Cenli handed the remaining ten yuan to Huang Xiulan, pretending to be arrogant and said, "Today I went to sell lychee meat. I sold it for more than twenty yuan and bought this meat back. Mom, am I great?"
Great."
"Well, our little pear is the best good boy." Looking at the money in her hand, Huang Xiulan felt happy and sad at the same time, her eyes were red.
My daughter can earn more than 20 yuan a day, but she can only earn less than ten yuan a day. My daughter can earn more than her.
"Okay, mom, please try and see if it tastes good." Knowing that Huang Xiulan must be overthinking, Cen Li hurried her to serve the rice and urged her to change the subject.
"Okay, mom, try it."
Huang Xiulan then wiped the corners of her eyes, sat down and took a chopstick of vegetables.
I originally decided that even if my daughter’s food didn’t taste good, I would still eat it. However, my eyes widened in surprise.
This dish not only looks good, but also tastes very good.
The dry-pot cabbage is tender, oily and salty; the cucumber and scrambled eggs are crisp and refreshing, both of which go well with rice.
I couldn't help but said, "Girl, the rice you cook is even more delicious than mom's."
"Really? I want to cook from now on, Mom, you can't stop me anymore." Hearing this, Cen Li immediately argued.
"Okay, okay, don't stop me."
Huang Xiulan thought that if her daughter wanted to try cooking when she grew up, it would be okay to let her do it.
After the mother and daughter finished the meal warmly, Huang Xiulan returned the money to Cen Li, "Xiao Li, keep this money for yourself. You can buy whatever you want. If you don't have enough, tell your mother."
"Thank you, Mom. By the way, Mom, please help me get a passbook tomorrow so I can save money." Cen Li didn't refuse. She was also thinking of leaving a small treasury to save money to start some other small businesses.
"Yes, my daughter can make money now. Keep it safe in her bankbook. Okay, I'll go tomorrow." Huang Xiulan smiled and nodded.
"Thank you, Mom!" Cen Li hugged Huang Xiulan, then happily took the money and went back to the room.
Putting the money under the pillow, Cenli continued to do her homework, and she also solved her summer homework of Chinese language before going to bed.
In the end, only the short composition and the diary are left. The diary can be compiled casually. However, this small composition needs to be thought about carefully. It has been a long time since I wrote it. I probably need to ask Bai Xuanyuan for advice on the format.
As a result, just after dinner the next day, Bai Xuanyuan came over and said that he wanted to pick lychees with her.
Not only that, he also brought a pair of rubber gloves to Cen Li, "I...I bought them from a worker who makes flower pots. Can you see if this can be used?"
After hearing what he said, Cen Li remembered that Baihua Village, as its name suggests, specialized in selling flowers and potted plants for a living.
So there is a special need for flower pots, and there is a factory nearby that specializes in making flower pots.
Because it requires polishing and lime shaping, you need to wear rubber gloves to avoid hurting your hands.
She never thought for a moment that Bai Xuanyuan was so smart.
"It will definitely work. Thank you. I'll give you the price." Cen Li didn't want to receive anything for nothing, but she was really touched. She just said it casually, and Bai Xuanyuan took it to heart.
"No, if you really want to thank me, just...just wait for my birthday and give me a gift in return." Bai Xuanyuan thought for a while and said.
In fact, he has his own little idea, so that he can receive the gift from Cen Li, and he will definitely treasure it.
"Well, that's fine. When is your birthday?" Cen Li also felt that giving money was too outrageous, and she needed to think carefully about this gift.