Stepmother Reborn: Dad, my mom hasn't hit me for three days

Zhang Xiuhua and Li Jianguo drove their hand tractors to the county early in the morning.

They first deliver the goods to the convenience store, and then look for a suitable shop along the way.

There are many private stores nearby. They used to sell only vegetables and fruits, but now clothing stores, food stores, grocery stores, barber shops, hardware stores, etc. have all opened up, and the business of the supply and marketing cooperative has become very poor.

They parked the car opposite the state-owned shopping mall.

Zhang Xiuhua wants to go to the state-owned shopping mall to see how popular it is.

Li Jianguo thought he was going to take over a state-owned shopping mall, and he was overwhelmed. "How can this place sell vegetables? It's too big. And it's two stories high."

"I know, I'm just checking it out!" Zhang Xiuhua walked into the mall, which was still the same as before, except that there were more salespeople than customers. When they saw customers coming, they didn't even raise their heads, still acting very arrogant.

Li Jianguo told her, "My brother said that last year the supply and marketing cooperatives still accounted for 80% of the vegetable wholesale company they opened, but this year the situation has reversed."

Zhang Xiuhua was surprised, "Turn around?"

"Correct!"

Zhang Xiuhua understood it after a little thought. For the same price, the supply and marketing cooperatives still required tickets, and the salesmen's service attitude was not good. Private bosses were different. In order to make more money, their attitudes were as good as possible.

"I see that the clothes in this mall are still the old models from last year. I guess they won't sell well." Zhang Xiuhua sighed. "It's in such a good location. If it really goes bankrupt one day, we can take it over."

Li Jianguo thought she was joking, "Where does the money come from? This is the best location in the county. It would be hard to get it without hundreds of thousands of dollars, right?"

Zhang Xiuhua didn't say anything. After coming out of the mall, they walked around the area to see if there were any stores that wanted to be transferred.

Even if state-owned enterprises are losing money, they are still strong. Private enterprises...

Zhang Xiuhua thought for a moment and said, "Should we rent a private one?"

Li Jianguo was stunned. "Weren't you afraid that the private party would go back on their word and increase the rent later?"

"If it's too expensive, we won't rent it. Any profit is good." Zhang Xiuhua said with a smile, "We also have an advantage, that is, we import large quantities of goods from the south. Now we are the only one in the county. In a few years, this advantage may not be obvious."

Li Jianguo understood what she meant. A carload of goods cost 50,000 yuan, and it was not something that most people could come up with.

They looked around and found a shop at a crossroads. If they opened a door from the side, they could open the door and do business. Unfortunately, no one was home and the door was locked. They asked the neighbors and learned that the owner had gone to visit relatives and didn't know when he would be back.

"It's too late today. Let's go take care of Yaoyao's affairs first." Li Jianguo looked at Zhang Xiuhua.

Zhang Xiuhua nodded, and the two of them got on the tractor and followed the route Li Jianguo had memorized to find the boy's home.

Just as the old man said, this boy's family is indeed well-off. His father is the factory director and his mother is an employee in the factory. They live in the factory's staff quarters and their house is the largest.

Li Jianguo found it difficult to go directly to the door and explain his purpose.

"The boy has already gone to school, and we have no way of confirming his character. What should we do?"

Zhang Xiuhua thought for a moment, "Has he ever enrolled in any tutoring classes?"

Li Jianguo was stunned, then quickly nodded, "Yes! I signed up for painting and calligraphy classes at the Children's Palace in front."

Zhang Xiuhua's eyes lit up. "Then let's go to the Children's Palace to find the teacher? Maybe we can get his handwriting. I can find someone good at calligraphy to copy it, it will be the same, right?"

Li Jianguo nodded. "That's a good idea! Yaoyao isn't a professional handwriting identification expert, so as long as it's 90% similar, it'll be fine."

But Zhang Xiuhua felt that this method was not feasible. "Even if we find a teacher, he won't give me Ye Xingyu's calligraphy practice book?!"

