Reborn 80s to be a rich woman

An Zhengming pulled up his short legs and ran forward. How could he not be part of this kind of layman's work!Most importantly, he also wanted to hear from his sister the interesting things he saw and heard on the road!

At dinner, An Xiaofeng and An Zhengming sat next to each other, staring at a plate of golden flower-like dishes on the table without blinking. It's a plate of art, so it's no wonder that the two of them looked at it with their mouths half-open, and their expressions were so surprised.

"Sister, sister, is this an egg?"

An Xiaofeng swallowed hard, and asked while pointing at the food on the table with disbelief.

"Second Sister is so stupid, didn't we both see that it was made of scrambled eggs?" In fact, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have dared to say that it was made of scrambled eggs.

"Stupid, Second Sister, this is a rhetorical question, just to strengthen the tone."

An Xiaofeng reached out and pinched An Zhengming's fleshy cheek.

"Hmm! What does the rhetorical question mean, Second Sister? The teacher didn't teach it."

An Zhengming innocently touched his pinched red cheek, but it didn't hurt at all.

"Haha, the teacher will teach in the future, learn slowly."

"Sister, the second sister bullied me."

I don't know when, he also learned to act like a baby with An Xiaolan.

"Well, I saw it."

An Xiaolan nodded calmly and said, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand.

"Sister, you have to take care of your younger sister. The teacher said to respect the old and love the young."

An Zhengming blushed and pouted in protest.

"Pfft, well, Xiaofeng, don't bully our family's Mingzi, you have to love the young, you know?"

In fact, she knew that Xiaofeng didn't really want to bully Mingzi, so her tone was a little more casual.After all, this way of getting along will be more like a family, which is what she likes.

"Understood, Second Sister will never bully our Mingzi again, so it's okay, right?"

An Xiaofeng snickered, but felt very happy seeing her younger brother's smug expression because of the successful complaint.

"Come on, let's eat."

After the meal was served, An Xiaolan sat down, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a few pieces of eggs from the plate and put them in their respective bowls.

An Xiaofeng and An Zhengming couldn't wait a long time ago, they both raised their chopsticks and ate the scrambled eggs and porridge in the bowl.

"Hey! Sister, why does this egg taste so slippery?"

The feeling of entering her throat amazed An Xiaofeng in an instant. It tasted completely different from the hard-boiled eggs that An Xiaolan stole in the kitchen when she was injured last time.

I still remember that at that time, because she was too nervous and afraid of being caught by Mrs. Liu, she almost devoured it, almost choking, and there was no time to taste the taste.

But this plate of scrambled eggs was so delicious, if she hadn't tasted it herself, she wouldn't believe it had such a taste.

"Yeah, what the second sister said is exactly what I want to say. This egg is really delicious, sister, how did you make it, this taste is even more delicious than the ones I have eaten before!"

An Zhengming nodded in agreement, his eyes full of admiration.

Seeing how excited the two were over a plate of scrambled eggs, she couldn't tell whether to be happy or worried.

"As long as you like to eat, I will make more in the future."

An Xiaolan picked up some frangipani and put them in their bowls, while she ate the leftover chilli pickles from the morning.

"But if we eat like this, will we eat up all the family's money?"

As he ate, An Zhengming became worried. He bit his chopsticks and hesitated to make a move.

"My sister will make money now, so you can rest assured."

An Xiaolan didn't say anything else, but it made them feel extremely at ease, as if as long as she was there, everything would be fine.

Even though the dinner was as simple as a plate of scrambled eggs and Xiaodie's leftover pickles, and there were not many rice grains in the porridge, it made them feel extremely satisfied.

After dinner, it was time to take a bath, while An Xiaolan checked the homework assigned to An Zhengming.Every time she sat under the oil lamp to check her homework, her expression was meticulous, and sometimes An Zhengming didn't dare to say anything, as if sitting in front of her was the head teacher.

"Very good, Ming Zi has improved a bit, and the handwriting is more punctual than the previous few days."

An Xiaolan closed her homework, looked at the figure lying beside her quietly watching her, smiled softly, and reached out to touch his head.

"Hee hee, Zhengming has someone who studies very hard. The teacher said that humility makes people improve. Sister, if there is something wrong, you can point it out, and I will make good corrections."

An Zhengming's reaction is very sensitive, and his comprehension of learning has never been bad. This is something An Xiaolan has always been quite proud of.

"Mingzi has done a good job, so I don't need to put too much pressure on myself." She feels that reading should be a joyful thing, not like completing a task.

"What is pressure, sister? I think I can be better, but I don't know how to do it."

At a young age, An Zhengming's tone gradually became a little precocious, but this is also in line with the phenomenon that poor children start their own families early. It is quite normal in this kind of ravine, but An Xiaolan's heart hurts.

It’s not that she never thought of giving a better life, but her current ability is still not enough, so she is so eager to grow up in her heart. What she does now is absurd in the eyes of others. There is no so-called recognition, only oppression , or even exploited, she can almost imagine how many strange looks and criticisms she will have to bear in the future, all of which are linked to her age, but she is already mentally prepared.

"Mingzi, the road is walked step by step, just like we eat, if we eat too fast, we will easily choke, and we can't taste the taste, right?"

An Xiaolan made an analogy with a simple reason, hoping that An Zhengming could understand it easily.

"My sister said something like this. What does it have to do with learning?"

He still didn't understand, what he wanted was watermelon, but his sister gave him a pumpkin, and he still didn't understand what she was talking about.

"You think, if we read all the books in one breath, can you experience the joy in it? We study to be able to learn new knowledge happily, not to fight for something. Take it easy, Being able to absorb all the knowledge taught in the classroom is a remarkable progress in itself.”