After a simple rebirth

"Why are you frying only eggs? That's such a waste. It would be more if you fry them with onions." Fu Ying understood what Fu's mother meant. If four eggs were fried into pancakes, each person would only have a few chopsticks to eat. But if they were fried with vegetables like tomatoes and onions, it would look like a large portion and everyone would be able to have some.

Fu Ma is not stingy with her family, but the reality of life requires mothers to be thrifty.

"I don't see where the onion is." Understanding is one thing, but explanation is necessary.

"It's in the cupboard. If you're not there, I'll just cook something else instead of eggs."

"There's only a bean sprout there. Stir-fried bean sprouts alone won't taste good. You didn't buy any meat either."

“Why not stir-fry bean sprouts? Or you can just stir-fry three vegetables and add more potatoes and it will be enough for the meal.” Fu’s mother still felt that her daughter did not know how to live and there was no way she could finish the vegetables she bought in one meal.

"Okay, okay." It has come to this point. I can't and don't want to argue anymore. I can only say something else.

"Fu Zhe and I will go to Uncle Meng Yuan's place to help in the evening."

"How long will you be doing that?" You can get paid for helping out, and it would be good to be able to subsidize the family a little.

"I don't know yet. Let's see if she can rush the goods."

After dinner and washing the dishes, there was still some time. The only homework left was the math test paper, so I would do it when I got back in the evening. Fu Ying went upstairs and found the information in her memory among a pile of books. It was indeed a set, so she took it out and put it aside for review later. She also found all the test papers, regardless of whether she had time to read them or not, she just found them first.

Yes, there is also a lunch box, I can’t forget this. Fortunately, the school bag is at the bottom, I put the lunch box in the school bag, but I didn’t see the water cup, I don’t know if there is one.

"Mom, where's my water cup?"

"Where did you get the cup? When I asked you, you said you didn't want one. If you want one now, go to the supermarket and buy one for a few dollars." Fu's mother in the room answered.

Oh, it turns out I haven’t bought one. No wonder I don’t remember using a water cup.

"Let me buy one. It's getting hot. I also need to buy a pen and a notebook because I have an exam soon." Fu Ying likes to take notes while reviewing. Writing in a notebook makes the memory more profound, so she wants to buy a new notebook and pen.

"Is 20 yuan enough for you? If you don't need it, buy less." Fu's mother came out and gave Fu Ying 20 yuan.

"Fu Zhe, do you want to buy a water cup?" Fu Ying felt that Xiao Heitan didn't have a water cup, so she didn't know how to drink water at school. She couldn't drink tap water, right? That was too unhealthy.

"I don't want it. I'm too lazy to carry it." Little Black Charcoal refused.

OK, maybe he went directly to the canteen to buy some water, his class is very close to there.

"That should be enough. I'll buy more tonight."

Fu's mother went to work overtime, Fu Zhe and Fu Ying were also preparing to work part-time, and Fu's father didn't have to work overtime, so he prepared to take his grandson out for a stroll on his bike.

Fu Ying remembers the part-time workshop, which was very close to her home. The row of buildings at the intersection were all small factories and workshops. After the factories were relocated, they were abandoned for a while, and later they were renovated into a hotel. Fu Ying and her boyfriend stayed there when they came back, and the environment was pretty good.

The third floor is Meng Yuan's uncle's place. I could smell a strong smell of paint before I even went in. When I went in, Meng Yuan was already working on it.

Both parties were already familiar with each other, so they greeted each other and were ready to start. Today, they were working on the hangtags. Meng Yuan's aunt took them to the front of the table and told them to face the second line horizontally and the number 7 vertically, and try not to tilt them. Then she put the box of empty hangtags behind them and continued to work.

Without saying a word, Fu Ying and Fu Zhe faced each other and skillfully affixed the tags to the required locations. After affixing one production line, they went to the next one. After Meng Yuan's uncle finished printing and tore off the tags, they came back to affix the next round.

"Fu Ying, you are pasting so fast now!" Meng Yuan's aunt came over to print the logo and found that Fu Ying was slow at the beginning but became very fast later on.

"It's OK, it's OK. I've been doing it for so long that I'm familiar with it." It's from this that she developed the skill. Whenever something needs to be aligned, Fu Ying can do it quickly and well. Fu Ying also thinks this helps with her mathematical thinking. She likes to see these neatly aligned arrangements and combinations. She also learned geometric progressions very well.

Continuing to post, Fu Ying began to recall the math problems she had learned today, focusing on recalling each formula, trying to engrave it in her mind so that she could use it whenever she saw it.

Time soon came to half past nine. Aunt Meng Yuan asked them to go back and rest and come back tomorrow night, and then gave Fu Ying 70 yuan.