Rebirth and Raising a Baby

Lin Ling went to the kitchen and scooped up three bowls of herbal tea.

The herbal tea made by myself is clear about what is put in it, and adults and children can drink it.

So she also prepared a copy for Dabao and Erbao.

Lin Ling knocked on the door and entered the room.

Dabao was still wrestling with the notebook, writing stroke by stroke, extremely serious.

Like a little tail, Erbao stuck to Dabao's side, looking and asking questions.

What's rare is that Dabao doesn't think he's bothering him either.

"Jiaxiu Jiahao, come and drink a bowl of herbal tea!"

Lin Ling called out.

In order to prevent Erbao Xiaocuti from being unable to remember her name, Lin Ling decided to change her mouth first.

"Jiahao, are you calling me?"

Er Bao turned his head, stared at people with round eyes, and blinked.

Lin Ling smiled and nodded: "Yes!"

"Jiaxiu is the older brother, Jiahao is you."

Erbao puffed up her cheeks and seriously emphasized: "I am Erbao. Mommy's baby."

"Yes, now Jiahao is also mother's baby boy."

Lin Ling kissed him, why is this little guy so cute!
"Brother is also a treasure." Erbao tugged at her sleeve seriously.

Lin Ling and Dabao looked at each other, and under the signal of Erbao's eyes, they had no choice but to move closer and imprint a stamp on his forehead.

"Okay, can I drink herbal tea now?"

Lin Ling's chin was furious, and the herbal tea beside him was almost cold.

"it is good!"

Satisfied, Er Bao jumped off the small stool and ran to another table.

"You too, drink it while it's hot."

Lin Ling stared at Dabao and said.

The mother and son, three of them, are drinking herbal tea together with bowls in their hands.

Dabao and Erbao still couldn't hold their hands steady, so they could only put them on the table, moved to the side of the bowl, and drank in small sips.

"sweet!"

Er Bao cried out happily.

Dabao drank the whole bowl silently.

Seeing that he was going back to practice calligraphy again, Lin Ling hurriedly stopped him.

Lin Ling touched his hand, because it took a long time to hold the pen, the hand was obviously sore, after she rubbed it a few times, Dabao's face became weird.

"Children can't write for too long, or their hands will deform."

"Look, mother's hand is deformed because of frequent writing."

Lin Ling showed him her right middle finger.

Because of holding the brush for a long time, there are already calluses on the hands, and the difference can be clearly seen when gesturing.

The left side of the nail of the middle finger is obviously thinner, which is left by holding the pen for a long time.

Dabao bluffed for a moment, seeing her incredulously.

"If you don't believe me, just ask your cousin!"

Lin Ling wasn't fooling him.

The little baby doesn't know the severity, but she can't ignore it.

Dabao pursed his lips and ran out quickly.

When he came back, the little man looked depressed.

His hopes of practicing calligraphy as soon as possible and catching up with his classmates were shattered.

Lin Ling glanced at him sideways, Dabao was probably disappointed.

"You can only write for one hour a day, you know?"

"I have to rest every half an hour, so I can't continue writing."

Lin Ling told him.

After writing for a long time, not only the hands are tired, but the eyes are also easily tired.

If it gets to the point where you need to wear glasses for myopia, it will be difficult.

After the eyes are short-sighted, once you wear glasses, it will be difficult to leave in this life.

Lin Ling used to be short-sighted, and now it's rare that she doesn't need to wear glasses. Naturally, she should take good care of her eyes, and even more so, protect her children.

Dabao let out a "hmm", and his complexion improved a lot.

She still cares about herself.

"Tomorrow, you can get up early and practice for a while before going to school."

In this way, if you divide the calligraphy practice time into morning and evening, you won't be so tired.

Dabao nodded obediently.

This time it's really cute and out of shape.

Lin Ling seemed to see an enlarged version of Erbao, and subconsciously rubbed his head. Seeing the messy hair, he couldn't help laughing.

Dabao glanced at her helplessly, sighed, and let her knead.

night.

After eating and drinking well, Lin Ling took out the money he earned at the train station today, and prepared to count.

The young couples paid all the money from the sale, but she hasn't calculated it yet.

This will mobilize everyone to count the money together.

Put the money handed in by each young couple intact, count the money in a random order, and put it together after confirming that the amount is correct.

At the end of the day, at the train station today, [-] braised pork rice were sold.

One copy was ordered, so the money received was 49 yuan.

There was also 56 catties of stewed pork that Lin Ling brought over, earning [-] yuan.

Minus the two yuan bonus given to Chu Lei on the spot, there was also a catty of stewed pork, which was used by Lin Ling to open the way, and was given to customers as a tasting and head-to-head.

Some customers are used to bargaining, but Lin Ling refused to budge, so he thought of another way to ask Lin Ling to send a few more pieces of braised pork.

Lin Ling didn't want to change the price because she was worried that it would fluctuate too much and she wouldn't be able to explain it to other customers, but it really doesn't matter if it's an excuse.

Afterwards, a catty of braised pork was lost in bits and pieces.

Adding this up, the pile of one yuan bills came to [-] yuan.

Of course, the commissions given to the employees will also be subtracted.

Lin Ling sold part of it herself, so she will also subtract it.

Lin Ling doesn't care about the data between the young couples, and they have to figure it out themselves.

If you can't figure it out, it doesn't matter, they are husband and wife anyway, and whoever has more will not lose.

"Come on, send your commission!"

Lin Ling posted them one by one.

Finally, it turns out that Qiu Sheng and Xiaomin, the fiancé couple's partners, are not the lowest earners.

Most of the husband and wife team sold out the stewed pork rice, leaving only the unlucky young man who was run away, because he lost a dollar, he became the last one.

This time there were many husband and wife teams, some got ten dollars, and some got nine dollars.

Chu Lei managed to give the conductor a rebate, so he sold the most. After deducting the commission of 1 yuan, he got a bonus of [-] yuan, [-] cents more than others, so he was No.[-].

"Okay, although the commission has been paid, don't spend it recklessly, save it well, and you can build a big house when you go back to the village in the future, which is decent."

Lin Ling said a few words of encouragement, but in the end she gave priority to persuasion.

These young people just came out of the village, and they suddenly got so much money in their hands. They were afraid that they would not be able to hold on, and when the time came, they would spend it all and return to the village empty-handed. They would think that she, Lin Ling, was a black-hearted boss.

"Thank you, Miss Lin Ling!"

Everyone said in unison.

If it wasn't for Lin Ling, they wouldn't have the chance to make money.

Especially Lin Xiuxiang, holding a handful of one-yuan bills, was so excited.

It was the first time for her to get so much money. In the past, in the village, all the money Chu Lei earned had to be handed over to her parents-in-law, and handed over to the public school. The most money she got was fifty cents.

But now, when she and Chu Lei go out to work, they can get ten yuan on the first day, all thanks to Lin Ling for giving them the opportunity!

If it wasn't for Lin Ling, how could they have done it!

"Go back and have a good rest, you will continue to work tomorrow!"

"it is good!!!"

This big guy shouted very loudly, even though his voice was hoarse, he still carried an indomitable momentum.