Rebirth 00 I earned 999 from selling lunch boxes

At 11 o'clock in the morning, He Wenlin's family and other people arrived at He Wenhua's rental house one after another.

Fortunately, the rented house is big enough, otherwise there would not be enough space for so many people.

All the dishes have been prepared, and brothers He Wenhua and He Wenjun are in charge of the cooking.

The others were chatting together.

"Mom, give me some money." Zhang Xintian came suddenly, and the first thing he said when they met was to ask Tang Ping for money.

"What do you want the money for?" Tang Ping asked, "Where are you setting up your stall now? I can't even get in touch with you. You didn't even call me, and you still know I'm your mother."

"I lost my phone book, and I don't have your number, so I can't leave when I'm setting up the stall."

"Then why are you free to come here today?"

Zhang Xintian said: "My snack cart was stolen. I want to buy a new one."

"The snack cart is lost?"

"Yes, Mom, give me another fifteen hundred."

"Where did you spend 1500 yuan on a snack truck? Do you think I'm digging for gold? Where did you set up your stall? You've been setting it up for so long, don't you even earn enough to buy a snack truck?"

"Business isn't very good. It can't be compared to yours."

"How long have you been setting up a stall? It's been almost two months, and you haven't even made enough money from running a food truck. What's the point of setting up a stall? I think you should just go work in a factory."

"I won't work in a factory. It would be boring to work such long hours a day." Zhang Xintian said.

"What's not tiring? You set up a stall to sell snacks, isn't that tiring?" Tang Ping said this, as if she thought of something, and asked, "How many snacks do you sell a day?"

"Hey, why are you asking so many questions? In one word, money, will you give it to me?" Zhang Xintian became impatient.

"If you don't make any money, why are you setting up a stall? I won't give you any."

Zhang Xintian turned around and left.

"Xiaotian, it's time for dinner. If you have anything to say, let's talk after dinner." He Dashun went to pull Zhang Xintian.

Zhang Xintian pushed He Dashun away and said, "It's none of your business! Get out of here!"

Seeing this, He Wenhua put down the spatula and angrily said, "How do you talk to my dad? If you like to eat, eat. If you don't like to eat, get out!"

Tang Ping immediately said, "Apologize to your Uncle He. He called you to eat. Was he wrong to call you?"

Zhang Xintian glared at everyone, snorted coldly, turned around and left.

With his attitude, He Dashun naturally wouldn't chase him, and even if he went, the two brothers He Wenhua and He Wenjun wouldn't agree.

Tang Ping didn't expect Zhang Xintian to be like this, and she was very angry.

He Lanying quickly came out to smooth things over: "Boys are in their rebellious phase. My Lin Fei used to have a worse temper than this, but he will get better as he grows up."

"Boys are naughty and don't obey."

"Yes, when they grow up, or get married and have a wife, they usually start to become sensible."

……

Everyone tried to find a way out for Tang Ping.

Tang Ping felt very uncomfortable, but the guests were there, so she had to endure it.

He Wenlin felt that Zhang Xintian didn't seem to be in his rebellious period, and was most likely the type who would never live up to expectations.

In his previous life, He Wenlin had heard a little about this man and heard that he often asked Tang Ping for money.

But in the previous life, my uncle and Tang Ping did not have the financial conditions they have now, so even if they gave anything, they could not give much.

But this life is different, their financial situation will definitely be much better.

Therefore, He Wenlin suggested early on that He Wenhua should not mix his money with that of his uncle. The money they earned from setting up the stall every day should be divided equally among the three of them. Even if Tang Ping wanted to help her own son, at least He Wenhua would not suffer any loss.

"Wenhua, have you found a girlfriend? Let me introduce one to you." He Lanying suddenly changed the subject.

"Auntie, no need." He Wenhua said, "I don't plan to look for one for now."

"If you haven't found one yet, when will you do it?" He Lanying said, "Go back and meet him during the Chinese New Year to see if he's compatible with you."

"I also want to introduce one to my brother." He Wenlin said with a smile.

"Who do you want to introduce?" asked He's father.

"I work in a cake factory."

Of course He Wenlin wanted to introduce Yuan Ya.

Because of He Wenlin’s rebirth in this life, many things require human intervention, otherwise his life trajectory will be different from his previous life.

For example, Hu Meiling and Tan Mingyuan, He Wenhua and Xia Lijuan...

He Wenhua doesn’t know whether he can still be with Yuan Ya in this life.

Yuan Ya was a good woman, and in her previous life, she had said that marrying He Wenhua was good. Although they were not rich, the couple had never quarreled. Her eldest brother earned money, and she took care of the household and the children. They had a clear division of labor, and their life was relatively comfortable.

He Wenlin wanted to bring the two together.

"Brother, do you know Yuan Ya?" He Wenlin asked He Wenhua quietly.

"Is it the one that made cakes at the door before the second store opened?"

"It seems you remember it." He Wenlin said, "This sister is a good person."

"Study your books, earn your money, and don't worry too much about adults' affairs."

He Wenlin rolled her eyes at him and said, "Tsk! Do you think I'm happy to introduce you to someone? In other people's eyes, you're almost like a second marriage. I'm afraid they won't like you."

"How could you say that about your brother?"

"I'm telling the truth, okay."

"Sister, why don't you introduce her to me?" He Wenjun came over and asked in a mean way.

"Do you still need me to introduce you? I see you flirting every day." He Wenlin said, "I haven't asked you yet, who are you flirting with?"

He Wenjun, like He Wenlin, was a bachelor at an advanced age in his previous life.

He Wenjun smiled so hard that his teeth were showing, but he didn't say who he was chatting with.

"Tell me, have you met?" He Wenhua also started gossiping.

"Just cook your food and stop asking questions."

"You can't even ask."

"no!"

"You love to talk but don't talk."