"Mom, I'm almost done, so you'd better ask me to help me! I can't sleep anyway." Zhao Chen said that he was the only man in the family, so how could he watch his mother work hard?

Wang Ya took a closer look at Zhao Chen and never said anything again, which was to agree to Zhao Chen's help.

In this poor home, we are naturally using the original fire stove. Zhao Chen skillfully added firewood to maintain the temperature with his integrated memory.

The temperature in Xiangjiang is very high in summer. If you move a few times, you will sweat hotly, let alone in front of the fire stove, which will rise sharply. Fortunately, this body may be used to farm work. Although the hot sweat keeps flowing, it is not too uncomfortable.

During work, Zhao Chen did all the heavy work in order to take care of his mother who was inconvenient to legs and feet. Wang Ya did not object, and seemed to have become used to it, because Zhao Chen did this before.

Not long after, Zhao Chen put the old hen in the pot in a basin and placed it on a simple table, which was where they usually eat.

When eating, Zhao Chen always pinched the fattest and tender parts of the old hen to his mother, but his mother pushed him away. In her opinion, this old hen was specially used to nourish his son's body.

After shirking several times, Zhao Chen had no choice but to decide in his heart that he wanted to make money as soon as possible so that he could provide his mother with a life of food and clothing.

"Chen'er, when the restaurant owner sent you here yesterday, he had settled his salary these days!"

When Wang Ya said this, she sighed in her heart. The world is really cold. Her son was obviously because of him. But the restaurant owner was so sad. When he saw that he suffered a serious injury in his head, he not only did not show any sympathy, but instead made the move to settle the salary and chase people. It was so disappointing!

"Chen'er, please keep it well. This money can just support your tuition for the next semester! Try to get a good grade."

Looking at the Hong Kong dollars taken out of Wang Ya's pocket, Zhao Chen was delighted. What he lacked was the money to buy tools!

Zhao Chen took the money and was suddenly shocked when he got it. Logically speaking, he would not have paid so much for his temporary worker. After all, he knew very well how long he had been working and had not even received half a month. With the stingy personality of the restaurant owner, it was impossible to give so much, and he would definitely not give so-called medical expenses and nutrition expenses.

He suddenly felt a heavy heart in his heart. Looking at his mother's tired and aging face, he felt extremely moved. He knew in his heart that the extra money must have been put in by her, just to not worry himself, and to go to the restaurant owner to argue with him, fearing that he would suffer losses.

"Mom, I understand. Don't worry, I will work hard." Zhao Chen solemnly collected the money, and his slightly childish face was covered with a rare look of determination.

Wang Ya did not speak, but instead put a chicken leg in his bowl, and everything was silent.

After finishing this extremely warm breakfast, Zhao Chen immediately washed the dishes and chopsticks. During this period, he was naturally accompanied by his mother's complaints, and she should do such complaints.

"Mom, I want to go out!"

Wang Ya was shocked and said subconsciously: "Chen'er, your injury has not healed yet, don't go out and take a few more days at home."

"It's okay, my injury has been almost healed. Let's go out and come back later!"

"Then...well, be careful on the way."

"I see!"

Zhao Chen went out and turned to look at his home. It was a dilapidated two-story bungalow. His hands were tightly clasped. As the only male in the family, a layer of things called responsibility prompted him to work hard.

After reading for a while, Zhao Chen turned around and left. He still had to buy tools for painting.

Tseung Kwan O is now a fishing village. It is very poor and I don’t even see many shops. These shops basically sell some food, farm tools or fishing gear. At most, only some paper and pens used by students are used, so it is impossible to buy painting tools. If you want to buy painting tools, you can only go to a prosperous area.

Tseung Kwan O belongs to Saigon District, but unfortunately, the Saigon District has not yet been developed, so naturally it is not prosperous. Zhao Chen is even more unclear where there are shops selling painting tools in Saigon District.

There was no way he could only go to the most prosperous places in Hong Kong. After thinking about it, in order to save costs, he had to take a bus to Mong Kok, which is known as the cheapest price!

Mong Kok is a bit far from Tseung Kwan O. I took a few buses along the way before finally arriving.

