Zhou Xiaoyun’s Happy Life

Chapter 82 Yu Cuilian’s emotion

Xiaobao always listened to Zhou Xiaoyun's words, but his greed was hooked and he really wanted to drink.

He didn't dare to ask for more in front of Zhou Xiaoyun. However, when Zhou Xiaoyun went to Wang Jingjing's house to play in the afternoon, he encouraged his brother Dabao to go into the house and find soda pop, and the two brothers opened a bottle.

So, when Zhou Xiaoyun set up a tea stall, brothers Dabao and Xiaobao approved of it with both hands and feet. In previous years, there was no such soda that could be opened and drank. Zhao Yuzhen was probably generous if he could drink it once a week.

Zhou Xiaoyun naturally didn't know this. She went to Wang Jingjing's house after lunch.

 She promised Wang Jingjing this morning, and she naturally kept her promise. Besides, it’s really boring to be at home every day, so it’s not bad to go out for a walk.

Wang Jingjing and Zhou Xiaoyun’s homes are only five or six houses apart, and they can walk within a few steps.

 When we arrived at Wang Jingjing’s house, she hadn’t finished lunch yet. The family is gathered around the dinner table!

Zhou Xiaoyun declined Wang Jingjing’s parents’ invitation to have a bowl of food, explaining repeatedly that she had already eaten enough at home. I regretted it all the time, it was such an unlucky time. If I had known, I would have stayed at home a little longer. Look how embarrassing it is now!

 It’s no wonder that Zhou Xiaoyun’s timing was unlucky. He was quite late to have dinner at home. However, Wang Jingjing's mother opened a tailor shop at home and often made clothes, bedsheets, quilt covers, curtains, etc. for others. It was common for her to have lunch at one or two o'clock when she was busy.

It's really uncomfortable to stand in other people's houses and watch people having lunch, mainly because Zhou Xiaoyun doesn't feel comfortable.

Wang Jingjing was quite happy. Originally, Zhou Xiaoyun was notoriously lazy, and her friends would always come to play with her. Who had ever seen Zhou Xiaoyun take the initiative to come out to play with her friends?

Thinking of this, Wang Jingjing felt a little complacent. It seemed that her relationship with Zhou Xiaoyun was the best!

Wang Jingjing’s father, Wang Kang, still vividly remembered the scene of Zhou Xiaoyun doing business in the market in the morning. He praised Zhou Xiaoyun in front of Wang Jingjing’s mother, Yu Cuilian, and said: “Damn it, look at the eldest daughter of Zhou’s second family, she is better than us. Jingjing is still a year younger, and she has set up a tea stall in the market, and she is doing well in business and calculating accounts. It looks like this girl will be a promising person in the future."

Yu Cuilian has heard Wang Jingjing talk about it many times at home, so she is naturally very familiar with the children in this village. Among the many children of the same age, Zhou Xiaoyun, who is slightly younger, is the most clever and well-behaved. Not to mention anything else, just seeing, speaking and doing things is different.

Look, it’s so polite to talk to an aunt and uncle in one mouthful. He speaks generously and appropriately, almost catching up with adults.

Yu Cuilian couldn't help but become interested when she heard Wang Kang praise Zhou Xiaoyun, and asked Zhou Xiaoyun who was standing in the corner: "Da Ya, how is your business doing in the market? How much money can you make in one episode?"

 Why do adults like to ask questions like this?

Zhou Xiaoyun had a headache after hearing this. She didn't want to attract attention and had already stood in the corner. Why did the topic turn to her again? Besides, how should she answer this question?

 If you say too little, people won’t believe you.

 Tell it truthfully? What's worse, some people are jealous and wonder what kind of business she does.

You must know that the business is only for one person. It is a small business. Even the adults looked down upon it and let her child pick it up. If you tell Yu Cuilian that you can earn more than ten yuan at a market, I'm sure there will be three or five tea stalls popping up at the next market.

