Reborn 1980: Cannon fodder mother changes her life against fate

Zhou Tao kept nodding in agreement, "Don't worry, Chuyao, as soon as we have extra money on hand, we will return the first two months' rent to you immediately."

Lu Chuyao smiled, "Cousin, I keep my word. I will help you pay for the first two months. After all, this food stall mainly relies on your efforts. I will provide brine and ingredients at the back. As for the ledger, it will be checked once a month. .”

She held a pen in her hand and took notes while saying, "Also, regarding salary, I have two options here. One is a fixed salary, fifty per month, both of you. The second is a fixed salary plus commission. The fixed salary is twenty, and the commission is three points.”

They didn't understand what the three points of commission were, so Lu Chuyao had to first translate and explain in vernacular, and then describe it in detail with examples.

After some talk, Chen Yu finally understood and said to Zhou Tao first, "We choose a fixed salary plus commission."

"Okay." Lu Chuyao picked up the pen again and wrote down quickly on the white paper.

Then he raised his eyes and said to the two of them in a very serious tone, "No matter how high the profit margin of a small-cost business is, the overall turnover is limited, and the income received will definitely not be as good as that of someone with two jobs... Everyone has the desire to compare, but absolutely You can’t do something outrageous just because of your own selfishness.”

As for the critical things, Lu Chuyao doesn't want to go into details. Anyway, she hates people who cross rivers and burn bridges the most!

His eyes moved to Zhou Tao, "Cousin, you'd better take advantage of this transitional time to think about your future. When setting up a stall, don't limit yourself to one-third of an acre. Listen more and communicate more. Maybe you can bump into someone by chance. Where’s the good opportunity?”

Chen Yu agreed very much, "Chu Yao is right, the most taboo thing in business is to talk too much." Then he swore to Lu Chuyao, "We are definitely not the arrogant people, don't worry."

Recently, several batches of new soldiers have arrived in the army, and the military workload is heavy. As a result, Song Mingze leaves early and returns late every day, leaving no one around.

Son Song Zhiyu has grown rapidly and can now speak about two words.

As for Lu Chuyao, she wished she had three heads and six arms.On the one hand, I have to take care of my family and take care of my son.At the same time, Chen Yu and others had to be taught how to practice stalls. After a week in a row, everyone was almost exhausted.

But what I like to see is that Chen Yu is quick to learn and has a flexible mind, so he can start the business on his own.Although Zhou Tao is honest and clumsy, he is quite capable of doing chores, including packing and collecting money.

The cold noodle and braised vermicelli stall has the best business in the morning. Young people have strong tastes and love to eat such spicy and appetizing food.

After one week, their trial operation income has exceeded 50 yuan. Of course, the 50 yuan does not include costs and labor.

But even so, the net profit is still 30 yuan.

Lu Chuyao nodded with satisfaction at the account book. She touched her smooth and delicate chin and began to think about her next plan to make money.

It is true that the food stall makes money, but after taking into account the costs, the profit that goes into her pocket is not too much. After all, she has to take care of the wages of two adults.

Writing articles is different. Time is the cost of investment. As a full-time housewife, she doesn’t have much else and has enough time.Moreover, the last payment receipt gave her great encouragement, and she wanted to continue writing.

As for the carrier and subject matter to be written, she had to think carefully.

The sudden noise from Li Jianbin's house across the street startled Song Zhiyu, who was eating obediently. The timid child immediately burst into tears.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Mom is here." He touched his son's plump forehead a few times and coaxed patiently.

With his mother's gentle coaxing, Song Zhiyu's cries gradually became smaller and smaller. His little hands clung to Lu Chuyao's neck, and his soft face pressed into the crook of her neck and he sobbed from time to time, like an insecure little baby. Milk cat.

When the leftover millet porridge on the coffee table had completely cooled down, the quarrels and scoldings outside slowly stopped.

When Song Mingze came back in the evening, he looked up and saw the mother and son sitting quietly and waiting under the warm yellow light.The son was sitting in his wife's arms, playing with his new toys, while his wife looked at him seriously.

"What happened?"

He unbuttoned his chest with one hand and took off his coat. After putting it away, he walked slowly to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down.

The man's sharp-edged silhouette changes from shadow to light, and his deep black eyes glow with a charming brilliance. His masculine charm becomes more and more prominent after being polished by the war and the army.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Lu Chuyao had no intention of appreciating her husband's grand beauty and ascetic temperament.

Her voice was calm, but her words revealed her boredom and disgust. She said, "I don't want to live in a family home anymore. It's too noisy here. If I stay here any longer, I'll have a neurasthenia!"

Song Mingze frowned slightly, and Lu Chuyao told him what happened in the afternoon, and then said, "They come here every now and then. My son is so young, how can he withstand frequent frights? Even if he is not sick, he has to give them a whole day." Come and get sick.”

Recently, Li Jianbin's younger brother and his family came to the army, and it was really lively, making it feel like a opera every day.

Originally, the two women in this family were not incompatible with each other, and there was a gap between them.Now there is a sister-in-law and a niece. The four women are in a drama, and it's nothing but chaos.

It was really unlucky to live across from their house, and Lu Chuyao had been enduring it for a long time!

Song Mingze was also unhappy. If possible, he would have moved with his wife and children.

"I will go and report to the relevant leaders in charge of officers' housing tomorrow to see if they have any solution." It will not be possible to move out for a while. As for his wife saying that she does not want to live in a family home, Song Mingze lowered his dark eyes and tried his best to avoid it. this topic.

"Does that mean you want me to continue to endure it? Song Mingze!" She said angrily, both by name and surname, "Don't let me escape the main conflict. Anyway, you have to solve this matter for me. They have seriously affected my life."

Lu Chuyao fixed his gaze on the top of the slightly drooped hair opposite him. He paused, and after calming down, he said softly, "Can you bear to let your wife and son live in the noise and occasional frights every day?"

"Besides, it's not like you don't know that I've been writing recently and need a relatively quiet environment."

Lu Chuyao became more and more proficient in this move of overcoming strength with softness.

Sure enough, Song Mingze was touched by a few words to the dark side hidden deep in his heart, and his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous aura.

He said in a deep voice: "I know."

Fu'er stood up and came to the mother and son. He placed a big palm on his wife's silky hair. He rubbed Lu Chuyao's head and unexpectedly said in a low and pleasant voice, "Believe me, within three days, Things will work out."

The determined tone made Lu Chuyao raise her head in surprise. She wanted to ask, but the man lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Song Zhiyu, who was trapped in her mother's arms, didn't know what was happening. She just felt a dark shadow pressing down and blocking the light in front of her eyes.

Then he immediately made a dissatisfied protest.