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Chapter 79 Reflection and Comprehension (A total of 1,000 yuan in August

Yuan Shuiqing looked at Sun Quan, and Sun Quan looked at Yuan Shuiqing.

Maybe it was because the streetlight wasn't bright enough that she didn't see the gum in his eyes, or maybe it was because the streetlight wasn't dim enough and he saw the hesitation on her face.

Sun Quan smiled bitterly, thinking she was going to refuse.

Yuan Shuiqing smiled lightly and said softly: "Forget it about part-time work, I don't have time every night. Do you think this is okay? I will come over to help you when I am free. If it is okay, I will come over occasionally and pay my salary.

Never mind."

Huh?

A compromise?

Half agreed?

Sun Quan was a little disappointed, but also a little happy. After all, she didn't refuse at all. Maybe she just wanted to save some face for me? Maybe she could come once a week in the future? Or once every half month?

"Okay! It's such a happy decision! But the salary still has to be paid, don't refuse this!"

"Well, okay!"

Yuan Shuiqing still looked calm, just smiling lightly.



He took a taxi back to Shenxing Computer Training School, because he still remembered to go back to code as soon as possible. Sun Quan did not send her downstairs to the dormitory this time. He watched her get off the car, sat in the car and waved goodbye to her,

He went back with the taxi.

Again, his biggest goal now is to make money, and no one can make him change this original intention, not even Yuan Shuiqing!

When he returned to the store, he closed the door and went to the kitchen with his laptop in his arms.

The chopping board in the kitchen is wide and large, and can be used as a computer desk.

While the computer was on, he took out some ribs and pork knuckles from the refrigerator and put them in the sink to defrost. The ribs and pork knuckles were also selling well today, but there wasn't much left. He had to prepare some more tonight, otherwise there might not be enough tomorrow.

sold.

While these two things were thawing in the sink, he made a cup of strong tea, sat in front of the computer, grabbed the time, and coded a chapter of the manuscript.

Strong tea refreshed him, the sound of water from the faucet served as musical accompaniment, and the kitchen was very quiet at night. In such an environment, he was able to write pretty well.

After finishing a chapter, the ribs and pork knuckles were almost thawed. He just went to chop them into small pieces, just to relax his brain.

After chopping, I burned the ribs, poured them into the pressure cooker, and placed them on the liquefied gas stove to cook and simmer.

I went back to the computer, took a cigarette, rested for a while, checked my status, and started coding the second chapter tonight.

In the middle of coding, when he got up to turn off the liquefied gas stove, Sun Quan felt a little emotional that everyone was forced to do it. Before his rebirth, he had no other job. Apart from eating and sleeping, he basically coded every day, but then

What was his daily output at that time? He was a handicapped person, updating four thousand words, six thousand words every day, and occasionally writing eight thousand words, which was considered a big explosion.

But what now?

Yesterday and today, he spent a lot of energy and time on running this small shop and cooking, but he could still code more than 10,000 words a day in these two days. When Yuan Shuiqing was here, he still had time to flirt with her, but he

But I wasn’t exhausted, or even very tired, I just felt fulfilled.

He likes his current life.

He began to realize how the gaps between people arise most of the time.

——Everyone has 24 hours a day, some people spend 10 or even 12 hours sleeping; some people spend a few hours checking their mobile phones and playing games; some people go out and have fun every night... But some people spend only five or six hours a day

hours of sleeping and eating, and the rest of the time is spent studying or working.

——No one can change the length of life, but as long as they are willing, everyone can expand the breadth of their life. The time they spend studying and working in a day is twice, three times, or even more than others, which is completely

It's possible.

Struggle is hard work.

But if you can learn to enjoy struggle, then struggle is also fascinating.

In the past, he lacked self-discipline and ambition.

I always feel that I am not good at anything except coding and have no time to do it.

Even when coding, he always felt that his hand speed was not fast and that he was a handicapped person, so he was satisfied with coding four thousand words a day and six thousand words a day, and he felt at ease.

Recently, he gradually realized that there was a reason for his failure in his previous life - being content with the status quo and not thinking about making progress was the biggest reason!



The strong aroma of braised pork ribs fills the kitchen late at night.

Sun Quan, who was sitting in front of the computer and typing on the keyboard with his fingers flying, had a bowl of fragrant pork ribs in his hand. Between typing words, he would pick up a piece of pork ribs with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth to chew.

Strong tea and cigarettes, the coding companions, have fallen out of favor.

There are more and more gnawed bones on the chopping board, but the tea cups and cigarettes have not been touched for a long time.

When he finished coding tonight's second chapter and his thoughts returned to reality, he suddenly noticed a small pile of bones on the chopping board. He was startled, laughed dumbly, and reflected on himself: "Sun Quan! If you keep doing this, you will get fat.

!”

After finishing the review, he opened the pressure cooker and poured a pile of braised pork knuckles into a stainless steel basin. He picked up another piece of pork knuckle and gnawed it.

Will he get fat? He is not that worried yet, he is still thin now!



For the next few days, the business of 99 Braised Chicken has been good. No matter it is noon or evening, the proprietress of the Xunguang Printing Shop diagonally across the street comes to have a portion at noon every day, and packs another portion to take back to her man.

She changed her meals every day, braised chicken today, braised pork ribs the next day, and braised pork knuckles the day after tomorrow. What remained the same was that every time she added something different - potatoes, vermicelli, shredded shreds and green vegetables.

At the same time, Sun Quan also noticed that there was one thing that remained the same about her - that is, she always stole a few pieces from the dish packed for her man.

Regarding this, Sun Quan held back her laughter every time and expressed understanding in her heart - after all, she was very slim, and her man was quite fat. Maybe she did this for her man's benefit? I didn't see how much she ate every time.

After the piece of meat, why don't you give her the man's portion with some vegetarian vegetables in it?

In the past few nights, Tang Xin came to help every night.

The first time she came here every day, she would habitually take a look inside the bar. If she didn't see Yuan Shuiqing, the smile on her face would be brighter.

In this regard, Sun Quan was the opposite of her.

For several days, there was no sound or image from Yuan Shuiqing, who had promised to come over occasionally to help. He was inevitably a little disappointed. He thought: It seems that she was really taking care of my face that night, so she didn't refuse it completely. She really wouldn't come often.

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Disappointment is inevitable, but it is just a little disappointing.

Yuan Shuiqing, he wanted to pursue, but it was not what he was determined to win.

The business of the new store is very good, and the subscription of new books is also very good. Both of these can earn him a lot of money every day. The harvest in this area is enough to make him happy, so if Yuan Shuiqing can't come, he won't come!

But five days later in the evening, Yuan Shuiqing rode her black road bicycle to his 99 Braised Chicken again.

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