Rong Yu didn’t even think that there was no water heater before. When he took off his clothes, he just threw them into the washbasin. There was water in the basin, and his clothes got wet and he couldn’t wear them anymore. In addition, he was in a hurry when he entered the bathroom, and he didn't take a change of clothes, so when he came out again, he could only wrap the bath towel that Ying Xun brought over, and put a blanket on the outside.
After freezing for a long time, Ying Xun came out shivering. Ying Xun felt distressed and funny when he saw him stepping on the ground with his bare feet. Finally, he couldn't help but picked him up and put him back on the bed before going to the kitchen to cook. water.
At that time, people in the town were still using bottled gas. There were two stoves, and two large pots of water were placed on them to boil. It took almost half an hour for the bubbles to start. They wanted to let Rong Yu take a bath after boiling. When I went back to the room, I saw him twisting and turning uncomfortably, so I had to fetch a pot of hot water for him to wash first.
After Ying Xun adjusted the water temperature for him, he said, "After washing these two buckets, I will add more."
Rong Yu nodded again and again and pushed him out.
Ying Xun understood Rong Yu, and this bath really washed away two large pots of water, which took almost an hour. Ying Xun was worried that he would catch a cold, so he had to rush him out several times.
The thick yellow pajamas looked like a chicken, and the head came out with its head curled up, and the hair was wet.
Ying Xun hurriedly pulled the man aside to dry his hair, thinking that he would have to buy a hair dryer tomorrow when he was going out to buy things, he would also go to the furniture store to buy a sofa, and mend some miscellaneous things.
Rong and Kan Ying Xun absent-mindedly wiped, and rushed him to take a bath, "Hurry up and take a bath, I'm hungry."
The subtext is, cook for me after taking a shower.
Ying Xun smiled lightly, hung the towel around his neck, couldn't help pinching his earlobe lightly, and said with a smile, "It's better to feed you before you wash!"
Ying Xun took a cold shower for almost a month, but he didn't feel unclean. Rong Yu would feel that he couldn't wash himself clean because he never had enough hot water.
Although their family has moved to the town, the main focus of Rong's father and mother is still in the village, and it will only be the two of them for dinner tonight. Both of Ying Xun's noodles with pickled mustard and shredded pork are bought after school, which is convenient in the town, and you can buy meat for one or two yuan.
"In the future, when parents are not at home, you will be the one to cook." Rong Yu ate happily, and directly appointed the chef when no one was at home in the future.
"Okay, what do you want to eat tomorrow?" Ying Xun asked.
"Anything is fine." Rong Yu had long given up picking.
Ying Xun heard the words, but felt blocked. Rong Rong in her previous life was also coquettish when she first returned to Ying's house. Later—
Eat what you give.
After Rong Rong left, he once approached the cooks and servants at home and asked them what Rong Rong was like before.
They said that the young master is very squeamish, he only drinks the freshest milk, and the bread is freshly made, and the food is not to his liking, so he doesn't touch it at all. The clothes are all bought in the best and most high-end stores, and the shoes are all the latest styles from abroad.
Game consoles, comics, and toys can pile up into several rooms.
He likes to stay in bed and is angry about getting up. If anyone calls him when he is not awake, he will kick off the quilt angrily, hum with his beautiful wet eyes, like to act like a baby, and sometimes talk back to Mr. and the old man.
Live arrogantly and recklessly.
But he could only get a glimpse of this kind of tolerance when he first returned to Ying's house, after that, he never saw it again.
Ying Xun wondered if there was any chance in this life to pamper him back to his original appearance.
"What's wrong?" Ying Xun looked at Rong Yu who was eating noodles with his head down.
"It's nothing." Ying Xun smiled lightly, reaching out to rub Rong Yu's head lightly.
Rong Yu stared, angrily said, "Ah, don't rub the dandruff out of your hair."
Ying Xun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you have any?"
"No."
"Well, no."
Rong Yu: "..."
After the two of them finished their dinner, they started to put things away, and then cleaned up, so Rong and took another shower before going to bed.
Ying Xun: "..."
fine.
The bed in the room was brought from home, there would be no recognition of the bed, and it was only ten o'clock when the two of them lay on it. Because it was close to the center of the town and not far from the school, there was a lot of noise downstairs, and without the tranquility of the countryside, the two of them couldn't sleep for a while.
