Tongtong Enrolls in School

Author: Xie Xing

Tongtong Enrolls in School

Sure enough, time travel can kill people, and there will always be times when someone accidentally crosses the gang.

Ling Yue was already careful enough, but she still made a mistake that she shouldn't have made in front of Wang Zhaoyang.

"I..." Ling Yue's mind was racing, and she quickly thought of an explanation: "I learned it from Qingfeng."

Ling Qingfeng is the younger brother of the original owner, Ling Xiaoyue, and is twenty-two years old this year. Because his family is poor, he struggled to finish elementary school, but he is the one with the highest academic qualifications among the three sisters in the Ling family.

"I don't believe it. I've seen Qingfeng's handwriting, and I can confirm that his handwriting is definitely not as good as yours."

Ling Yue had no choice but to lie: "I only know these words, so please stop laughing at me!"

Wang Zhaoyang looked at her handwriting seriously and shook his head: "No, you can't write such a beautiful handwriting without more than ten years of skill. Even I can't write your kind of artistic conception. Xiaoyue, you

Is there something you are hiding from me?"

"I've never seen you hold a pen before."

Ling Yue had no choice but to use her trump card - she grabbed his ear: "How many times do you want me to tell you, can I still lie to you?"

Wang Zhaoyang grinned in pain and repeatedly begged for mercy: "Take it easy, please, if you pull my ears again, you will pull them off."

"Mom, what should I wear tonight?"

The two were having a heated argument when Tongtong kicked off her slippers from the bathtub and walked in, asking with a smile.

Ling Yue felt like she was being pardoned, so she quickly threw away her pen and found some clothes from the bedroom for Tong Tong to change into.

After Ling Yue dressed Tongtong and came out, Wang Zhaoyang was still studying her handwriting.

Ling Yue had no choice but to divert his attention and said: "Zhaoyang, I still decided to decorate it."

"I have measured it. The length of the store is eight meters, the width is four meters, and the height is three and a half meters. How many bags of lime do you think we need?"

Wang Zhaoyang picked up his pen and began to calculate: "A pack of lime weighs fifty kilograms. Generally, one hundred kilograms of lime can cover ten square meters."

"The two facades of our store require more than 140 square meters to be painted, which requires almost 14 bags of lime. We have prepared a difference of 15 bags. We would rather have more than less."

“What about sand and cement?”

"If we don't build a floor, we don't need cement and sand."

Wang Zhaoyang thought for a while and said: "Leave this matter to me, you can't do this as a woman."

"Well," since he took the initiative to do it, Ling Yue was happy to have some free time, "I'll leave it to you and you won't go to work?"

He said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Just take two days off. If you can make money like this, it won't mean much if you don't join my class."

Ling Yue's hair is full of black lines, and men really can't get used to it.

After only a few days of business and earning a few dollars, he no longer wanted to go to work.

She looked at him with disdain: "Can you be successful?"

"Xiaoyue, let me be honest with you, I do have this plan. Although my job is a guaranteed job, the efficiency of our factory is getting worse and worse. I still have more than 40 yuan in salary for July.

, I have to work overtime every day this month, and my salary may not even be 40 yuan."

"how so?"

Wang Zhaoyang glanced out the window, walked to the balcony, poured the glowing bath water into a bucket, and carried it downstairs to pour it out.

After coming back, he closed the door and said solemnly to Ling Yue: "The rumor is that the machinery factory may not be able to survive."

Ling Yue looked at him with wide eyes. He had never told him about the machine factory before, but he didn't expect that when he took the initiative to tell him about this matter, the machine factory was going to close down?

"Then what are your plans?"

"When your business stabilizes, I will apply for a leave of absence without pay. If approved, we will open an additional store. You will look at one and I will look at the other, okay?"

"You want to go into the sea?" Ling Yue's face was full of disbelief, "What if the factory doesn't let people go?"

"Then resign." Wang Zhaoyang said nonchalantly, "Although I may not be eloquent in business, it all depends on people."

"Okay, since you have this plan, don't mention it to anyone yet. When Tongtong enters school, we will move the things to the store bit by bit."

Fortunately, there is room, kitchen and bathroom in the store, so you can just move there without having to rent an additional room.

"Then it's settled. It's just that if you go to night school, you'll have to walk a little longer."

"It's okay, just treat it as exercise." Ling Yue shrugged, "I'll buy two beds and put them in the store tomorrow."

Tongtong is five years old, and it’s time to sleep in separate beds.

The next day, Ling Yue took Tongtong to the Machinery Factory Staff Primary School to enroll Tongtong. Since the relevant procedures were complete, it didn't take much time to register.

He took Tongtong around the school again to let her get familiar with the environment. He told her that her classmates would play with her every Monday to Saturday and that she would go to the store with her on Sundays. Tongtong nodded obediently.

It was already past ten o'clock when she got home. Ling Yue simply cooked the meal, left some rice for Wang Zhaoyang and Lao Hu, and carried the others to the store in a vegetable basket.

When we arrived at the store, it was already twelve o'clock.

Ji Zhongqiu brought back all the display racks and hung up all the clothes. Although it was almost noon, the store could be said to be overcrowded.

Seeing Ling Yue coming over, Ji Zhongqiu and the other two were busy running around. Even the landlady was guarding the door for fear of losing a piece of clothing.

Ling Yue put down the basket and immediately got into the intense battle.

It wasn't until 1:30 in the afternoon that everyone got a chance to breathe.

Chen Zhaodi looked at Ling Yue with an aggrieved look: "Sister Xiaoyue, why didn't you come earlier!"

Ling Yue did not expect that there would be so many people today, and said: "I thought school started today and everyone had sent their children to register."

If she had known this was the case, she would have come over even if Wang Zhaoyang was asked to take leave.

The landlord's aunt said: "You didn't open the door yesterday. If you had opened the door yesterday, these clothes in your store would have been sold out long ago!"

Ling Yue looked at her with confusion, and her aunt said: "Yesterday, many people came here to buy clothes. They all said that the clothes in your store are new in style, of good quality, and comfortable to wear. If you can't find them, come to me.

But it makes me very tired."

Ling Yue frowned thoughtfully: "Is it because school has started?"

But she has never heard that the start of school has such a big impact on the clothing industry!

"Absolutely." Pandi took a sip of water, "Many people bring their children to buy clothes, but the clothes in our store are all women's clothes, and there are no clothes for children at all."

"Sister Xiaoyue, please quickly check how many clothes are in stock. If you are in a hurry, you should hurry up and bring back another batch. You can't waste such a good opportunity."

That makes sense!

"Well, let's eat first. I'll bring you food."

After saying that, she said to her aunt embarrassedly: "Auntie, you and your uncle haven't eaten either. I'll buy you a lunch box."

She didn't know that the landlady would also come to help, so she only cooked for six people.

The food for six people is really not enough for eight people.
Chapter completed!