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99. Investment

Meng Qingqing opened the door every time she went home from school, but did not see her grandma happily greeted him as usual and said, "Qingqing is back, put down her schoolbag and wash her hands for dinner!"

What she saw was her father wearing an apron and carrying a spatula hurriedly ran out of the kitchen and said: "Qingqing is back, wait a minute! The food will be ready soon. www.しwxs.com"

At this time, Meng Qingqing suddenly realized that her grandma had passed away, she had left them forever, and she would never see her grandma again. I can't hear grandma's voice anymore, and can't eat grandma's dishes anymore. Thinking of this, Meng Qingqing felt uncomfortable.

Usually, after dinner every day, Dad and grandma watch TV in the living room. But now, Meng Qingqing is doing homework in the room. When she goes to the living room, she sees her father sitting alone in the living room watching TV. She suddenly feels that the living room It was so empty and deserted. Meng Qingqing didn't know how lonely her father was at home after she went to school. What kind of sorrow and grief in my heart.

Meng Qingqing went home from school that day, opened the door, and saw Dad and Uncle Yu drinking tea at home.

"Hello, Uncle Yu!" Meng Qingqing greeted Uncle Yu.

Meng Zijun apologized: "Qingqing has gone home from school. But I forgot the time, and I haven't cooked yet! Lao Yu, just eat here, you sit down and I will do it right away."

Meng Qingqing hurriedly said: "Dad, you sit with Uncle Yu and I will cook."

Meng Zijun is not good at cooking, and the dishes he cooks are not as delicious as his daughter. After his mother left, he reluctantly made the dishes that he didn't even like to eat, so sometimes he just washed the dishes and cooked the rice, and when his daughter came back, he would let her fry.

Meng Qingqing put down her schoolbag. Going into the kitchen to cook, recalling that when I walked in, I saw Dad and Lao Yu talking and laughing. This is a rare smile from Dad in the past month after grandma's death. Because of his father's smile, Meng Qingqing's heart was also relieved a lot.

Dad has washed the vegetables, and the rice is cooked and warmed in the rice cooker. Meng Qingqing quickly fried two meat dishes, two vegetarian dishes, and made another soup. Half an hour. That's it.

Meng Qingqing put the dishes on the table. While adding food, he said, "Uncle Yu, Dad, come over for dinner soon."

Old Yu came to see the dishes. He replied to Mencius: "Lao Meng, how lucky you are! Raising such a sensible and diligent girl."

Meng Zijun smiled and nodded, "Yes, I have nothing in my life. The only comfort I have is raising such a good girl."

Meng Qingqing handed the food to them separately, "Dad. How can anyone praise his daughter like this in front of others?"

Meng Zijun laughed, "I'm still shy!"

Lao Yu and his father were talking, they were very speculative, as if it was a business matter. Saying that two people want to invest in a company, Meng Qingqing silently eats a meal and feeds them from time to time. Add soup.

It's rare for Dad to meet someone like this, as long as he doesn't work too hard. Let him do whatever he wants to do! It's better than being bored alone at home anyway. Just like my father said, people need to be a little rushing to live, so you can't sit and eat and wait for death!

One day Meng Qingqing came home from school. Dad didn’t wear an apron to cook in the kitchen as usual, nor was Dad in the room. Dad was not at home. This was never before.

Meng Qingqing used the landline at home to call Dad.

The voice on the phone is noisy, as if there are many people.

Meng Zijun said apologetically: "Qingqing, I'm sorry. Dad is out socializing today, so he won't go home for dinner. If you don't want to make it yourself, go out to buy something to eat."

"Dad, you don't have to worry about me, I will make it myself. You can eat out, but you can't drink."

"Well, I will never do things that are bad for your health. I don't drink, let's do it!" Meng Zijun said with a good-tempered smile.

Later, Meng Zijun often ate outside. When Meng Qingqing came home, there was only a note left by her father, "Qingqing, Dad has something tonight and will not come back for dinner. The vegetables have been washed and you can eat them after they are fried. "

"Qingqing, I'm sorry. Dad can't eat at home tonight. The meal is ready. You can eat it when it is hot, and then do your homework at home."

Meng Qingqing said to dad: "Dad, I know you are not willing to be at home, and I do not object to you going out to do things, but the purpose of doing things is not just to make money, but to pass the time happily while making money. If you are overworked and laborious, and your body is exhausted, you will lose more than you gain."

"Qingqing, don't worry, Dad knows. When everything is up and running, I can wait at home for you to come back from school every day."

Meng Qingqing saw that his father was very busy during this time, but he was in a good state of mind, and when he heard him say this, he felt relieved.

It was Friday. Meng Qingqing came home from school. He unexpectedly found that his father was at home. Dad put down the newspaper in his hand and said, "Qingqing is back. Today, Dad will take you out for dinner."

Meng Qingqing said, "Dad, seeing how happy you are, is there something good?"

"You guessed it, the company that Lao Yu and I invested in has been profitable. Everything is going well and everything will be on the right track. Tonight we went out for dinner and Uncle Yu was already there waiting."

Meng Qingqing went back to the room and took off her school uniform. She changed into a white short-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. Her short hair was already long. She had gone to the hairdresser to get a full-eared student head. After more than half a year, Meng Qingqing has grown taller and fatter. The thin face of melon seeds already has a little cute baby fat.

Meng Zijun squeezed his daughter's face affectionately, "Let's go! Uncle Yu and the others have been waiting for a long time."

they? "Other than Uncle Yu, who else?" Meng Qingqing went to the door and changed into a pair of white tourist shoes.

"There is another partner."

"Isn’t it Uncle Yu you two? How come you have another one? Dad, Uncle Yu’s character is okay, and your experience is similar. I don’t object to the two of you partnering together, but can you trust others? If the cooperation is not pleasant, please How bad things are." Meng Qingqing is already annoyed by those siblings of her father. Meeting such a person is a disaster in her life. If possible, the fewer such disasters the better.

Both Meng Zijun and his daughter changed their shoes and walked out of the house together. While walking, Meng Zijun explained, "Qingqing, that's it. There is a young man who has just graduated from college. He invented a patent, but he has no money to invest. I ran into a wall and met Lao Yu and I. After we saw it, we found it feasible. Uncle Yu and I gave him money to invest. This patent is very promising. Neither you nor I read wrong. After the batch of products were put on the market, the response was very good." (To be continued.)