Ying Xun smelled the faint scent of soap on the body of the person beside him, and asked absent-mindedly, "Do you want to get up and study?"
Rong Yu pulled the quilt and shook his head in the dark: "No, it's cold."
"If we have time, let's go to the city to have a look, buy a TV, um, buy a refrigerator too!" Ying Xun thought, TVs are not cheap at this time, the price of black and white TVs is about three to four hundred, and the price of color TVs is about At six or seven hundred, refrigerators are expensive, but I don't know the price.
When he was in junior high school, he only heard his classmates showing off the TV in class, but he hadn’t heard of the one showing off the refrigerator, and the pre-rebirth self didn’t think he could afford it, so he didn’t pay attention.
"It's so expensive." Rong Yu muttered.
"It's not expensive. We'll buy these after we go to Shanghai." Ying Xun went to Shanghai this time because he wanted to make money from stocks, and the money he earned was used to support Rongrong.
He wanted Rong Rong, even if his mentality could not return to the past, he also hoped that his life could return to the past.
Although parents can't afford to spend their money now, Ying Xun has a knot in his heart, he hopes that everything Rongrong can be given by him.
This is the possessive desire that has been buried in his heart for a long time. After decades of fermentation in his previous life, he has already turned into a demon. Sometimes when he returns to his dream at midnight, he will be woken up by such a self.
[He wants to lock Rongrong up so that he can't escape again.]
The next day Ying Xun got up early, left a note on the desk and went out. First he went to the dairy factory to buy fresh milk, then he went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, and he bought some snacks for Rong Yu before returning home. .
When Ying Xun left, he locked the first floor. As soon as he opened the door, he heard a "bang" from above. He was so frightened that he ran upstairs and shouted, "Xiao Yu, what's wrong?"
The people upstairs didn't answer, Ying Xun panicked even more, went up a few steps and rushed straight up, and saw Rong Yuzheng in pajamas sitting on the ground in panic while still in the stairwell.
"What's wrong."
Ying Xun ran over, put the things on the ground, and quickly picked him up and put him in the chair.
Their house didn't have a sofa before, and they haven't bought one yet when they moved here. There are only a few chairs in the whole living room.
"Where have you been?" Rong Yu glared at him angrily, his eyes flushed.
"I'm going to buy breakfast." Ying Xun grabbed his hand, still shivering slightly from the ice and cold, his eyes touched his bare/bare ankles, and shrank into his trousers because of the cold. Ying Xun simply wrapped him up, went back to his room and put him on the bed. After he tucked himself into the quilt, he asked distressedly, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
Rong Yu pursed his lips tightly, his nose was a little sore, and his eyes blinked.
Ying Xun's question reminded him of his previous life. He was alone in the tent, had a fever, was very hungry, and there was still a typhoon outside, so he couldn't get up after falling asleep. Later, he went to a vast white space, where he could see nothing, and he was the only one in the whole world.
He was terrified and didn't know if he was dead or dreaming.
Since then, he has been terrified of being alone. Especially when he just woke up, he didn't know if he was dreaming or dead.
Ying Xun watched him turn from red eyes to teardrops slowly sliding down, and his heart tightened: "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
Rong Yu shook his head, hot and humid tears flowed across the space and sprinkled on Ying Xun's cheeks, scorching like magma so that Ying Xun ached, before he could ask a question, the person in front of him suddenly threw himself into his arms, weeping silently .
Tears slid down the neck and sank into the collar, icy cold stopped at the heart, as if being pierced by densely packed needles, the pain was so painful that Ying Xun couldn't breathe.
Ying Xun caressed his hair gently, and comforted him softly, "Good boy, don't cry, is it a nightmare, don't be afraid, I'm here!"
Leaning in Ying Xun's arms, Rong Yu said in a muffled voice, "You're not here, you left me at home alone."
"I was wrong, I won't let you be alone in the future, okay?"
"No, you can't disappear while I'm asleep."
Ying Xun: Is there any difference? Anyway, he will always bring Rongrong with him in the future.
"Okay, no matter what happens in the future, I won't leave when you fall asleep." Ying Xun responded, pondering for a while, and asked, "Can you tell me what's wrong? Did you have some nightmare?"
