Looking at her, Ji Yang felt a slight fluctuation in his heart. After all, he had suffered all the way together. Feeling guilty, he stretched out his hand to wipe her tears.
Jiang Ling turned her head away, turned her back to him, "I really don't know what you are thinking now, and I don't know how to live this kind of life."
She questioned it more than once, and she also knew that Ji Yang would not be afraid.
What is he afraid of? Divorce and remarry is more carefree and happy when no one is nagging.
Suddenly, being hugged from behind, Ji Yang buried his head in her neck, his voice trembling slightly, "I'm sorry, really, to you, to the child, and to this family."
Jiang Ling struggled twice, but she didn't have the strength to tear him apart.
This time I will apologize. Before, I would only quarrel with her. It is useless to talk too much. She has no strength to argue about anything.
"In the future, I will work hard to research new products, make cakes well, and live a good life with you and Beibei." There was a promise in his words.
"Then make your cake well!" Jiang Ling took a breath, pulled his hand away, walked over to do her own business without looking at him.
what can she do What's the use of arguing with him? You never know if he will leave tomorrow, it's fine if you don't hit people when you're drunk, what else do you expect
"Is it still possible to apply for interest classes? Go and apply for Beibei today?" Ji Yang said behind her, "She can apply for whatever she wants to learn."
"Who can't say it with words?" Jiang Ling scolded him unceremoniously.
Other girls learn to dance, paint, and play the piano. She has a lot of money these days, and she wants to report her favorite painting to her daughter. It only costs 300 yuan a month. If it is based on the profits of these two days, there is no need to hesitate , but Ji Yang is like a ticking time bomb.
"I don't need to say it, I will work hard to make pastries." Ji Yang took the baked puffs, put them aside, and naturally changed the subject, "I will do an event today, let's see how the sales are."
Jiang Ling looked aside, he had already made a lot of egg tarts and was making puffs, anyway, he didn't know if they could be sold, the cost was a few hundred dollars.
She took down the beaten soy milk and didn't stay idle.
"Ring ring ring."
"The sun is warm in the morning..."
The school's wake-up broadcast can be heard far away, and students have entered the campus one after another, and many students gather at the cake shop, as well as parents who send students to come.
"Egg tarts are half-off, one piece, freshly baked, three puffs for five yuan in a box, and today they sell for four yuan and five."
"Yes, it's just a discount today."
Ji Yang is packing puffs and egg tarts, packing them in a transparent box, and then using a stapler to staple them together. The more he moves, he puts them in a small bag and hands them over.
"If you buy it individually, it's two yuan and five for one."
"Then I want a box."
"I also want."
…
Jiang Ling was pouring soy milk, and from the corner of her eye, Ji Yang watched Ji Yang's quick movements, box after box, and a large plate was sold out quickly, so he quickly ran inside to get it.
Primary school students use a lot of cash, and parents occasionally scan the QR code to pay online, and her mobile phone keeps vibrating.
"**Transfer money to you..."
"*** transfered money to you..."
"**** transfers money to you..."
…
Although the discount is strong, it will definitely not lose money. If it continues like this, the reputation will increase, and the profits in the future will be considerable.
"Mother… "
When Ji Sibei came down with her schoolbag on her back, the flow of people was much less. Jiang Ling responded to her, but she didn't turn her head and was still pouring soy milk.
"Puffs." Ji Sibei walked over. Jiang Ling was about to speak when she watched Ji Yang pick up the last three and handed them to a parent, "It's only 4.5 yuan today."
"It's gone..." Ji Sibei blinked her little eyes. Although she was a little disappointed, she didn't say anything. Everything in the morning had to be sold to make money, so she couldn't eat it.
"Dad will do it in the afternoon." Jiang Ling looked at her like this, and couldn't help but say this sentence. After she finished speaking, she realized that Ji Yang hadn't been asked for permission. She thought the atmosphere suddenly became weird.
It's been a long time since I've been so close.
"Father left one for Beibei. It's in the back kitchen. Beibei can take it to school in a while. We'll have it after breakfast." Ji Yang said with a smile, his expression unchanged.
"Really?" Ji Sibei's eyes sparkled.
"Of course." Ji Yang picked up the empty plate and looked sideways at Jiang Ling, "Look at the store, I'll send her to school, and there's still a plate of egg tarts left."
"Yes." Jiang Ling nodded.
Ji Yang put the breakfast in Ji Sibei's bag, and looked up at her, "Well, do I need to pay for the interest class? Is the teacher still reporting it?"
"I don't know, go ask."
"Then let me ask? If possible, let her go?" Ji Yang asked.
"Beibei doesn't want to go. They are just playing at work. Xiaoshuo said that the teacher doesn't teach them anything." Ji Sibei looked at him and said, "Mom bought Beibei drawing paper, so I can draw at home. Beibei draws better than me. They're all pretty."
The child is so sensible, Jiang Ling can't be happy, how much sensible is forced out? Isn't it just to be considerate of her? She will not feel relieved, but only hates her own incompetence.
"But following the teacher's drawing, Beibei can draw better-looking pictures, and the teacher charges very little money." Ji Yang squatted down, looked at her, and said softly.
"How much money?" She lowered her head. Mom and Dad have no money, and Dad will quarrel with Mom, and Mom will cry, and their cakes will not be sold, let alone have no money.
"But the teacher said that it is very little. Dad can make money selling puffs today. Beibei can learn for many days, so much in a month." Learning to paint over there will save time for parents to do more and earn more money.”
She is still a child, so she doesn't need to bear so much. In her previous life, Ji Sibei developed a sensitive, low self-esteem, taciturn child.
These changes all come from this family, and she has endured tremendous pressure subtly. Not only is she poor materially, but she is also poor spiritually, and she is extremely disapproved of herself.
"Is it possible?" Ji Sibei asked cautiously, her eyes tinged with anticipation, "Beibei obediently follows the teacher to draw, and Mom and Dad can make more money."
"The store is very busy during this time, so I can only trouble Beibei to go to the interest class, and go with other children, and then pick up when mom and dad are free, okay?" Ji Yang asked her opinion.
"Okay." Ji Sibei responded quickly.
Jiang Ling looked at her daughter's smiling face, and then at Ji Yang who was holding her up. No matter what kind of husband he was, he was thinking of his daughter at this moment.
Ji Yang took Ji Sibei to school, and enrolled in a painting class and a dance class.
Jiang Ling received his call, and he asked her to transfer the money directly to the teacher, and she didn't hesitate, the money was only earned this morning, and it wasn't for Ji Yang to fool around, she was willing to pay.
Ji Sibei never stopped smiling.
No matter how sensible she was, she was just a child. The whole class went there. She felt like she was isolated because her family was poor and her parents had no money.
The child's mind is the most sensitive. She can recall the subsequent harm caused by this incident in her previous life many years later, and it has become a thorn in her heart. Mom didn't have the money to buy things for her, but she would never have the joy and expectation at that time.