The perfect future of rebirth

"Guokuo, why does mom need an injection?"

Miss Fan Er obviously didn't understand why her mother had to lie on the bed and get an injection.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: "For the sake of good health, my mother is sick, and she will recover after an injection. Then we can send our Beibei to kindergarten."

"Okay, okay, Beibei is going to kindergarten." The little girl clapped her hands happily, and then stretched out her hand to hug Zhao Fusheng: "Guokuo, hug."

Zhao Fusheng smiled and hugged Fan Beibei, and said to Fan Baobao beside him, "How are you doing?"

Since the commercial was finished and after the summer vacation, Fan Baobao returned home. Zhao's house has two bedrooms and one living room, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother share a room, and Zhao Fusheng's room was vacated for Fan's mother and daughter, which is just right.

"Fortunately, I found a temporary job. I have 30 yuan a day, and I also take care of the food." She also wanted to use a knife on her body. As a daughter, how could she not be worried.

Zhao Fusheng also understood her, but he couldn't say any words of comfort. After all, under the current situation, it is also a good thing for Fan Baobao to be able to make money in advance.

"By the way, are you really that network administrator?" Fan Baobao asked in a low voice.

Beibei was still young and couldn't learn to speak, so she asked directly.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Well, that's it."

This is not a lie. Once the website is successfully established, Zhao Fusheng will really deal with Internet cafes.

Fan Baobao was skeptical, she always felt that Zhao Fusheng seemed to have more and more secrets since the accident in her family, and she couldn't see what he was thinking at all.

"Don't be too tired, pay attention to your body." Fan Baobao hesitated and said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, and then laughed: "You made more than 1000 yuan from advertising, why don't you treat me to something?"

"Okay, Mr. Zheng gave me a bonus of 300 yuan." Fan Baobao thought for a while and said, "I'll treat you to a popsicle."

"thanks……"

Wait, Zhao Fusheng just finished saying thank you, then he widened his eyes and looked at Fan Baobao: "You pay [-] yuan for an advertisement, and the bonus is [-] yuan, and treat me to a popsicle that costs [-] cents each?"

"Zhao Fusheng, Fusheng, you have changed! You never would have picked on me before." Fan Baobao said calmly.

Zhao Fusheng's face turned dark at that time. Does this have anything to do with being picky, "Fan Baobao, you are unreasonable. You are obviously stingy, so why am I picky?"

"If you like to eat, don't eat, if you don't eat, you will fall down." Fan Baobao choked his neck.

"Eat, I'm going to eat ten!" Zhao Fusheng gritted his teeth and went to the grocery store not far away, and said to Fan Baobao, "Go, buy me popsicles."

Fan Baobao looked like he was too lazy to pay attention to him, and walked towards the grocery store.

Watching her sister go away, Fan Beibei kissed Zhao Fusheng's face in his arms, and then said in a childish voice, "Guokuo, sister is not stingy."

"Ah?" Zhao Fusheng was a little strange, and heard Fan Beibei say, "My sister bought toys for Beibei, cigarettes for Uncle, cosmetics for Auntie, and the rest of the money was given to Mom. I like it for a long time." I didn’t even buy any skirts.”

Zhao Fusheng was stunned, looked at Fan Baobao not far away, and suddenly couldn't say a word.

Chapter 60 Fooling Papa

The children of the poor have long been in charge of the family, and Zhao Fusheng's family is not rich, so he naturally understands what 800 yuan means today in [-].

That is equivalent to three months of living expenses for most students. You know, the tuition fee for one year of high school is only 300 yuan.For university, including tuition fees and miscellaneous fees, including accommodation fees, it is [-] a year.

For Fan Baobao, this is undoubtedly a huge sum of money.

She couldn't even bear the money to buy a pair of skirts for herself, but she remembered buying things for Zhao's parents and Zhao's mother. Zhao Fusheng was very happy.

In the final analysis, she is still the sensible Fan Baobao.

Of course, for myself, it seems a little bit worse.

"Guokuo, the popsicles are so sweet." Fan Beibei smiled happily while eating the popsicles bought by her sister.

Zhao Fusheng nodded, glanced at Fan Baobao, but noticed that he and Fan Beibei both ate paddles that cost [-] cents each, while she ate popsicles that cost [-] cents each.

"I have to make money!"

This thought flashed through his mind, Zhao Fusheng gently patted Fan Beibei's head: "Sweet is good."

"Don't work too hard."

When returning to the hospital, Fan Baobao said to Zhao Fusheng: "When my advertisement is broadcast, I will receive more jobs in the future, and I will definitely repay your family when the time comes."

Zhao Fusheng laughed: "Okay, I'll be your manager when the time comes, how about it?"

Fan Baobao's eyes brightened: "Okay, it's a deal, and you will be my manager when the time comes."

"What is a broker?"

Fan Beibei obviously didn't understand what the two of them meant, so she asked curiously.

"As for the manager, if my sister needs anything, she can come to me." Zhao Fusheng smiled and explained to the little girl.

"So good? Then I want Guoguo to be my manager." Fan Beibei clapped her little hands and laughed loudly.

Zhao Fusheng patted her on the head: "You, let's talk when you grow up."

"Oh..." He sighed in disappointment, Ms. Fan Beibei was obviously shocked, and she was still depressed when she returned to the ward.

Li Yuan's operation was scheduled for two days later, because it was a mastectomy, it was inconvenient for Zhao Fusheng and Zhao's father to stay, so they simply went home first.

"Don't work too hard at school." Sitting on the bus, Zhao's father said earnestly to his son.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Don't worry, I know it well."

"Well, I've already chosen a good place for our fruit shop, and it can be set up when Aunt Li is discharged from the hospital." Father Zhao said confidently. Originally, the funds were still a little tight, but the group of people in Hanjiaxiang disappeared. Yes, the 5 yuan left over made them a lot more comfortable.

Zhao Fusheng smiled. He likes his father like this, full of confidence and hope for the future.

In fact, Zhao Fusheng originally wanted to tell his father that he opened an advertising studio with others at school, but seeing his father's current state, he decided not to say anything.

Perhaps, my father enjoys his current life very much, the life of being the head of the family. If he robs him of this fun, he will probably be very disappointed.

More importantly, Zhao Fusheng is unwilling to let the truth come out until he has achieved something that can really make his parents live comfortably.

This is actually just some obsession of a son. After all, every parent hopes that their son will become a success, and hope that their children will be outstanding, and every child who does not want their parents to be proud of themselves.

"Dad, let me tell you, since you have a fruit shop, you might as well just rent a bigger storefront and build a small supermarket. When I watch movies online, many places abroad do this."

Zhao Fusheng blinked and made a suggestion to his father.

"Supermarket? Is it a grocery store?"

Obviously, Dad Zhao was a little surprised, and he didn't even understand Zhao Fusheng's words.