Rong Yu shook his head, but didn't respond, but still lingered in Ying Xun's arms.
Ying Xun was quite satisfied, but within three minutes, the person in his arms came out by himself, pushed him, and said of course, "I'm hungry, let's cook."
"How dare I be a cook?"
"Um!"
Rong Yu nodded seriously, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Ying Xun gritted his teeth, and finally couldn't help grabbing his waist, pinning him on the bed and scratching him until he couldn't stop laughing.
Today's breakfast is still Chinese food. It's not that Ying Xun doesn't know how to make Western-style bread, but there is no oven at home, so we can only have buns with milk. But Rong Yu is still happy to eat, for him now, all these are delicious.
After breakfast, the two of them went to the market, bought all the missing things first, and then went to the furniture store after sending them home.
A street in a furniture store, it is said to be a street, but in fact there are only a few shops. If it is a market day, there will be many vendors setting up stalls to sell some chairs, tables and tables. If it is not a market day, they will only be sold in the shops.
There are no fabric sofas in the town in this era, most of the sofas are made of wood, and the price is not expensive. Thirty years later, the price of these wooden furniture will not be cheap.
The living room of the Rong family’s new house is not big, so the sofa they bought couldn’t be too big. It’s about 1.5 meters long. Because it’s a temporary residence, the place is too small, and they won’t be able to use it when they move in the future, so they bought a cheaper one. The asking price is 120. Ying Xun bargained for 80 yuan, but the boss thought it was too cheap and refused to sell it.
The two began to talk about the price.
Ying Xun was picking faults, the boss was talking about how good the wood is and how good the handwork is.
Rong Yu watched the fun from the sidelines, he thought of Ying Xun he saw in his previous life. In the beginning, there were several million or tens of millions of contracts. After the 21st century, money seemed to be no longer money, and the contracts that he could sign could cost billions or tens of billions.
Now look at Ying Xun who is now bargaining for dozens of yuan. I don’t know why, but I think it’s very funny.
"What are you laughing at? It's funny? Huh?" Ying Xun talked dryly to the boss, and when he turned around, he saw Rong Yuyou sniggering, pinching his face angrily, and was quickly slapped away.
Rong Yu touched his face, feeling a little hot, and said angrily, "I will laugh at you, I will laugh at you."
Ying Xun was helpless against the "provocation" of Rong and aboveboard, and pulled him over: "The boss said that there will be an extra charge for delivery. I don't think this sofa is heavy. You can move it back with me!"
Rong Yu: "..."
Absolutely on purpose.
A sofa is not too heavy, but it attracts a lot of attention.
Rong Yao only came back in the afternoon, and she wasn't planning to go to school, living in the dormitory had a more study atmosphere, plus mom and dad were still in the village, no one was cooking, and eating in the cafeteria would be faster, so there was no need to come back.
"It's so fragrant, so fragrant, is it beef stew?"
When Rong Yao returned home, he just put down his schoolbag and ran to the kitchen before the room was tidied up. He glanced at the sofa from the corner of the living room, and then backed away. Standing by the side and looking at the few pillows on the sofa, I felt very strange.
Rong Yao pointed to the sofa and asked, "Why put two pillows on the sofa?"
Rong Yu just came out of the room and replied, "That's a pillow."
Rong Yao didn't understand.
Rong Yu pulled her to sit on the sofa, and stuffed a pillow in her arms.
Sure enough, Rong Yao's eyes lit up, looking at the white wall opposite him that had not been painted for a long time, he thought, "Is there something missing?"
Rong Yu replied, "One TV is missing."
Rong Yao looked at Rong Yu in surprise, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it's the TV set."
But she soon withered again: "TVs are expensive!"
Rong Yu took it for granted, "Well, but Ying Xun said that he wants to buy it, and he also needs to buy a refrigerator. If there is anything you want, ask Ying Xun to get it."
Following Rong Yu's words, cheers erupted in the living room.
Ying Xun was listening in the kitchen, but he stretched out his head helplessly, and shouted: "Okay, come here and take out the food. Before buying a TV, eat the food first."
Rong Yao walked over to take the stewed meat in his hand, smelled it, and couldn't help pinching a piece to eat. The mellow taste made her squint her eyes, and ran to the sofa to give Rong a piece of meat.
