Reborn 80s to be a rich woman

An Xiaolan and Lin Xue glanced at each other, and they smiled mysteriously.

"Really? Seeing that you are so mysterious, it is possible that the gold nuggets were picked up inside."

Yang Jing looked at her amusedly, and suddenly found that her ghostly appearance was rare, but she was very cute. He seemed to be hungry again after discovering something special about her.

He was also in a very good mood. When he passed the kitchenware store just now, Changji's boss stopped him, thanked him, and invited him to be his shop assistant.

It turned out that last night he asked someone to investigate clearly, and the reason for it turned out to be targeting his shop. In order to buy his shop and hit his business, Cai Chenggong, another rich businessman in the kitchen business in the town, designed a chain after another. Because of Huan's tricks, a series of accidents happened, which finally caused Master Liu to take his son away from home and cut off the news.

Yang Jing didn't immediately accept or reject the job. After all, he often hangs around these places to check the market. Now that he has this opportunity, he has to think about it.

If he accepts it, it means that he won't have the time to pick up trash with An Xiaolan, and the time spent together will be greatly reduced, but he misses the opportunity to learn, and it's a pity for the goal he set.

In a dilemma for a while, Yang Jing couldn't make the best decision.

"Yang Jing, did you hear what I told you? Why are you still distracted?"

An Xiaolan finished talking on her own, only to realize that Yang Jing was not in the mood, so she reached out and waved in front of him.

"Huh? What did you say?"

Yang Jing came back to his senses, only to realize that he didn't hear An Xiaolan's words clearly just now.

"Forget it, Xiaolan, don't bother him." Lin Xue thought that he disagreed, and didn't want An Xiaolan to make it difficult, so she immediately gave up.

"No trouble, no trouble, An Xiaolan, tell me what happened just now."

Yang Jing looked at An Xiaolan apologetically. Ever since he met her, all the things in his mind were related to her. This kind of change was beyond his expectation.

"I said, tomorrow you take Lin Xue to sell scraps. I found a temporary job in the town and I can't take her there."

An Xiaolan also planned to let Xiaofeng and the others take them there, but her younger siblings were too young, so she was worried about them going so far away.

"Work? You also found a job?"

Yang Jing's focus was still on An Xiaolan.

"Well, the fruit shop on the opposite street will start working tomorrow, so Lin Xue will be counting on you."

If there was no other way, she wouldn't bother Yang Jing, but she couldn't leave Lin Xue halfway to help people to the end and send the Buddha to the west.

Yang Jing finally believed that it turned out that something like a heart-to-heart in this world really happened to him. It just so happened that she also found a job. It seemed that this was specially arranged by God.

"She can't..." But it doesn't mean that he will help anyone.

"Yang Jing, just take it as a favor for me."

An Xiaolan interrupted him, pleadingly.

"Since it's your business, then do whatever you want, Lin Xue, right? Pack up all the things to be sold tomorrow."

Yang Jing's temperament is not bad, it's just that Lin Xue offends his bottom line to offend him, but seeing An Xiaolan taking such good care of her, he doesn't have to be serious with her.

"Thank you Yang Jing, I will clean up."

Lin Xue bowed to Yang Jing.

"Thank her if you want, I'm just helping An Xiaolan."

"Whether it's Xiaolan or you, I thank you both."

Lin Xue felt warm in her heart, it seemed that Yang Jing wasn't that scary either.

After the three of them returned to the village, Lin Xue still left the waste at An Xiaolan's house before leaving.

"An Xiaolan, I have something to tell you."

"Go ahead, I'm listening."

An Xiaolan put the bags of waste in the room in a good place, and answered without looking back.

"Wait, I have something for you."

Just as she was speaking, An Xiaolan interrupted Yang Jing.

She took out a basket from the sack on the table, and there were some fruits in it.

"Yang Jing, here are the peaches and pears, for you and your brother."

Yang Jing really helped too much, no matter how precious this fruit is, it cannot compare to his kindness.

"Take it back and leave it for Mingzi Xiaofeng to eat."

It was also the first time for him to see this big and fresh fruit, and he was somewhat greedy, but he was not greedy.

"There are three more here, and it happens that the three of us are enough, so don't be polite to me, take it."

An Xiaolan didn't give him a chance to refuse, and directly stuffed it into his arms.

"Then... I thank you for my brother."

Yang Jing held a fruit in one hand, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"I'll work in a fruit shop in the future. If there are cheap fruits, I can buy some. Don't look at me like a saint. It's uncomfortable."

An Xiaolan stretched out her hand to pick up the broken hair beside her ear, she was so stared at by him that she didn't dare to look at him.

It is said in the book that the eyes are the windows to the soul. Yang Jing's eyes are deep and full of energy, but every time she can't see through his thoughts, on the contrary, she feels lost after looking at them for a long time.

"Heh, you still know that you are a saint. I guess no family in this village is as rich as you. They give away fruit without blinking. Don't you feel sorry for it?"

Yang Jing knew that he was a bit out of proportion, so he changed the subject immediately to ease the embarrassment at this time.

"Why do you feel distressed? Friends are those who have the same blessings and share the same difficulties." An Xiaolan put the rest of the fruit on the table, and waited for her younger siblings to come back before starting.

"No, even if you pretend to be distressed, at least it will make me feel that this gift is worth more than a thousand mountains."

"Pfft, don't be poor. I'll make dinner first. After dinner, I have to sort out the waste products. Then I'll sell them together. Otherwise, the piles in this room will almost smell bad."

An Xiaolan patted the dust off her hands, got up and walked to the kitchen.

"Then I'll go back first, you are busy."

Just as Yang Jing stepped out of the threshold, he turned back as if thinking of something.

"An Xiaolan, the owner of a kitchen utensils store in town asked me to do something, what do you think?"

"No way, what a coincidence!"