"Juanjuan, Nian’an is Ji Ying’s own son, how could he deceive Shuyuan?" Ji Shan didn’t agree with Deng Juan’s words, and Ji Ying was his own sister after all.
"Nian’an is studying in Ningbei and even selling hair clips, making five hundred? Those things cost a few dis each, how did he make five hundred yuan? Really, as if five hundred yuan is blown in by the wind, or as if it’s as easy to earn as five or fifty yuan?"
Without a second thought, Deng Juan rebutted, muttering, "Besides, you don’t even make fifty yuan a month."
Ji Shan: "..."
"Mom, doing business can indeed be profitable," Ji Shuyuan tried to convince Deng Juan with the story of the doll-selling boss.
As soon as the topic began, Deng Juan interrupted, "Then why didn’t you see those tis when others lost money? If it was really so easy to make money, everyone would be doing it."
Ji Shuyuan: Doesn’t everyone think the sa as you?
Ji Shuyuan thought this in his heart but didn’t dare to say it out loud. If he spoke his mind, a big argunt would certainly erupt.
Night.
Ji Shan quietly handed over fifty yuan to him, saying, "Shuyuan, we don’t have much money at ho. This fifty yuan is what I’ve saved up in secret. If you want to do it, just go ahead."
"Dad." Ji Shuyuan held the cloth bag, filled with one and half-yuan notes, with hardly any five-yuan notes. It was evident that Ji Shan had saved it himself over ti.
"Take it, I think it’s good that you have this idea," Ji Shan patted his shoulder, signaling him to quickly put it away.
"Dad, when I make money, I’ll pay you back double."
Keeping the money close to him, Ji Shuyuan spoke earnestly under the moonlight.
Ji Shan smiled and said, "It’s the thought that counts. Now that I’ve given it to you, I’m not in a hurry to get it back."
"Ji Shan, what are you two up to?" Deng Juan saw the father and son talking and imdiately asked, "You better not be hiding any private money, are you?"
"No, I’m just talking with Shuyuan. Where would I get any private money?" Ji Shan replied loudly and confidently, and with his simple and honest deanor, his words did not incite suspicion.
Ji Shuyuan, touching the bulging pocket, felt warmth in the chilly breeze. He had always felt that his parents favored his elder brother, Ji Shuming, but now he realized that while his mother truly was partial, his father was quite fair.
That night, Ji Shuyuan’s heart was afla with passion. He had long wanted to start a small business, but ti, money, and connections were against him. Now, Ji Shuyuan thought, if Xu Nian’an could find ti to attend college, then he certainly could too.
The next day, early in the morning, Deng Juan repeatedly said to Ji Shuyuan, "Shuyuan, don’t you be fooled by Xu Nian’an. I think this is unreliable."
Ji Shuyuan pursed his lips, saying nothing.
Deng Juan was busy attending to guests and going to buy groceries, having no ti to spare.
Soon, Ji Ying arrived, bringing along several at dishes.
"Ying, you’ve bought so much food, I really feel bad about it," Deng Juan said, though her hands were quick to grab the food, seemingly afraid that if she were too slow, the dishes might sprout legs and run away.
When Ji Ying had co over yesterday, he brought cured at, sausages, and a box of chili sauce, and today, with these additional at dishes, she only needed to prepare a few vegetable dishes.
Money saved!
Feeling pleased inside, Deng Juan quickly got busy in the kitchen.
"Grandpa, how do you like it? Does the clothes fit well?" Ji Shuyuan ca to help Ji Xinghua put on new clothes that Ji Ying had just bought. The dark blue Tang suit Ji Xinghua wore looked particularly smart on him.
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