Rebirth 00 I earned 999 from selling lunch boxes

"Age thirty-four, height 110 meters, weight 172 kilograms, bachelor's degree, passed CET-30 in English, and can speak simple Korean. Two two-bedroom apartments in Ningcheng are fully paid, and one is a three-bedroom apartment with provident fund loans. The annual income is about thirty Wan, is the general manager of a supermarket. I am looking for a man who is over 38cm tall, in good health and has no bad habits, about 10- years old, with a college degree or above, an income of more than , and is willing to give a yuan gift. It doesn’t matter whether he has a RV or not. "

He's mother threatened to die and forced He Wenlin to bring the information she printed out to the blind date corner.

When she got here, He Wenlin displayed the information on her chest, preparing to take a photo and send it to her mother, and then walked away.

Unexpectedly, a man saw her message and said at that time: "You are a thirty-four-year-old woman. You may be menopausal in a few years, but you still have such high demands?

A man who can earn nearly 10,000 yuan a month, who would like an old woman like you?

Earning hundreds of thousands a year is not enough money. With this kind of money, we men can't find someone of eighteen or twenty.

An old woman still has such high demands. How do you compare yourself to a twenty-year-old girl? How about taking pictures of yourself without peeing? I also want a betrothal gift. Is it worth the price? Sure enough, old women like you have high demands, none of them are normal and cannot recognize themselves. "

Then Balabala said a lot, all criticizing He Wenlin.

Can He Wenlin endure it?

Of course I can't bear it!

"I am an old woman at thirty-four, so what are you at thirty-six? An old man? Or a bad old man? Which one is bigger, thirty-four or thirty-six? Can you tell the difference? Have you read a book? Do you know how to count? A man with a lower head. .”

"A man is still a flower at forty, and a woman is a piece of shit at thirty. Can men and women be the same? Old women like you have a lot of trouble. No wonder you can't get married."

"You really want to put money on your face and give me a flower. Why can't you get a wife at the age of 36?" He Wenlin stared at the message in his hand and sneered, "Age 15, self-built house in rural areas. Salary is 30, college degree. I want to find an only daughter with an income of more than , age under , parents with pensions, over meters tall, fair skin, big eyes, no betrothal gift.

Even the bastards in the wishing pool dare not make such a wish. What do you think of your only daughter who earns more than 10,000 yuan? Do you think you are old, you are black, you are poor, and you are 1.7 meters tall? Can you cut the picture in Pinduoduo? Some people are obviously ordinary, why are they so confident? "

He Wenlin's words touched his sore spot. The man glared angrily and rushed towards He Wenlin. He Wenlin had learned free fighting for several years and knocked him to the ground!

"Young man, don't let me see you next time!" After saying that, he kicked him twice.

After beating the person and letting out a sigh of relief, He Wenlin left.

As soon as I left, my mother called me: "How was the result?"

"I haven't found the right one."

Mother He suddenly became anxious: "With so many people in the dating corner, how is it possible that there is no suitable one? You don't even look at how old you are, and there are still others to choose from? Who doesn't just make do with what they get married?"

"You've been on so many blind dates, who wouldn't mind your age? You make a lot of money and have a lot of real estate, what's the use of it?"

"Handsome, tall, rich and dedicated, that's a novel! As a person in his thirties, stop living in fantasy."

"Without a home, a lover and children, who will take care of you when you are old and unable to move?"

"If you die in the future, there will be no one to take care of your funeral?"

Faced with her mother's continuous output, He Wenlin couldn't help but reply: "As long as I die quickly, no one can take care of me! After I die, you still have to take care of my funeral affairs, feed my body to the dogs, fill the sea, and ashes It doesn’t matter if you put up a wall, you won’t know if you die anyway.”

He Wenlin shook the red wine glass, took a sip, and then broke into pieces.

It was retribution.

She really got it right.

She didn't even know how she died.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the summer of 2000.

He Wenlin looked at everything in front of her, and it seemed a little familiar, like... the dormitory in her mother's factory.

He Wenlin is fourteen years old this year and will be in the third grade of junior high school next semester. She is considered a left-behind child.

The summer vacation has just begun. She and her little sister He Qian and He Shan from the same village came to Shaocheng to spend the summer vacation with their fellow villagers. He Shan and her parents are not in this area.

He Wenlin and He Qian lived in the dormitory of her mother's Boshi Garment Factory.

Mr. and Mrs. Li from the garment factory are very kind to their employees. Not only do they have rooms for couples, but they also allow their children to live in the dormitory, provided there are empty beds in the existing dormitory. Water and electricity are free of charge, but they have to pay for their own food.

He Wenlin lives in a dormitory with several fellow teenagers.

Her brother He Wenjun lived with his parents in a single room with two beds separated by a curtain.

The dormitory was outside the factory and the environment was very poor. It was a row of low-slung adobe buildings with more than a dozen rooms. The toilet was a public toilet. You can't imagine how dirty it was.

There was no proper place to take a bath, and the environment was worse than in her hometown in the countryside.

Most of the people living in the dormitories here are fellows from Hunan Province, and a few from Gansu Province.

At this time, several fellows in the dormitory had already gone to work, and she and He Qian were the only ones left in the room.

He Wenlin looked at the environment in front of her and was speechless.

After more than ten years of hard work, I had a house, a car, and a career, but in the end I was back to before liberation.

I paint...

He Wenlin really didn't want to live in a private house with no bathroom, no bathroom, and a dirty and messy environment.

She didn't go to high school or go to college in her last life. This is her regret. She will definitely make up for her regrets when she files it all over again in this life!

She didn't go to high school in her last life entirely because her father wanted to be a boss and get rich. They caught on to his mentality and deceived him, leaving him with tens of thousands of dollars in debt.

Now everyone's salary is just over one thousand, and He Wenlin and her younger brother He Wenjun still have to study and can't afford the repayment.

He Wenlin had no choice but to drop out of school.

"Linlin, let's go to the city to play today." He Qian got up, interrupting He Wenlin's thoughts.

"I won't go. I want to do business."

He Qian was surprised: "Business? What business? Are you going to set up a street stall?"

"Do you want to join me in making fast food?"

He Qian is somewhat related to He Wenlin. Her grandmother and He Wenlin's grandmother are cousins. They married in the same village. Now their parents work in the same factory, so the two families have a good relationship.

He Wenlin and she are classmates and come here to play together. If they start a fast food business, they can't leave her behind.

"Can it be sold?"

"There are so many migrant workers here, many of them from Sichuan, Hunan, and Jiangxi provinces, and they all have heavy tastes. There are also many people from Hui Province. Their tastes are not as heavy as ours, but they are not used to the food here. I I feel like there’s a lot to be done.”

There are no fast food restaurants nearby, nor any noodle shops. If you want to eat stir-fried fast food, you have to walk five miles to Chengnan Avenue.

The working hours in the factory are very long, usually one hour for lunch. If you have to work overtime at night, you only have half an hour for dinner. In this time, you can't get food at all, let alone go ten miles back and forth for a meal.

He's father and his mother basically use stainless steel lunch boxes to steam rice in the factory. After getting off work at noon, they take the rice back to the dormitory and fry an egg or make seaweed and egg soup to make a meal. After resting, I go to work. I have short time in the afternoon, so sometimes I just eat instant noodles.