Rebirth of a virtuous wife and man

Many years have passed, so Lu Xijie doesn't remember it very clearly. He can only vaguely recall that he was in the fifth or sixth grade of elementary school at that time. Someone from the sports school came to select new students, because he was in good physical condition at the time and met all the requirements. If he reached the standard, he was selected and wanted to train him to develop in basketball.The teacher of the sports school had come to talk to him several times, and he himself wanted to go on this road. After all, his academic performance has not been very good, and he is not interested in studying.But in the end this matter still didn't work out, one was because of Lu Shengtian's objection, and the other was because the family really didn't have that condition.

As parents, most of them want their children to have a good future. Lu Shengtian is a weirdo, but Fang Jing is no exception. At that time, she actually hoped that her children could go to sports schools, because sports schools might be a good place for her children to develop. There is more space, but the difficulty is that the tuition fee is too expensive, and she does not have the ability to afford it.

In fact, this itself is not Fang Jing's fault, but she always feels sorry for her child because of this.

It would be a lie to say that Lu Xijie didn't complain at all back then. He was also quite depressed about his family's powerlessness during his second year of middle school.But the face-to-face emotions didn't last too long, because he also looked away later, thinking that a man should try to break through the sky by himself, and shouldn't rely on his family for everything.But he did know that because of this, his mother always felt sorry for him.For example, using this point to ask his mother to get him "start-up funds" may indeed be a little dirty, but at this juncture he doesn't care too much, as long as his mother won't be cheated by Lu Shengtian again, these things are necessary of.

In fact, it's not like Lu Xijie didn't think about telling his mother directly what kind of person Lu Shengtian is, but he has no evidence now, and he doesn't want to scare the snake away, and he always wants to let her mother know when the time comes after starting a small business. There are more options.If she doesn't want to work in the factory anymore, she can start a small business with him. His mother is not the kind of person who has high eyesight and low power, so the possibility of helping him is definitely not small.

Fang Jing still hesitated, after all, 1 yuan is not a small amount for her.But she didn't tell Lu Shengtian about this, and Lu Xijie resolutely started selling finger cakes.Early in the morning when the sun was still dark, he got up and went to the rented house. He took the bread made the night before, the roasted sausages that had been melted, and other materials, and pushed a small cart to the market. Lay things out and wait for business to come.

Now that the price is not too high, Lu Xijie ordered three kinds of prices for the hand pancakes.Two, three, and four, respectively.Ordinary ones with eggs and lettuce are two pieces, those with an extra sausage are three pieces, and those with a sausage or an egg are four pieces.

Lu Xijie stood behind the frying pan, put on a white apron, cleaned the frying pan, and soon attracted the first customer to come to the door today.The guest seemed to be a middle school student, and he said, "One hand cake for three yuan." After speaking, he handed the money to Lu Xijie, "Boss, I'm going to buy a cup of soy milk, and I'll get the cake later."

The soya-bean milk shop was not far away, Lu Xijie turned on the stove quickly, and put the biscuits on the frying pan to fry.In order not to feel greasy when eating, Lu Xijie saved the process of dripping oil, but correspondingly, he added a little more meat oil when kneading the noodles, so that the cakes can be placed directly on the frying pan without burning, and the taste Also crispier.

When the student came back, his pancakes were almost finished.At this time, two more people came by and wanted to buy cakes, and they quickly lined up.

This is the case with snacks. At the beginning, everyone came to eat something fresh, and after they tasted good, they would continue to eat, and then until the business entered a period of saturation.But now this small business is better because there is no second share. There is only Lu Xijie in the whole city, so it will not be robbed of the business for a while. In addition to the hand-cooked cakes, everything else is easy to say, but the cake base The craftsmanship is very important. If the cake base is not well made, no matter how delicious the other ingredients are, the taste of the finger cake will be greatly reduced. Therefore, Lu Xijie is still quite confident that he can make a fortune.

Lu Xijie calculated carefully, and now the cost of each cake is only about one yuan to one yuan. Even if he has to pay a little tax for selling cakes here in the morning, the net profit is almost 40% to 200%.He can probably sell three to four hour cakes in the morning, forty or fifty cakes on weekdays, and sixty to seventy cakes on rest days.Calculated in this way, he can earn at least [-] yuan in the morning, so a month is at least [-] yuan!

Zhang Dong was eating a piece of finger cake, looked at Lu Xijie who was busy washing things in the kitchen, and said curiously: "I said, where did you learn this skill? It's really delicious, and it sells well outside." ?”

Lu Xijie turned his head and glanced at the young landlord, "Let's get along and earn a living."

In fact, the income is quite good. It has not yet reached May Day, and the number of customers is increasing day by day.On the one hand, it is because the weather is getting warmer and more people come out in the morning, and on the other hand, because people who have eaten and found it delicious bring their relatives, friends or classmates to eat together, so the sales volume will naturally increase accordingly.Lu Xijie has already considered asking his mother to get him a passbook, otherwise he will earn more money but have nowhere to save it.Now he doesn't have an ID card and he can't open a passbook by himself.

