Reborn 80s to be a rich woman

Lin Xue's eager look reminded An Xiaolan of the state of mind she used to pick up trash. At that time, she was also in Tibet. She was afraid that the Liu family and the Qi family would find out, although in the end there was still a lot of trouble.

"Okay, if you don't worry about me, you can let me go, and you don't need to pay any money."

"I've troubled you a lot, and you must accept this."

"If you insist, you can take the things back."

When An Xiaolan said this, Lin Xue couldn't continue, and in the end it was up to An Xiaolan to decide.

As the sky was getting dark, the three of them finally rushed back to the village. When Lin Xue saw An Xiaolan's house, she couldn't help feeling a little sad.

This house can be described as dilapidated and barren. I really don't know how the three siblings survive.

"Your face is so ugly, what's wrong with you?"

An Xiaolan had just put the waste away, when she turned her head and saw Lin Xue standing in the room with a dazed expression, she asked with some worry.

"No, it's okay, are you still used to living here?"

"After all, this is my home, how can I not get used to it."

An Xiaolan answered without thinking.

"But the roof will leak when it rains, aren't you afraid?"

In fact, what she wanted to say was that the house might not be able to hold it if the wind blows, so isn't it afraid?

"Afraid? Now the smell of freedom is everywhere, why should you be afraid?"

An Xiaolan smiled, in fact, the pure-hearted Lin Xue is worth getting along with, but she doesn't know which muscle of that Yang Jing is wrong, and she always targets her.

"A taste of freedom?"

Does freedom have a taste?If so, what would it be like?

Lin Xue pondered over this question over and over again, which became another of her actions in the future. Of course, this is all for later.

"My God, you, why did you buy so many? There are not so many people in my family!"

After Lin Xue left, Yang Jing handed the contents of the package to An Xiaolan. It didn't matter that she opened it, it just shocked her.

Four sets of bowls and chopsticks, a casserole, and plates and sea bowls, all of which are exquisite in appearance, no matter whether it is a bowl or a casserole, they are as bright as white jade, and the patterns carved on them are very festive, all of which are the words of happiness.

"Why did you buy such an expensive one? It's too extravagant. No, no, let's return it and replace it with an ordinary one."

An Xiaolan was so startled by these things that her tongue almost tied up when she spoke. These things in this house are like dusty pearls, they don't match at all.

"Pfft, look at you, isn't it the guy who eats, how can you say so exaggeratedly."

Looking at the way An Xiaolan carefully placed the tableware on the kang, Yang Jingren said with a smile.

This girl was almost ready to give incense to the incense stick.

"Don't laugh, I'm serious. It's not like you have too much money and no land to spend. Besides, my house is not suitable for these. What are you spending such unjust money for?"

An Xiaolan was really annoyed by Yang Jing's way of spending money. There is no frugal money for this extravagance, and any girl who follows him will have to eat a full meal and a hungry meal.

It's strange, how could she suddenly think of such a long-term thing, who does he marry has nothing to do with her, why worry so much!

An Xiaolan felt her face heat up, and immediately blushed again.

"Buy everything, so don't worry about money anymore. An Xiaolan, why is your face so red? Did you get hurt by the wind?"

With the light in the room, Yang Jing clearly saw An Xiaolan's appearance, his tone was full of worry, and he said with his palms on her forehead.

"It's okay, I, I just think it's stuffy here, it's a little hot."

An Xiaolan bounced back like a frightened rabbit, the heat on her face didn't decrease but increased.

"You, you go back, next time, I will give you money next time."

He has lived his entire life, and it's not like he hasn't had any contact with men, so why is he so sensitive to Yang Jing's approach?

No, she is obviously only concerned as a friend, she shouldn't have messy thoughts.

An Xiaolan kept hypnotizing herself, trying to calm herself down.

"Are you really okay?" Yang Jing clenched his palms tightly, secretly feeling the remaining warmth.

"It's all right, let's go."

The sudden cold tone made him a little stunned.

"Okay, if you feel uncomfortable anywhere, let Xiaofeng or Zhengming come to me. I'm leaving first, you can take a good rest."

After glancing at An Xiaolan, Yang Jing left feeling a little disappointed.

"Sister, sister, come out quickly, come and help me."

An Zhengming's voice came from outside the door, and it was only then that An Xiaolan came back to her senses.

It seems that what I said just now was a bit too much. It was because she was too entangled, why did she accidentally reveal her true emotions in front of him?

"Sister, come quickly, my second sister and I can't move anymore."

An Zhengming shouted again.

"Hey, come right away."

An Xiaolan shook her head, no longer delving into these chaotic thoughts, turned around and walked out the door.

"So much? Did you go to town today?"

It was only half a day before school was over, how could it be possible to pick up two big bags full, let alone the bags were bigger than the two of them.

"Hee hee, guess what, sister."

An Xiaofeng and An Zhengming looked at each other and smiled, deliberately playing tricks.

"You weirdos, go and wash my face and drink some water. I'll cook first."

An Xiaolan smiled dotingly, and walked over to lift up the bag containing the waste, "You guys haven't been exhausted by this journey, sister feels heavy while carrying it."

"Sister who is not tired, Zhengming is full of strength when he thinks that all these can be sold for money to buy delicious food."

"Mingzi is right, Xiaofeng doesn't feel tired, these are enough for us to pick up for several days on weekdays."

An Xiaofeng wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, smiling very happily.

"I'm going to wash my face now and help my sister cook together."

The siblings were very satisfied with what they had gained today, and their happy laughter never stopped.

An Xiaolan stood in the pile of rubbish, looked up at the dilapidated adobe brick house in front of her, but she felt unprecedentedly clear about the future in her heart.

Work hard, life will definitely get better and better. In this life, she doesn't want to be rich and powerful, but she wants her family to be neat and orderly, so that she won't repeat the tragedy of her previous life. Everything is enough...

Cooking smoke curled up, and the warm smell diffused in the kitchen. An Xiaofeng smiled, picked up firewood and threw it into the stove.