Moreover, there are various kinds of lotus lanterns on the stalls, and those made by oneself are much more beautiful. Many young men and women like to buy them.
Qian Jiyun and An Jiuyue each held a little guy and sat beside a tea stall. There was a pot of tea on the table and they were drinking it slowly.
"I told you I came early, but you still don't believe me."
She said something to Qian Jiyun angrily, saying that lotus lanterns were put out, so she came here in broad daylight. It was too early, and there were no lotus lanterns in the lotus pond.
"It's my first time here, so I'm not sure how many people there will be." Qian Jiyun smiled and explained.
He wanted to play outside with Jiu Yue for a while, but he didn't know there would be so many people here. It was so crowded.
Finally, they found a tea stall, ordered a pot of tea, and gave the stall owner some extra money to sit here for a while, otherwise they would have been squeezed in the crowd.
"Uncle Qian, there are so many people here."
Qian Yizheng kept staring at the crowd with his two big eyes. With so many people, are everyone so idle? They actually came and put lotus lanterns inside.
"Mother, I think if we set up a small stall selling lotus lanterns here, it would be very profitable, right?" Qian Yirong's two big eyes were shining with golden light, and he kept staring at the small stall next to him.
The stall selling lotus lanterns was not as good-looking as the one in his hand.
But within a short time, he sold so many bottles that the cashier was dazzled.
He also has this good craftsmanship, and the lotus lanterns he makes are no worse than those of those people. If he had his own small stall, would he be able to earn a lot of money?
He couldn't help it, he was already thinking about it in his little head.
"puff!"
An Jiuyue couldn't help but spit out the tea.
This kid, besides money, has nothing else in his eyes. I guess it’s all gone, right?
"Rong'er, you are too young. If you really set up a stall, you will be arrested." She took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth, and reminded her son in a low voice.
This is really a big-hearted thing. A child who is only five years old is thinking about going out to make money?
"No, I am accompanied by Uncle Wu Er." Qian Yirong shook his little head and said.
An Jiuyue: "..."
This is really a heart that does not care about anything just to make money.
"When you grow up a little, you can ask Uncle Wu Er to accompany you." She said to the little guy.
"Uh-huh."
Qian Yirong nodded his little head vigorously.
After thinking about it, he felt that he needed to add something more. Then he raised his head, looked at his mother, and asked.
"Mom, I will grow up next year, right?"
An Jiuyue: "!!!"
How should she answer this? The little guy will only be six years old next year. How big is he?
But her son likes to earn money so much that money is almost his only interest. She can't say no, right? She can't damage her child's self-confidence.
"Yes, you will grow up next year."
"Jiuyue..."
Qian Jiyun looked at the mother and son helplessly, wanting to remind Ren Er.
This child will grow up next year and will not be a child yet. Is she coaxing the child, or does she really have this plan?
An Jiuyue shrugged at him, thinking to herself that by this time next year they still don't know where they will be, maybe they have all returned to the southern border.
I don’t know if I can make it to the Lotus Lantern Festival, so let the kids think about it now. It doesn’t matter, right?