Lu Xijie packed up his things and closed the door, and asked Zhang Dong, "I come early every morning, so I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Zhang Dong shook his head, "It's okay, I'm a heavy sleeper, you can do whatever you want." After finishing speaking, he threw away the paper package that originally contained the finger cakes, "Thank you for inviting me to eat finger cakes."

Lu Xijie waved his hand, and took the time to go to the home of the client who needed to install cabinets. After finishing his work, he returned to the rented house to make the dough for tomorrow, and then went home.

It was almost nine o'clock in the evening when we got home, Lu Xijie was tired all day and didn't even want to eat, but Fang Jing still made him a bowl of noodles.Unable to refuse his mother's kindness, he barely got up and ate all the noodles and soup, before saying, "Mom, I want to ask you something."

Fang Jing said, "What's the matter?"

"I would like to trouble you to get me a passbook." Lu Xijie promised, "You only need to put one dollar in it, it's really not much, I'll just use a passbook."

"Well, then I'll do it for you at noon tomorrow." Fang Jing wondered with some uncertainty, did the child want to test her?

However, the next morning, Fang Jing dismissed this idea.The cause was that a good colleague in her unit sprained her ankle, and it was very inconvenient to be alone at home.Fang Jing thought that she was idle anyway, so she went to see her and came out for a walk.It's just that she never expected that when she was going to buy breakfast for her colleagues, she saw her son in the market.At the beginning, she didn't believe it, because the child said at the time that she wanted to borrow the principal, but didn't she not pay it yet?

But she did see her son standing behind a semi-old tricycle with a frying pan and a gas tank on it. The child was busy working intently in a white apron. In front of him is a team of six or seven people.The guests handed over the money one by one, and her son took it and collected it carefully or gave change, always with a grateful smile on his face.

Fang Jing looked at the five yuan and ten yuan ones, and there was relief in her eyes, but more sourness. If it wasn't for the soy milk bag that scalded her back to her senses, she would have almost taken root in place.Perhaps this is God's will, which made her not only see it, but also discover a fact that may have been neglected for a long time-her son may not be as bad as the teacher said, nor as worthless as her husband said .It made her ashamed to suspect her child's behavior.

In the end, Fang Jing didn't go there either, she turned and left when she saw Lu Xijie on the opposite side who was busy all the time.She still needs some time to digest what she just saw.This was really a coincidence, so she really wasn't prepared for it at all.

A colleague suddenly asked: "Fang Jing, why are you so preoccupied?"

Fang Jing smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'm just happy."

She remembered that when the child said he was going to the sports school, his eyes were very serious, but she didn't have the ability to let him go.Later, the child was angry and upset, and the whole person became a little rebellious.But it is undeniable that this child has always been very filial, so this time, she cannot refuse to help the child no matter what.That was her own child, and the only blood bond in this world was a piece of flesh that fell from her body.She can work two or three hours more than others every day for him, and in the same way, she can also spend part of the business capital.

It is really not easy for her to save 1 yuan, but whether it is a loss or a profit, it should be given a chance to the child.

At night, when Lu Xijie came back from work, he found that Lu Shengtian was not there.Lu Xijie frowned imperceptibly when he thought that he might be going to see Fang Xian again.At this time, Fang Jing grabbed his hand for a long time before saying, "Son, last time you said you wanted to ask Mom for some money, Mom got it for you, and it's in this passbook."

Fang Jing showed Lu Xijie an Industrial and Commercial Bank passbook, and Lu Xijie took it over and opened it, and there was a full 5000 yuan in it.Lu Xijie thought that after such a long time, even if this matter didn't go to waste, the amount of money would have to be discounted in half, but he didn't expect that his mother not only gave it but also gave it more!

"Mom, here, why do you give so much?" Lu Xijie was happy on the one hand, but surprised on the other hand.He knew what was going on in his family, and the money was quite a lot.

"Silly boy, when the time comes, you get flour, oil, etc., and you don't have a place to put them? Wouldn't your dad know if you put them at home?" Fang Jing said, "Let's not tell your dad about this for now, wait for you If you really make money in the future, there will be no time to talk about it. Your father has a good face, if he knows you are so young and goes out to sell things, he will definitely not be happy."

Obviously, since he was able to start a business, this kid must have rented a house.Fang Jing guessed that he used to go out early and return late every day, and distributed leaflets, maybe it was to save this money.

Lu Xijie nodded, "Okay, as long as you don't say anything."

Fang Jing slept very soundly that night, but Lu Xijie felt a little insomnia.When he was selling cakes today, he received the money from the customers, and just looking up, he saw a person on the opposite side who looked very much like his mother.But before he could say hello, another new customer came up, so he could only continue to work on his work.He was still muttering in his heart at the time, but after the crowd of guests dispersed, his mother had long since disappeared.But judging from what happened tonight, the person he saw at that time should be his mother.

Perhaps, his mother was not as simple and old-fashioned as he thought, maybe she was just trapped in such a family for a long time, without the opportunity to indulge herself.