Reborn 80s to be a rich woman

An Zhengwei's eyes were wide open, and he asked incomprehension.

"Just tell me, whether there is or not."

"No, absolutely not, Grandpa, Zhengwei respects you in his heart."

Mr. An's expression darkened. Although this sounded very comfortable, it was not the answer he wanted.

"Okay, go back to sleep, it's getting late."

Hearing his grandfather's tone of disappointment, An Zhengwei was very disturbed, and he couldn't help but fell into a tangled psychological struggle. What should he do to make his grandfather like him again?

"Grandpa, do you not believe me?"

An Zhengwei still couldn't help asking, but he didn't know that this was counterproductive.

"Son, you should put your mind on your studies. You should know that the money you are going to school now is sent back by your uncle and aunt, so cherish it."

These earnest words are more or less educational. Mr. An just hopes that these grandsons who have studied can make a difference, at least they can do something, but it is very sad to hear it in An Zhengwei's heart.

"Well, I remember grandpa, I will study hard, good night grandpa, you also go to bed early."

An Zhengwei thought that Mr. An said this because he was partial to An Xiaolan's family. If possible, he would not hesitate to use their family's money to go to school.

What he didn't think about was, if it wasn't for the help of An Xinping and his wife, where would the tuition fees for An Xinhai's three children be?

After An Zhengwei finished speaking, he walked into the house, still feeling a little unwilling. Mr. An's words were like a thorn in his heart, and it was rare in his life to show his strength. If allowed, he would not go to the hospital tomorrow. After learning this, I won't spend the money earned by An Xiaolan's parents in the future.

Just thinking about it, An Zhengwei fell asleep in a daze after lying down.

After Mr. An finished smoking the pipe in his hand, he got up and walked back to the house.

Looking at Mrs. Liu who was sleeping on the bed with Zhengxiang still snoring, Mr. An sighed helplessly.

"You really have a big heart. You make the family restless, but you have no heart and no lungs. You can sleep well and eat well."

As soon as Mr. An was lying beside him, his back was pushed out by Liu's buttocks.

"Hey, if I didn't pay attention, I'd be pushed out of bed by you."

Mr. An, who was barely steady, glared at Mrs. Liu angrily, then lay down resignedly and continued to sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, just as the sky was turning white, the chickens outside began to crow.

"Huazi, Huazi, wake up."

An Zhengwei, who had a dream all night, got up early in the morning, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to wake up An Zhenghua.

"What are you doing brother, I'm so sleepy, let me sleep again..."

An Zhenghua twisted into the bed, apparently unwilling to get up.

"Have you forgotten what we agreed to do? Hurry up and get up!"

An Zhengwei pushed his body and continued to urge him.

"What are you doing? Is dinner ready?"

An Zhenghua was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes and continued to fall asleep.

"You just know how to eat, get up quickly, we have to ask grandpa to find a doctor for mom."

Seeing that he still couldn't get up, An Zhengwei simply threw off the quilt.

"Brother is so cold, return the quilt to me quickly."

An Zhenghua gave a jolt and woke up at that time, but still half-closed his eyes, sitting on the bed and pulling the quilt.

"Let's go to bed at night, my dear Huazi, get up and get dressed."

An Zhengwei was very persistent, so he didn't give him a chance to continue sleeping.When he said that, he had already picked up An Zhenghua's clothes and was about to put them on for him.

"No, no, you have to go by yourself. I want to sleep, so I have to sleep."

An Zhenghua also lost his temper. He hadn't slept well in the first place, and his little face was full of anger, so he got into a fight right then.

"Is it more important for you to sleep or our mother's illness? An Zhenghua! If you don't get up again, don't recognize me as a brother in the future!"

An Zhengwei became angry, and immediately questioned An Zhenghua, and angrily threw the clothes in his hand aside. After yelling, he immediately turned around and angrily found his own clothes to wear.

It took a long time for An Zhenghua to regain his senses, and most of his drowsiness was also driven away.

"Brother, are you angry? Don't be angry, I'll get up now."

An Zhenghua hurriedly picked up the clothes on the side, and put them on in a hurry, looking at An Zhengwei from time to time.

"Brother is not angry. I also know that you are sleepy. I was too anxious to say that just now. Hua Zi, don't take it to heart."

After a while, An Zhengwei had already put on his clothes. At the same time, he turned around and said helplessly to An Zhenghua.

"Brother I know, you must be worried about mom, and I'm worried about mom too, so let's go find grandpa."

As An Zhenghua put on his clothes, he was not angry at An Zhengwei's attitude just now. On the contrary, he was afraid that he would be angry.

"Don't be in a hurry. Grandpa should have just woken up at this time. Go and talk to grandpa. Try to hold him back and don't let him go to the field so early."

Seeing how sensible he was, An Zhengwei no longer blamed him in his heart.

"What about you, brother? What are you doing?"

An Zhenghua asked curiously.

"I went to cook."

"Cooking? Brother, why are you cooking? Can't we ask Grandpa first, and then cook?"

An Zhenghua bit his finger, looked at An Zhengwei incomprehensibly and said.

"You'll know later, don't talk about it, wash up quickly and go play with grandpa."

An Zhengwei picked up An Zhenghua's shoes, knelt down and put them on for him.

"Oh, then I'll go find grandpa."

An Zhenghua ran out on short legs, and An Zhengwei walked towards the kitchen.

Although he never has to work at home, he has learned how to cook porridge during the few days when his mother was sick, which is the only thing he can do now.

"Good morning Grandpa!"

When An Zhenghua's childish voice sounded behind him, Mr. An, who was washing up, turned his head and saw his smile, and his smile suddenly widened.

"Hey! Good grandson, why do you get up so early?"

"I want to learn from my grandpa. The book says it's called dancing with the smell of chickens, right, grandpa, am I right?"

An Zhenghua said sweetly, this made Mr. An happy, and his mood immediately improved early in the morning.

"Haha...While chickens dance, there is such a saying, Hua Zi, you can read this book well, grandpa has to learn from you."

Mr. An bent down and hugged An Zhenghua, and said with crooked eyes.

"What does grandpa want to learn? If I can't, will you call me stupid?"

An Zhenghua said flatteringly, making Mr. An very happy.

"Haha... Grandpa is reluctant to scold. Hey, grandpa is getting old, and he can hardly hold my good grandson."