The buns should be eaten while they are hot. They will not taste good when they are cold."

Then they chattered about their plan, and Wen Ying refused without even thinking.

An An's excitement was suddenly poured cold water on her: "Why? We can work and study together. Isn't that great?"

Wen Zheng said nothing, lowered his eyes and walked forward.

An An followed suit and kept doing Wen Ying's ideological work. When he got to school, he didn't change Wen Ying's mind.

I was also a little angry, so I stood there and watched Wen Yin enter the classroom first, then slowly entered the classroom, pouting so much that I could hang a bottle of oil as I went to sit down in my seat.

Mo Mo thought that things would not go so smoothly. When class was over, he called Wen Ying and went outside the classroom to find a place where no one was around: "Wen Ying, did you recognize us too?"

Wen Zheng said nothing and looked at Mo Mo calmly.

Mo Mo continued: "My parents are not in Beijing, and we don't know how to help you, but this is the best way for you to support yourself. I know you are proud and you are definitely not willing to accept our free help."

"Furthermore, there is another way. In the past three years, you can live in my house, accept my family's help, and give you a very good learning environment. Then you can use these three years to enter a junior college and do scientific research."

"When you go to university, you not only get free tuition but also receive living allowances. If you do scientific research, you can make money as long as you have a patent, and you can make more money than you can imagine."

Wen Zheng looked at Mo Mo in surprise, as if thinking about the feasibility of what he said.

…

An An doesn't give up, she can't say gentle words, Teacher Meng should be able to.

I ran to Teacher Meng during the break and told Teacher Meng this idea.

Teacher Meng found it incredible that this cute little girl could endure hardship: "Being a translator can indeed train you, but running a stall, can you save this face?"

An An was fearless: "Yes, as long as I can help Wen Cheng, I can do it."

Teacher Meng rubbed the little girl's head: "I didn't expect you to be so caring. Okay, I will do the ideological work of Wen Cheng. This is also a good opportunity to train you."

Teacher Meng went to Wen Ying, and Wen Ying nodded in agreement without wasting much words.

After school, Mo Mo Zhouzhou, An An and Wen Ying sat on the playground and began to discuss how to purchase goods and what goods would sell better.

Wen Zheng had no experience: "I can ask Grandma Li in the courtyard to borrow a tricycle."

Mo Mo nodded: "Because we can't set up stalls every day, we can't sell bread with a short shelf life. We can sell some souvenirs, such as bookmarks and postcards from the Forbidden City."

An An looked at Mo Mo with admiration: "Wow, brother, you know so much."

Mo Mo glanced at An An, but did not reveal her intentions. An An was afraid that he would regret it halfway, so she kept feeding him the ecstasy soup.

On Sunday, the four set out early in the morning to set up a stall near the front door. Their first day of business...

Sheng Anning came back early. Unexpectedly, when she got home early on Sunday, she failed to find that her three children were not at home.