After Zhou Xiaoyun thought about it, he answered vaguely: "I just stayed at home and had nothing to do, so I went to the market to set up a small tea stall to sell and play, mainly to accompany my father. It is much more convenient for my brothers and sisters to drink soda. "From now on, if Jingjing wants to drink soda, she can come to my house and I won't charge her to drink it."

Yu Cuilian was surprised by the evasive answer, but she was too embarrassed to ask further. Besides, Zhou Xiaoyun was very interested in Wang Jingjing when he talked about this.

Wang Jingjing happily said that she would go there often in the future.

 Yu Cuilian's eyes were filled with annoyance. Fortunately, Wang Jingjing took people's polite words seriously. If you really go there every day, how can you do business?

Zhou Xiaoyun understood the meaning in Yu Cuilian's eyes, and helped his friend out of trouble considerately: "Auntie, Jingjing and I have been classmates for two years and are good friends. She and I are not being polite. What I just said is sincere. If so, let Jingjing come and play with me more in the future.”

Wang Kang couldn't help but nodded. His words were really watertight and there was nothing much to say.

Yu Cuilian smiled when she heard this: "Da Ya, our Jingjing is so close to you and we are happy as adults. Let Jingjing learn more from you. We will be satisfied if you are half as good at talking and doing things." "

 Wow, what a sugar-coated bomb!

Zhou Xiaoyun quickly humbly deprecated himself: "Looking at what you said, I blushed. How can I be as good as you said? Jingjing is lively and cute, unlike me who doesn't like to talk and is like a boring gourd. People like it.”

Wang Jingjing was completely unaware of the several confrontations between her friend and her mother. She listened with a smile.

 Wang Jingjing felt proud when she heard Yu Cuilian praise Zhou Xiaoyun. When Zhou Xiaoyun praised herself, Wang Jingjing was all smiles, she was so happy that she just giggled.

Yu Cuilian and Zhou Xiaoyun chatted without a word, and when they glanced sideways at Wang Jingjing's cheerful and silly look, they sighed secretly. They are both children, but this one is quite different from the daughter of the Zhou family.

　Whose child is not a treasure in the heart of his parents?

Yu Cuilian naturally found it hard to praise Wang Jingjing in front of others, but she still thought her daughter was cute and lively. However, compared with Zhou Xiaoyun, who is in the same class, this is simply not on the same level and cannot be compared.

 When Yu Cuilian realized this, she still felt a little awkward.

Zhou Xiaoyun's appropriate response finally made Yu Cuilian feel better, and what she said later was sincere. It would be good if Wang Jingjing was often with Zhou Xiaoyun, and she would be more sensible and capable if she was exposed to them for a long time.

Lesbians are all small-minded. Wang Kang didn't think about it at all. He admired Zhou Xiaoyun very much. Wang Kang admired such an older child for starting a business like a little adult.

 When Wang Jingjing announced that the meal was finished, Zhou Xiaoyun was finally relieved.

 It was really tiring to talk to adults, so Zhou Xiaoyun thought it was better to be a child. There is no intention, no subtext, nothing to consider, nothing to pay attention to, just say what you want to say, so relaxed and comfortable.

Zhou Xiaoyun and Wang Jingjing went to the house to play.

 Sister and brother Wang Jingjing also have a room of their own. It was about the same size as Zhou Xiaoyun's room, but the layout was a little different. After learning origami cranes from Zhou Xiaoyun for a while, Wang Jingjing didn't have much patience. After folding two, they were not very beautiful and she didn't want to fold them anymore.

Zhou Xiaoyun folded the paper crane for Wang Jingjing when he had nothing else to do.

 Wang Jingjing found some New Year paintings from home, cut them up, and folded paper cranes with Zhou Xiaoyun.

 I folded a bunch of them all afternoon, even jokingly, and strung them together in a long string around the head of the bed, which was quite beautiful. Wang Jingjing was very happy.

 (End of this chapter)