Rebirth to 80s: I Raised the World’s Richest Man

  Chapter 24 What to do if 024 business is robbed

  As the New Year is approaching, the weather is exceptionally cold.

  At night, the cold wind blew, Jiang Mu could feel the coldness coming from the cracks in the window, and he could only curl himself up in the quilt and curled up into a silkworm chrysalis.

  Looking at Zhao Yue who was lying next to her, even though she fell asleep, her eyebrows had been frowning for a long time, what was she worried about?

  Her tuition?

  Future life?

  Is it still gossip about returning home because of divorce?

  Jiang Mu moves his brain, maybe, all.

  It’s not enough to do it yourself!

   Jiang Mu fumbled and got up, put on a sweater and quilted jacket, got out of the bed, put on shoes, paddled his feet, and quietly walked out of the room.

  She went to the yard and hooked up a piece of briquettes with an iron hook, put it in the iron stove, and raised the stove as Zhao Yue used to be in the ordinary day.

  It was very cold in the winter in the Shanghai stock market, with a mouth full of white mist. Jiang Mu went to the public faucet in the yard and took a small aluminum pot of water and put it on the iron stove to burn it.

  This is the first time Jiang Mu has done these things. He was a little frantic, with black briquettes on his hands and some black soot on his face, which looked a little funny.

She went to the kitchen. The rice bucket at home was half down. She scooped half a bowl of rice and filled a little water in the aluminum pan to wash the rice. It was just that the briquettes had just been burned, and the water was not hot. Her fingers touched cold water. She drew back suddenly and took a breath. It was too cold. She, a person who lives in the north all the year round, really couldn't stand the winter in the south.

   Thinking that Zhao Yue would be frozen like this once every day for cooking, Jiang Mu felt distressed and blamed herself. She should have discovered it long ago.

  Just as she wanted to continue washing rice, the small pot in her hand was snatched over.

   "White Lotus? Why are you up too?" Jiang Mu was a little surprised.

  "Why do you always call me white lotus?" Wen Liyan's slender fingers stretched into the water, washing rice proficiently, as if he couldn't feel the cold temperature.

  Jiang Mu blinked his eyes, with a serious attitude, “Because you are very white, the cold white one is whiter than the girl’s."

  Wen Liyan raised his eyelids, "A serious nonsense."

   Jiang Mu gave a light cough, concealing his guilty conscience, "Why do you get up so early? Also, do you know how to wash rice and cook?"

  Wen Liyan glanced at her up and down, "Surely better than you."

  Jiang Mu: I feel offended.

   "You said too much last night, aren't you afraid of business being robbed?" Wen Liyan put the rice into the pot and covered it with the aluminum lid.

   Jiang Mu sighed, "I was impulsive last night, no way, who made the man named Li come over and show off in front of my mother, I won't frustrate her, I will keep her for the New Year!"

   "It seems that you have no regrets." Wen Liyan said with a smile.

   "There is nothing to regret, the most important thing is to protect my mother." Jiang Mu said.

  "Although you have sold a lot during this time, there are still some woolen yarns at home. If she grabs business with you, and waits for your woolen yarn to be woven into gloves, I am afraid it will not sell so well, right?"

Wen Liyan asked.

   "So, you are really worried about me." Jiang Mu stared at his face and came to a conclusion.

   "Who is worried about you, don't feel good about yourself, I just look at Aunt Zhao's face and remind you." Wen Liyan retorted.

  If his ears are not so red, Jiang Mu will definitely believe his rhetoric.

   "Don't worry, there will be a solution."

  Wen Liyan ignored her and prepared breakfast skillfully.

  The cold water soaks his fingers, and it feels so cold. Before going home, he should wrap his breakfast. The water is too cold, so girls shouldn’t touch it.

   "Yeah, Mu Mu and Xiaoyan are helping your mother cook so early?" Sun Hongfen asked with a smile.

   "What I wanted to do was robbed by him." Jiang Mu said helplessly.

  "Not bad. Xiaoyan will definitely be very easy to find someone in the future. It will hurt people. The water is too cold in winter, so it's better not to touch girls."

  Sun Hongfen said with a smile.

   Jiang Mu blinked, then turned to look at Wen Liyan, and found that his ears were redder.

   Jiang Mu decided not to call him White Lotus in the future. This person is not bad.

  The yard gradually became lively, making breakfast, getting up, washing up, talking, and mixed with rooster crowing. The day in the shantytown began.

  It's been a month since the Jiang Mu family moved here, but because Zhao Yue was divorced, or because of Zhao's previous affiliation, she didn't like their mother and daughter very much, and basically had no contact with their family.

  The only close contact is the grandmother Sun’s family, and Zhao Yue usually walks closer with the Sun family.

   "Little Moon, see how blessed you are. Silently and Xiaoyan will cook for you in the morning." Sun Hongfen looked at the two little ones behind him and said with emotion.

  Zhao Yue was also pleasantly surprised, her smiling eyes narrowed into a gap, "Auntie Sun, you are also blessed, Koizumi is the most filial child in this piece of ours."

  When it comes to children, both of them are smiling.

  Jiang Mu didn't pay attention to the business talk between the two. What she noticed was another matter.

  There are so many people in the yard, and every family is out for cooking, but, except for Grandma Sun, she didn’t say hello to Zhao Yue. Similarly, Zhao Yue didn’t talk to other neighbors.

  Jiang Mu frowned. His mother liked the excitement and was very hospitable. When she was at Jiang’s house, her neighbors were basically her friends.

   But now--

   "Mu Mu, what do you want to eat?" Zhao Yue reminded at the table.

   "It's nothing, eat and eat." Jiang Mu gave Zhao Yue a piece of fried golden oily egg.

  "In the future, you don't have to wake up so early. It's good for Fanma to do it. It's cold. Why do you wake up so early?" Zhao Yue was happy and distressed.

   "It doesn't matter Aunt Zhao, let me come, I also cook breakfast at home." Wen Liyan grabbed the job.

   "No, you came here to give Mumu counseling. How can you let you cook? No one is allowed to get up tomorrow. I will go to work first." Zhao Yue put down his chopsticks, put on gloves, and went out.

   Jiang Mu's gaze chased her figure, watching her pass by the family, the two did not even say hello, as if they hadn't seen each other, Jiang Mu frowned tightly.

  This situation must be changed.

   "What do you want, eat." Wen Liyan flexed his fingers and tapped the tabletop.

  "How do we have a good relationship with people?" Jiang Mu replied without thinking.

  Wen Liyan frowned, "Why should we have a good relationship with people?"

   Jiang Mu: "...well, I shouldn't ask you this question."

  She put down her chopsticks and went to Sun's house.

  Wen Liyan also put down his chopsticks, his dark eyes were deep and chilly.

  The relationship will be separated no matter how close you are. Why do you have to work hard to build a good relationship with others.

  It is completely unnecessary.

  The grandson family was having breakfast, and seeing Jiang Mu coming, Sun Quan immediately put down his chopsticks and stood up, “Why are you so early today? The knitting was not finished last night.”

   "You have to eat first, I'll look for Grandma Sun." Jiang Mu skipped him and walked towards Sun Hongfen, who was already full.

   "Grandma Sun, there is one thing I want to ask you for a favor."

  "Said, as long as grandma can do it, she will definitely help." Sun Hongfen smiled kindly.

   "Grandma Sun will definitely be able to do it!" Jiang Mu laughed out a little tiger's teeth.

  　 ask for a message, ask for a business, ask for collection, ask for comments, all kinds of requests~

  (End of this chapter)