Li Jianguo was stunned. "What should we do?"

Zhang Xiuhua racked her brains for a long time, and then her eyes lit up, "I got it!"

She asked Li Jianguo to wait for her here. She went forward and knocked on the door. Soon an old lady came to open the door. When she saw Zhang Xiuhua, she recognized her for a long time and asked, "Who are you?"

"Hello, is this Ye Xingshi's home?"

The old lady nodded, "Yes! Ye Xingyu is my grandson, he has gone to school. Who are you? What do you want to see him for?"

Zhang Xiuhua smiled and said, "Auntie, I won't look for him. I heard that he is a good student and did very well in the high school entrance examination. My child will take the high school entrance examination soon, and I am a little anxious. I want to ask if your Ye Xingyu has any notes. I want him to get some of the credit from the top student."

As she spoke, she took out the money, "It's not for nothing."

As he said this, he stuffed ten yuan into the other party's pocket. The old lady had never seen such a scene before, so she didn't want it, but the other party insisted.

The old lady had no choice but to take her to her grandson's room and pointed to a pile of books at the bottom of the bookshelf. "The ones at the bottom are all for junior high school. They have been picked out by other relatives. You can pick them yourself. I don't understand either."

Zhang Xiuhua smiled at him and picked through the pile of books. Just as the old lady said, many books and notebooks were picked up. Only a few notebooks for secondary subjects were not picked up.

She picked a notebook she had written in the third year of junior high school. People's handwriting won't change much in a short period of time.

She picked out two books, but the old lady was still not happy, "Only two? That's too little, isn't it? I took so much money from you! I feel bad."

"It's okay. The books are not valuable, but the notes inside are valuable." Zhang Xiuhua asked the old lady not to send it off, and then came out with two notebooks.

Li Jianguo was standing at the gate of the family compound waiting for her, and countless people passing by would glance at him. He felt uncomfortable all over.

Seeing Zhang Xiuhua coming out with notes in her hand, he was delighted and asked, "Done?"

"Correct!"

Zhang Xiuhua raised the notebook in her hand and said, "When I'm done with this, I can show it to Jilin. Look at the notes taken by this top student. His handwriting is so neat! There's even a notebook for wrong answers."

Li Jianguo nodded, "That's fine!"

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Xiuhua arrived in the capital with her notes. She wanted Youcai to help her ask who was good at imitating fonts.

Jidong happened to know that she was here and came to see her. When he heard that she wanted to find someone to copy her calligraphy, he immediately said, "The landlord of this house is a calligraphy expert. He can do it! I'll go find him!"

But Jidong was a little embarrassed, "Auntie, how should this letter be written? You write one first! I'll ask him to follow it."

This stumped Zhang Xiuhua, "You are boys, you should be able to write, right? I can't!"

She had never written a love letter in her entire life. How could she do this!

Jidong and Youcai looked at each other and said in unison, "We don't know how to do that either!"

"No, just try it. It's so embarrassing for two college students to not be able to write a love letter." Zhang Xiuhua rolled her eyes.

Jidong was speechless and thought: If I could write love letters, aunt, would you be worried? But he didn't dare to say it. Aunt is upset now. It's better not to talk nonsense at this time. Just stay still!

Youcai has always been straightforward, so he was more direct, "Aunt Zhang, do college students have to know how to write love letters? How can you write love letters when the college entrance examination doesn't test it?"

Zhang Xiuhua didn't speak for a long time. She sighed heavily, "I'm not trying to embarrass you on purpose. If I were your age, I wouldn't have to bother you. If I were to write it, I'd be afraid of being exposed. After all, there's a generation gap of three years. Yaoyao and I are from two different generations. I'm going to write a love letter, and the love words are 'We want to build a revolutionary friendship and make progress together'. Do you think she can believe it?"

Jidong twitched his lips, and Youcai shook his head like a rattle, "Aunt Zhang, you are too reserved! If someone didn't know, they would think you were writing an application to join the party."