Yang Zimei returned home and heard the phone ringing, so she picked it up.
Hearing her voice, Song Xuan suddenly became a little nervous and calmed down slightly, "Xiao Mei, are you busy with your homework in the evening?"
"I'm not busy. Is there something wrong, Mr. Song?"
"Well, Xiaomei, it's like this. Yushixuan has a new batch of jade articles. I'm asked to come over to palm the eyes. I want to take you there to get to know them, and also, by the way, let you get to know the gambling stones."
"Okay!" Yang Zimei answered without thinking, "When?"
"It's seven o'clock now. I'll pick you up from downstairs at eight-thirty."
Song Xuan was very happy when he heard Yang Zimei agreed, and felt as if his heart was suddenly filled with flowers.
"OK!"
After hanging up Song Xuan's phone, Yang Zimei sat next to her grandma who was knitting, picked up a ball of wool and wound it up, and chatted with her for a while.
After a while, her mother, Huang Xiuli, opened the door and came back, looking tired and frustrated, as if something was going wrong.
"Mom, where have you been?"
"Your mother is looking for a job today. There are many people in the family, so we can't live on your father's salary of more than one thousand yuan." Grandma said loudly.
Huang Xiuli sat down tiredly, and Yang Zimei quickly stood up and poured her a glass of boiling water, then stood behind her and massaged her shoulders.
During the massage, she secretly managed to inject some of her inner energy into her mother's body, restoring her vitality.
"Mom, my sister and brothers are still young. If you really go out to work, grandma won't be able to take care of them."
"Well, if you find a job, you can send your brother to kindergarten. Zixi is ten years old, so you don't need to take care of him." Huang Xiuli sighed slightly, "It's just that I don't read well and don't know a few words.
"Mom, I really don't understand what junior high school education is required to work as a serial sanitation worker. Why don't you just sweep the floor? Why do you need a diploma? Can a degree be enough to sweep the floor?"
After saying that, she looked at Yang Zimei eagerly, reached out and patted Yang Zimei's hand on his shoulder, "Niuniu, you must study hard and strive to go to a key high school and university so that you can find a good job in the future.
, marry into a good family."
Yang Zimei smiled.
In her previous life, she also suffered from lack of knowledge and culture and wanted to find a comfortable job. When people heard that she didn't even have a junior high school diploma, they rejected her outright. She also tried to be a sanitation worker.
I was still rejected. The recruiters would say that if a person doesn't even read, his quality will definitely be low and he won't be able to do things well.
So, she had no choice but to set up a street stall and be a magic stick. Therefore, deep in her heart, she was very eager to sit in the classroom one day.
Now, God has allowed her to be reborn. Although she was unable to go to school normally due to the loss of her muscles and bones in those ten years, now she will cherish it and study in high school and college normally to make up for the regrets she had in her previous life.
"Mom, in this case, you can just stay at home and take care of us." Yang Zimei bent over and hugged her mother's neck.
"Well, the money you earned before is almost gone. Your father's salary is the only one living at home. The city is no better than the country. Money is needed everywhere. You are about to enter high school, and the tuition is very expensive. It depends on you alone.
Dad can't afford it." Huang Xiuli said with a sad look on her face, "It's all my fault as a rural woman, I don't have any skills."