As a descendant of Nuwa, what’s wrong with having a little skill?

Chenchen's mother's words shocked both Zhang Hui and Yangyang's mother.

Yangyang's mother clapped her hands, "What a great idea. I was thinking about finding something to do for my grandson Houhou in the three months after the college entrance examination. His energy is too high to tear down the house, so I'll let them do it." Xiaohui’s family delivers food on a voluntary basis and eats so many of your vegetables, so she’s not allowed to do anything to help.”

"Besides, after he finishes his college entrance examination, I have to quit the rent and go home. My home is a little far away from Nanhua Middle School. If it were far away, it would be a bit awkward for me to go across town to pick up groceries because I am so lazy. I asked my son to pick them up and told him it was work. As a result, he might be able to run faster than anyone else."

"This is not good! If the two children really want to work part-time, I will definitely have to calculate the wages. How can I let people work in vain... Oh no, our family doesn't have that many takeaways. They are just a few old customers or Xiao An alone can handle their friend’s orders, and it’s so dangerous for children to deliver, no, no, no!”

"What's wrong? Xiao An can give it to our boy when he's still a freshman, so why can't he give it to us? Besides, Xiaohui, do you really not know? When you are a sophomore in high school, you take a week off, and then you enter the high-intensity review stage. Everyone is so It’s hard work, why bother asking others to deliver the goods to you?”

Yangyang’s mother thinks Chenchen’s mother’s proposal is great. Even if Yangyang doesn’t give it to customers, it’s okay to give it to her. She may not buy it every day like she does now, but eating a heartier meal every three to five days will improve her life. Still no problem.

"It still doesn't work..." Zhang Hui felt that she couldn't do this. Even if she really wanted to hire temporary delivery workers, she couldn't hire their children. Otherwise, how would they get along with each other in the future, although there would be no future soon.

"Oh... I'm telling you, I've been looking forward to his graduation. I'm going on a trip, but I can't let my son disturb my carefree life after liberation. I'm really grateful that you help me take care of him. You have to be honest. If you want to pay him some wages, just give him food expenses and let him have lunch at your place, I will really thank God!"

Yangyang's mother felt that she had made a good plan. Her proposal guaranteed that Yangyang would be extremely satisfied. For foodies, hehe, the best food is enough for them to go through fire and water.

"No, I..." Zhang Hui still wanted to refuse, but faced with a man with bright eyes and a pleading look, he didn't know what to say.

It seems to be relatively common for children to work part-time jobs after graduating from high school. The problem is that her family is really not rich enough to hire employees. In the morning, Li Junliang delivered the food, and she was responsible for delivering it. In the afternoon, she delivered the food to Lao Zhang and the others. Compared with Express delivery, this is much fresher for her.

Besides, as Yangyang's mother said, when the group of accompanying mothers will leave school, her business will not be as good as it is now. She will be busy enough by herself.

The door suddenly opened from the outside, and Li Jingan came in carrying large and small bags, dripping with sweat.

"Oh, Xiao An, have you restocked?" Yangyang's mother hurriedly went to help pick up the things. The child didn't know how to shout even though he was carrying so many things. They could go downstairs to help.

"Hello, Auntie! Thank you, Auntie!" Li Jingan was a little confused about who the neighbors were, so he greeted shyly, "My electric car is parked downstairs. I thought there was an elevator to go in and out, so I brought it up directly, just in case my mother While cooking, she forgot to turn off the fire and came to pick me up. It’s not easy for accidents to happen!”

Li Jingan looked at Zhang Hui, apologetically, "Mom, I seem to have messed up!"

"What's wrong? Is there no one there when you send it over?" Zhang Hui thought that Li Jingqi didn't send the things over. It was not a big deal. She would just make another trip in the afternoon.

"No!" Li Jingan took out two bags, "I sent watermelons to Uncle Zhang's house first. Uncle Zhang learned that the watermelons were for him, so he gave me so much food. He said it was given to them by others. Auntie I can’t eat some of them when I’m pregnant, and I can’t finish them, so let me take them home and eat them slowly!”

Zhang Hui took a look and saw that they were all in foreign languages. What were they? She recognized the chocolate immediately, but she didn't know what the others were.

Boss Zhang is too polite. Why would you give such an expensive snack to your child? If it’s not watermelon, it’s just for sale.

Li Jingan took out another bag and said, "This is the fruit sent by Uncle Gou and Uncle Bai. They said it was sent by their friends, so they all share it..."

Li Jingan actually wanted to refuse, but how could he, a child, talk to a group of old fools? When he came to his senses, he was already on his way to the teacher's house.

Finally, Li Jingan took out a stack of tutorial books and papers, "This was given by Teacher Ren. It said it was a classic test paper, so that I could have time to study more questions..."

Going out to give away a lot of papers has added a lot of tasks to myself, and Li Jingan discovered that Teacher Ren’s house has many sets of papers like this. Whoever comes to give a gift should give one to everyone, so that everyone will not dare to give it away in the future. It’s so scary. I don’t know if I want it. Tell everyone to come and give some gifts. It is better to enjoy it alone than to enjoy it together.

Yangyang's mother couldn't help laughing as she looked at the palm-high paper. Ever since the Education Bureau implemented the strict code of conduct, the teachers at Nanhua Middle School seem to have learned how to "return gifts" to scare away students who give gifts.

Zhang Hui was also dumbfounded, "Okay, okay, you go wash your hands first and cut out the watermelon. When Brother Yangyang and the others come back, we will eat!"

Let Li Junliang and Li Jingqi worry about things like favors. With so much to eat, most of them are candies. This is a rhythm that will damage their teeth.

"Hey!" Li Jingan obediently went to wash his hands, and by the way saw the giant watermelon on the ground, he said "Wow!"

"It's so big! Have you finished eating?"

Looking at Li Jingan's innocent eyes, Yangyang's mother couldn't hold back, "Brother Yangyang is here!" Yangyang's mother nodded pertinently, "If you move a little slower, you might not be able to eat much. He is the reincarnation of Zhu Bajie. If there is something delicious, you don’t even need to taste it, you just swallow it whole, you know, it’s him you’re talking about!”

Yangyang's mother exaggeratedly talked about her son's embarrassments.

A furry head poked its head in from the door, "Mom, I heard your laughter as soon as I stepped out of the elevator door. I thought I had a visitor at home. I didn't bring my key, and you didn't even respond when I knocked on the door. It turns out you are at Aunt Hui's house!"

"Hello Aunt Hui, hello Aunt Mei, hello brother An'an, I'm cutting the watermelon!" Yangyang's handsome face was extremely sunny, which perfectly matched his name.

"Did you knock on the door? You didn't just come right over, right? You're the first one to run after school every day. You were reincarnated as a starving ghost! Why are you still waiting at the door? Your Aunt Hui invited us to lunch today, and why? Don't come in to help!" Yangyang's mother looked really angry and funny at her son, how could she give birth to such a shameless baby.

"Hey, here you go, brother An'an, put down the knife. How can you wield a knife or a gun as a scholar? Cut watermelons, right? Let me do it. I don't have any other specialties. I'm very good at cutting watermelons!"

Yangyang's mother was a little blind, you were so good eating watermelon, it was so embarrassing to see the watermelon coming straight towards you.

The sound of the elevator opening came again from the corridor, and Yangyang's mother hurriedly pushed Chenchen's mother, "Hurry up, your son is back too, just call him over, otherwise he will be embarrassed!"

After being neighbors for three years, I still know the temperament of the children quite clearly. One is thick-skinned as a city wall, and the other is as close to home as a big girl. If she wants him to come over, Chenchen would rather go hungry.