Rong Yu nodded: "It's delicious, it really deserves to be my designated chef."
Ying Xun who was still standing at the door of the kitchen: "..."
After eating in the afternoon, the three of them simply went downstairs to digest food. This is the only bad thing in the city, and there are too few places that belong to their own space.
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Students have exams every month. This is not only to test everyone's grades, but also to stay in the fast class or the regular class, so there is great competition among students.
In the past month, there have been more materials donated by the Rong family, and the monthly exam questions given by the teacher have also deepened. I wanted to test the waters, but I didn't expect that everyone's scores were slowly improving. This result is very gratifying.
After the results came out, the principal smiled so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes.
There is not much room for improvement in Rong Yu's grades. When he got the test paper, his face was wrinkled into a bun, and when he looked at Ying Xun's almost perfect score paper, his resentment soared.
Rong Yu: "Did you sneak up to study while I was asleep?"
Ying Xun nodded: "Well, I won't get up to study next time."
Rong Yu didn't feel happy when he heard it, he sat down on the table, listless, he felt that he was really not a material for studying.
Rong Yao thinks it's okay: "Don't be discouraged, all I've supplemented for you in the past month is supplementary knowledge, if you don't regress, you're making progress."
Rong Yu was happy again.
Ying Xun: "..."
Does he really have to learn more about coaxing children
After the monthly exam, it will be December, and Dad Rong found two experienced silkworm farmers to set up a shop on the first floor of the house in the town, not to let them raise silkworms, but to harvest silkworms. As sericulture farmers, no one knows better than them what kind of silk is the best.
There are not many people raising winter silkworms, and it is not easy to raise them. The amount of silk produced is small but fine, and it will be much more expensive to sell. The Beijing factory also said before that if the quality of winter silkworms is good, the price will be increased.
There are not many people raising winter silkworms in the three families around Linshui Village, and there will be even fewer people raising them. Although they have hired people, this year's winter silkworms are just testing the waters. It is hard to say how the quality of the silk comes out.
They were in such a hurry to open a shop in the town for the convenience of harvesting winter silkworms. Linshui Village is too remote. At this time, everyone's transportation is walking, and there are very few people with bicycles. With the town as the center, it usually takes more than two hours to walk to the town from the place where silkworms are raised in the mountains, and it takes four to five hours to sell silk in Linshui Village.
This back and forth, it is better to wait for others to collect.
Father Rong wanted to harvest silkworms. At the beginning, he also rode a bicycle, but now that there are more and more orders, he can't collect them by himself. After much deliberation, it is better to wait for others to come to the door.
As soon as the shop opened, the price was posted, and it was specially hung on the door, which stated how much it cost per kilogram.
At the beginning, no one paid attention to it, but after a week, everyone flocked to it. In addition to the price of the silk collected by Rong's family, which is the only one in the town, there is also the publicity of the students.
Many students in the town's high school have silkworm farmers at home. Everyone knows that their price is as high as two yuan per kilogram. Who can't be tempted.
"No wonder those people would burn the products of Rong's family. Didn't such a high purchase price drive those dealers to a dead end?"
"You said the Rong family charged such a high price, how much did they sell? Will they lose money?"
"I won't lose money!"
"I heard that it is losing money. His family just wants to beat other silkworm merchants now. After those silkworm merchants leave, they will lower the price."
"That's right. In the past, those silkworm merchants who charged five yuan more for silk all said that the season was not good and they would lose money. The Rong family raised the price by nearly 30%. It's hard to say."
"You guys really think they are stupid, they must be making money! The silkworm merchants in the past must have lied, deliberately lowering the price."
The few people waiting to receive the goods whispered, although they came to Rong's house to sell silk, it didn't stop them from gossiping.
Ying Xun and Rong Yu happened to hear it when they came back, and they looked at each other in blank dismay.
They hardly stay at home during the day, and only come back at night for self-study or on Friday nights. They don't know much about silk harvesting. It just so happened that I didn't go to self-study on Friday, so I heard these words when I got home at 5 o'clock in the afternoon.
But the two of them didn't say anything, they went to the second floor and took their bicycles down, and went back to the village.
This time when I went back to the village, I wanted Dad Rong to go to school and ask them for a week off. They were going to Shanghai, and I told Rong Yao about it. Shanghai!