Perhaps the prices of ordinary goods in Hong Kong are not much different. Unfortunately, painting tools are still scarce in Hong Kong, and some of them are imported items. This situation directly leads to a large price difference in these places, while Mong Kok is a little far away, but the price is likely to be the most reasonable.

As soon as he arrived in Mongkok, Zhao Chen felt that he was a little out of place with the surrounding environment, because compared with the passers-by in bright clothes around him, his clothes were too old-fashioned and not much better than beggars. But there was no way to do this, after all, he was a child from a poor family.

Mong Kok at this time might not be as prosperous as in later generations, but in fact it is not much different. At least compared with Tseung Kwan O, the gap is too big and there is no comparison.

Zhao Chen did not care about his clothes, so he naturally would not feel inferior because of his clothes. He believed that with his own efforts, he would be able to improve his life quickly.

However, when he had just arrived in Mong Kok, he walked a few streets, but he didn't see such a large stationery store. In this case, he had only one way, which was to ask for directions.

"Hello, is there a large stationery store nearby?" A girl who was dressed in this era twisted her waist and just passed by Zhao Chen. Zhao Chen hurriedly asked, with her attitude very sincere, although in the eyes of later generations, the fashionable girl's clothes were very old-fashioned.

Unfortunately, the girl just glanced at Zhao Chen, especially when she saw Zhao Chen's clothes with several patches, she showed an unconcealed look of contempt on her face, as if she felt that talking to him was an insult, and she still walked forward on her own without even saying anything.

The girl's attitude made Zhao Chen angry. He clenched his fists tightly and tried his best to endure the boiling anger in his heart. It was really a shame to see people. I came from the countryside, so what if there is a gap between the rich and the poor, so everyone is different.

Zhao Chen took a deep breath and restored his mind to its clarity. Suddenly, a crisp voice like a lark sounded behind him: "Are you talking about a large stationery store? If so, I happen to know one!"

For Zhao Chen, these words were like a long drought and rain. He quickly turned his head and was stunned immediately after seeing it.

"What a beautiful face!"

Behind him was a pretty girl about twelve or thirteen years old. Although she was dressed very ordinary, she could not hide the shock brought by her natural beauty.

The face of a little baby has a slender eyebrows as picturesque, and the eyes are as bright as stars; there is a small mouth under the bridge of the beautiful nose, with the corners of the mouth slightly curved upwards, and the beautiful face is a little sad. The whole face is as delicate as picturesque, pure and refined, without the slightest smell of human fireworks.

Zhao Chen felt that God seemed to be joking with him this time. If Zhao Chen read it correctly, the girl is likely to be Zhou Huimin, the leader of the jade girl in later generations. This can be seen from her appearance. Although her current appearance seems relatively young due to her age, she has already lost very similarity.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Huimin only felt that the boy in front of her was very strange. Xiuli couldn't help but frown cutely. Didn't he know that staring at others like this would be very impolite!

"Nothing, do you really know where the large stationery store is?" Zhao Chen immediately reacted, and he also knew that his actions just now were very abrupt.

"Yes, are you going there? I'm just going to take you there!" Zhou Huimin had a bright smile on her face, not at all discriminating against Zhao Chen like the girl just now. In Zhao Chen's words, it was an extremely sharp contrast between the two.

"Then I'll trouble you!"

"You're welcome!"

The two of them walked shoulder to shoulder on the road, and Zhou Huimin asked with a little curiosity: "Do you don't look like a Mong Kok native?"

"Yes, my family is in Tseung Kwan O in Sai Kung District, where the scenery is very good!" Seeing Zhou Huimin ask, he naturally answered truthfully. In his opinion, there is nothing to be ashamed of this. Tseung Kwan O is indeed behind now, but it will be different in a few years.

"I have heard of Tseung Kwan O, but I haven't been to it. But it's strange, why do you want to find a large stationery store? You Tseung Kwan O should have talent in school supplies!" Zhou Huimin's eyes lit up, and she expressed her doubts.

"I came here specifically to buy painting tools!" Zhao Chen naturally did not hide it, which was normal for him.

Zhou Huimin said this and made her stunned for a moment, and then she took it for granted and asked, "You should be buying painting tools for your elders or friends, right?"

Zhao Chen showed a helpless smile on his face. It seemed that his age was a flaw. If he were a middle-aged uncle, Zhou Huimin would definitely not ask that.
Chapter completed!