Yang Zimei turned to look at her mother, and found that she was also looking at her expectantly, waiting for her answer.
It seems that my mother really wants to open that bakery. I remember that every time she passed by someone else’s bakery, she would stop and look at the baker inside with envy.
Although I have money now, I don't care whether my mother works or not, but that is her dream and sustenance, and I can't stop it.
"Okay, if the funds are not enough, I still have some money." Yang Zimei nodded.
"Niuniu, do you agree?" Huang Xiuli looked at her with joy, her tone full of uncontrollable excitement.
"As long as it's what you like, I agree, but don't work too hard." Yang Zimei said with a smile, "From now on, our family will have delicious bread every day."
Yang Zixi and the others also clapped their hands happily.
"That... Niuniu..." The grandfather Yang Bai on the side spoke with some difficulty, "Grandpa..."
Everyone looked at him, waiting for him to continue, but he didn't say anything for a long time, but just picked up the pipe and started smoking.
"Grandpa, what do you want to say? Just say it." Yang Zimei asked proactively.
"Your grandpa, I saw the old people's club in the city the day before yesterday, and wanted to go in, but they refused to let me in, saying that it was a membership system, and I had to pay two thousand yuan a month as a membership fee." Grandma said from the side, "Both One thousand yuan, that's not a small amount. Yang Qing's salary is only over one thousand yuan a month. Old man, you should go to the park for a walk if you have time. There are also many people playing chess, playing cards and singing opera there. "
Yang Zimei knew that the old people's club was usually used for leisure and entertainment by retired veteran cadres or rich people. The supporting facilities were said to be very good, making the old people happy.
However, this happiness has to be based on money.
Yang Bai's face turned slightly red, and he murmured, "Isn't Niuniu very profitable? I just want to go in for a month to see how awesome it is. I met Yang Hong a few days ago. Showing off in front of me, saying that poor people like me don’t want to go in, let alone take a look. I am really not convinced. Doesn’t he rely on his son as the secretary of the municipal party committee? I can also rely on my granddaughter Niu Niu .”
"Hey, old man, don't forget that you used to be in the village, but every day you scolded that having a daughter is useless for losing money, and now you want to rely on your granddaughter to show off?" Grandma mocked.
Yang Bai blushed, lowered his head and smoked the big dry cigarette in a muffled voice.
"Grandpa, grandma, don't worry. After school in the afternoon, I'll go and apply for the club's membership cards for you. If they can get in, we can too!" Yang Zimei said.
"Niuniu, it costs a lot of money. Two people will have to spend four thousand yuan a month, so it's a waste of money, that's all. You should help your grandpa for a month to make him happy. I don't need grandma. Grandma likes to be at home. Waiting to wash and cook for you." Grandma said hurriedly.
Yang Zimei got up, came to grandma's back, put her arms around her shoulders and said, "Grandma, didn't you often say that you wanted to see how the old ladies in the city live? Anyway, grandpa is going to go, so you just Follow along, keep an eye on grandpa, and don't let him hook up with other old ladies."