But as a good student, this is impossible.
"During the winter vacation, let's go to Beijing together." Seeing her sad look, Rong Yu comforted her, "We'll play until the Chinese New Year and then come back."
"What gift do you want?" Ying Xun asked directly.
When Rong Yao heard it, he was really happy: "Watch, a watch, bring me some exercises, and some essay selections."
Rong Yu: Sure enough, he is worthy of being a top student.
This time I went to Shanghai, besides bringing Dad's ID card to open the door, I also needed a lot of money. Ying Xun knew the flow of the Rong family. In the past three months, in addition to the Natasha cloth factory, he had received orders from several factories last month, and the account had at least 500,000 yuan.
Ying Xun wanted 300,000 this time, so he wondered if he would scare his parents if he raised it like this.
The small workshop of the Rong family could no longer accommodate so many people, so they rented two more vacant rooms in the village. Now that it is winter, the silk production is small and they can barely make enough. I have to change the place, but there is no need to worry about it. According to the construction schedule, I can move into the factory around January next year.
When Ying Xun and Rong Yu came back, Rong's parents were taken aback. In the evening, they killed a chicken, half stewed it in soup and half stewed it, and ate it in the small hall. Now the lobby room is vacant for a small workshop.
At the dinner table, Ying Xun talked about going to Shanghai.
Rong's mother was taken aback, she was too busy recently, she almost forgot about it, "Xiao Xun, mother can let you open an account and buy shares, but you have to promise me one thing."
Ying Xun gave Rongyu a chicken leg, and said seriously, "Say it."
Although Rong's mother believed in Ying Xun, as a mother, she was still worried, and said, "Don't be addicted, you have to treat it as a job, not as a gamble that will make you a millionaire or billionaire."
After Ying Xun brought up this matter, Rong's mother was very troubled at first, and she was worried that he would become addicted to playing this game. The second is to worry that if you fail, you will be devastated and cause major troubles. The third is to enter the stock market, and the principal must be a lot.
She was with her mother for more than six years. At that time, she went abroad with her mother. Listening to what they said, there were hundreds of thousands of dollars. When she was young, she didn't know how much money was. After all, her mother's piano cost nearly 50,000 yuan at that time, and she had no concept of money at all. After all these years, it seems astronomical now.
Her mother used to be a very good pianist.
But then the piano was smashed and my mother died.
"Don't worry, mom, it won't be, what's more, there is Xiaoyu watching me, right?" Ying Xun turned his head, looked at Rongyu, and asked him to say a few words to reassure mother.
Rong Yu bit the chicken leg and said vaguely, "Well, don't worry, Mom, you will definitely make money."
Mother Rong came back to her senses, seeing Xiaoyu like this, she was even more worried. But, forget it, their family can now earn almost half a million in three months, which is also Xiao Xun's idea, and he has thought deeply about investing in stocks.
Dad Rong didn't express his opinion on this matter. He didn't see the market before his mother, didn't read many books, and didn't have the boldness of his son. Now he is working hard to study the various textbooks that Rong's mother bought back, and he doesn't understand anything. , anyway, the wife has the final say.
On Monday morning, Mother Rong got up early and cooked chicken soup for them to take to Rong Yao. Father Rong drove the two of them back to school on a motorcycle. With a motor vehicle, the distance was shorter, and they arrived at school in less than 20 minutes.
Because it was Monday morning, everyone had to do exercises for a meeting before class started. During this time, the teacher was the busiest, so Dad Rong followed into the school and went to the teacher's office.
In the office, the homeroom teacher almost went to the playground to keep an eye on everyone. Only a few teachers were there. Hearing Father Rong's self-introduction, the eyes of the teachers lit up instantly. They first served tea, and then asked about the study materials casually.
Father Rong was honest, and immediately said that next time he went to Beijing, he would bring another batch for everyone, and was praised by all the teachers, both openly and secretly. He only said that if the school produces an undergraduate student in the future, Father Rong will be a great contributor.
Father Rong smiled so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes. Er Yao, Xiao Yu, and Xiao Xun from his family must belong to three undergraduates.
Father Rong felt happy when he thought about it. He didn't know what good he did in his previous life, but he has such good luck in this life.