Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

"Your mother used to be a famous hot-tempered girl. People in the surrounding villages knew that she was sharp-tongued and could not stand any loss."

During dinner, Ji Shumiao vividly presented to everyone what happened in the clothing store, and then grandma told her about Qin Rong's past.

Qin Rong was not ashamed but proud: "It's not good to lose money, only fools will suffer losses."

Qin Yun laughed and joined the team that exposed the secrets: "When your mother was in sewing class, there was a boy in her class who liked her. He always waited for her to go home together. Later, your mother thought the journey was too far, so she rode grandpa's old bicycle."

Ji Zhenhua was alert: "Male classmate? What male classmate? Whose family is he from?"

"She's already married and has three children," Qin Yun replied.

Ji Zhenhua turned off the engine: "Oh."

Qin Yun continued to talk to Ji Shumiao: "That boy confessed his love to your mother and asked her: Are you willing to walk with me forever? Your mother then kicked her legs and got on her bicycle and said: I have a bicycle, who would be willing to walk with you."

Qin Yun laughed and said, "Your mother later told me this as a joke and said that the man was crazy."

"I was still ignorant at the time, so I didn't know how to do this." Qin Rong shrugged. "What a pity! I heard that he has opened a clothing factory now."

Ji Zhenhua: "What's so great about a garment factory? I also run a brick factory!"

Qin Rong glanced at him and said, "They opened a factory based on their own abilities, but you relied on your daughter."

Ji Zhenhua said confidently: "Although I rely on my daughter, she is also my own child! To round it off, I still rely on myself!"

Qin Rong said angrily, "How shameless! How could you have given birth to my daughter? It was obviously me who gave birth to her."

The couple were arguing on the table, but their hands were clasped together under the table, childishly controlling each other.

Ji Shumiao asked: "Mom has also attended sewing classes?"

"Well, I went to sewing class after two years of junior high school." Qin Rong replied, "I was only a teenager at that time and didn't know anything. I just wanted to be a tailor like your grandma, making clothes for others so that I could wear beautiful clothes every day."

But later, ready-made clothes became popular and gradually no one ordered custom clothes anymore. Not long after Qin Rong finished the sewing class, she found that there was no way out in this line of work.

Later, she met Ji Zhenhua and had Ji Shumiao. Together with her husband, she shouldered the burden of the family and struggled in the society. The young girl Qin Rong was like a completely withered flower, without vitality, and even her dreams and bold personality faded.

Ji Shumiao was boneless and clung to her mother and acted like a spoiled child: "I have worn clothes made by my grandma, but I have never worn clothes made by my mother."

"Didn't I knit a sweater for you?" Qin Rong pinched her cheeks, "Which piece of clothing of yours wasn't knitted by me?"

"It's different~"

Ji Zhenhua had a sad face and imitated her tone and said: "I have never worn clothes made by my wife~"

"If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked." Qin Rong cursed with a smile.

They had dinner on the Bund and could see the Oriental Pearl Tower.

On the way back to the hotel, Ji Shumiao saw a Xingjiu Ke. His eyes widened and his steps were hesitant. He walked straight in.

The familiar and rich aroma of coffee hooked Ji Shumiao's mind, and the little man shouted in his empty brain: My father and my mother, please give me a cup of iced American coffee to prolong my life!

It was so late, of course Qin Rong couldn't let her drink coffee.

Ji Shumiao settled for the next best thing, holding onto the edge of the bar, and tiptoed to the waiter, "A cup of matcha iced popsicle."

"Wait a minute, is it cold?" Qin Rong asked quickly.

The clerk said, “It’s a smoothie.”

Qin Rong: "You are not allowed to drink."

Ji Shumiao pouted in grievance, looking at this and that, and everyone avoided her pleading gaze.

Under the threat of Miao Ge's eyes, Ji Shulang stood up and said, "Have a glass, I want to drink too. Just give Miao Miao a couple of sips, and I'll drink the rest."

Qin Rong then agreed, and based on the principle of "since you're already here", she ordered a cup of scented tea for herself after the clerk's introduction.

Qin Yun followed suit, and Ji Zhenhua and Ji Shiqian followed suit and ordered a cup. Grandma and grandpa also ordered a cup so that they would not be out of place.

Ji Shumiao clapped his hands: "It's great that the family is together."

Except for her who had empty hands, everyone held a cup in their hands.

Ji Shumiao took a small spoon and a straw to snatch the drink from Ji Shulang. The adults were watching, and Ji Shulang didn't dare to indulge her too much. He held up the Bingle high and didn't allow her to drink any more.

Seven glasses of water cost me nearly two hundred yuan.

In 2007, the average monthly salary in Shanghai was 2892 yuan. Xingjiu Ke, with a per-customer spending of more than 20 yuan, was still exclusive to high-income people and a synonym for high-end coffee.

Ji Shumiao couldn't reach the Matcha Ice Cream, so he gave up and took out a digital camera from Ji Shulang's backpack to take pictures of everyone: "Look at me! Eggplant~"

A shop assistant who was wiping the table nearby mocked in a low voice: "You country bumpkin are so ignorant that you have to take a photo just to drink coffee."

Ji Shumiao chuckled and took a photo of the clerk as well.

The clerk angrily asked, “What are you doing?”

Ji Shulang stood up first, and the others also looked at the clerk with unfriendly eyes.

Ji Shumiao gave everyone a reassuring look, and said to the clerk with a smile: "We are traveling from the countryside. We haven't had much coffee before, so I took photos to record the daily life of our family. I will also record your work for you, big brother, which is 'daily' work of wiping tables and serving dishes."

I don't mean to look down on any job. Labor is the most glorious, but it does not include sarcastic service staff.

The clerk was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick: "You are infringing on my portrait rights, do you know?"

"I don't know~" Ji Shumiao shook his head and replied, "You can find a lawyer to sue me, or I can find the store manager to complain about you."

How could he be a country bumpkin at this age with such knowledge?

The clerk was immediately frightened and didn't dare to make a big deal out of it. He apologized sincerely.

Only then did Ji Shumiao delete the photos in the camera.

After the clerk walked away, Qin Rong asked, "What did he just say?"

"He said we country bumpkins are ignorant." Ji Shumiao spread his hands.

Grandma smiled and said, "Okay, you have the style of your mother when she was young."

Ji Shumiao was very proud: "Hehe~"