Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

Li Hui was like a child, hugging Aunt Zhao and crying for a long time.

Finally, tired of crying, he fell into a deep sleep.

The old lady covered her daughter with a quilt and waved to her granddaughter to go outside.

"Grandma?"

Xia Chutang followed her grandma to the kitchen and asked with a smile, "Are you going to whisper to me?"

Aunt Zhao wrapped all the remaining dumplings, put them in the refrigerator, and said, "Tangtang, it will take about a month for me to come back after I go out this time. During this time, you should pay more attention to your mother."

"Grandma, don't worry! I will take good care of my mother."

Xia Chutang took her grandma's arm and agreed.

"You are young, but many times, I feel like you have lived once and are very transparent. Compared with your mother, she makes me more worried."

Xia Chutang: "..."

Aunt Zhao gently trimmed her granddaughter's temples with loving eyes: "However, you also have a bad thing."

"Grandma, tell me. I'll correct it."

Xia Chutang nestled on the old lady's shoulder, not looking directly into her eyes.

"You always plan for others. You forget to live well for yourself."

"Grandma..."

"I know about the food factory. You started this factory because of me, right?"

"Grandma...when did you know that?"

Xia Chutang was so surprised that she almost bit her tongue.

Seeing her granddaughter's panic, the old lady smiled and said, "I knew it in Xihai. One time you went to pick me up at the factory, and someone happened to be looking for me in the production workshop. After I went out, I remembered that I had left my reading glasses in the office. When I got back to the office, I heard that you were assigning tasks to Xiao Zhao and the others in a meeting."

"Grandma, I'm sorry. I was afraid that you and my mother would worry, so I kept lying."

Xia Chutang immediately apologized, "Don't be angry with me."

"Silly boy! How could I be angry?"

The old lady's eyes were a little moist, and she held her granddaughter's little hand tightly.

"You don't even know how proud I was at that time! If I weren't afraid that you would be burdened, I would have rushed in that day and told everyone, look! This is my baby, the child I have raised since childhood. Are you capable?"

"Grandma——"

Xia Chutang hugged her grandma and felt warm in her heart.

She suddenly didn't want the old man to travel far away.

"Also, it's the same thing about you and Xiaoxu. Don't always think about him. It's been a lifetime, when will it end if you always wrong yourself?"

"Grandma, don't worry. If he treats me badly, I will turn around and leave immediately. I won't wrong myself."

Hearing what her granddaughter said, Aunt Zhao felt a little relieved, and then asked: "Also, when you have time, come to the yard and help me water the flowers and plants. This will save you, Grandpa Pu, from working all afternoon in vain."

"I know!" Xia Chutang agreed wholeheartedly, but couldn't help but gossip and asked: "Grandma, when will you and Grandpa Pu... serve the wine?"

Aunt Zhao suddenly blushed when she was asked, and scolded: "You stinky girl, have you started to arrange for me, an old woman?"

"Tsk, tsk, grandma, it seems you really like Grandpa Pu. Just now, I was your precious granddaughter. Now, if I am put together with Grandpa Pu, will I become a stinky girl?"

"You -" Aunt Zhao choked on what she said and shook her head helplessly: "Okay, okay, I can't tell you anything."

After all, he is a college student, and he is very smooth-talking.

Xia Chutang joked for a while and helped Grandma Snake clean up the kitchen.

Because no one would live in this small courtyard for a long time, the two of them covered the chopping board with a layer of plastic sheeting.

After finishing this, Xia Chutang took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket.

"Grandma, this is 10,000 yuan. You can take it with you to spend on the road."

In 1996, ATM machines were not yet popular. Xia Chutang had a card in her hand, but there was no guarantee that the old lady could use it normally in a different place.

In my memory, ATMs were only slowly popularized across the country after 97.

"I do not want!"

Aunt Zhao pushed the money back and waved her hand: "It's not easy for you to earn this money. Keep it for yourself."

There was a fire in the food factory some time ago, and I don’t know how my granddaughter survived the difficulty.

Aunt Zhao feels that her granddaughter has a hard time making money. She has to study and make money at a young age, and she also has to find a way out for the food factory...

Whose child is so capable?

Although she was very proud, Aunt Zhao knew in her heart that if the family were not too poor, Xia Chutang would not have to do these things.

"Do you remember what I said when I was a child? My father's family was a landlord. We had a lot of land and were very rich." Aunt Zhao asked gently.

Xia Chutang nodded, "I remember. Grandma, why did you suddenly talk about this?"

"My family hired many long-term workers at that time. Children of the long-term workers' families also came to help earn food."

Aunt Zhao looked at the small courtyard and her memory returned to her childhood: "At that time, I loved following my father to supervise the work. Those children who were about the same age as me were very capable. They could carry grain bags that were heavier than their own bodies. Can harvest as much wheat as an adult..."

"The most common words I heard at that time were people praising 'Danniu's children are so capable' and 'Li Mazi's daughter is so sensible'"

"And I always held a plate of candied fruits and dried meat, sitting in a rocking chair and watching the excitement. Later, I heard more and wanted to be praised by others, so I told my father that I also wanted to work in the fields. We must also be capable children. Guess what my father said?"

Xia Chutang listened quietly, shook her head, and asked curiously: "What did Grandpa Zeng say?"

"My father touched my head and said with a smile, 'We Xiaoyun don't have to be capable. When you are a child, you have to behave like a child. What can you do if you are so capable?'"

Xia Chutang's heart suddenly felt sour.

"I didn't understand what my father meant at that time, so I got angry and cried and shouted to work. My father also doted on me and finally asked me to beat his back every day.

I can get a piece of the ocean by beating it a few times.

So I went to show off to the long-term workers’ children, and their eyes were full of envy..."

No matter how miserable Aunt Zhao's life was later, as long as she thought of the joy and happiness in her childhood, she could grit her teeth and hold on.

Aunt Zhao wiped the corners of her eyes when she said this, took a deep breath, and looked at the girl in front of her with distress: "Tangtang, you are very capable, very sensible. But...if I had a choice, I would rather you be ignorant and naive. Wayward child. Do you understand?”

"Grandma——"

Xia Chutang leaned over and hugged her grandma, choking with sobs: "Oh, oh, oh, grandma, thank you. Thank you..."

"Grandma knows you feel aggrieved."

Aunt Zhao lovingly caressed her granddaughter's back and said, "If you have a next life, I hope you will never come to our poor family again..."

"No, no!"

Xia Chutang shook her head desperately and hugged her grandma tightly: "In the next life, the next life, no matter how many lives, I will be a family with grandma."

Aunt Zhao felt moved and guilty, and said repeatedly: "Okay! Good boy. Grandma heard what you said, this life will be worth it."

The grandfather and grandson talked a lot that night.

Finally, Xia Chutang fell asleep in her grandma's arms.

When they woke up again, Aunt Zhao and Pu Xian had packed up and were ready to leave for the airport.

Xia Chutang stuffed 20,000 yuan into Aunt Zhao's bag when she wasn't paying attention.

He also found Pu Xian privately and gave him 20,000 yuan.

With 40,000 yuan at their disposal, the two old people could travel quite comfortably given the prices of things in this era.

After sending Aunt Zhao and Pu Xian away, Xia Chutang found a small book in his pocket on the way back.

When I opened it, I saw on it the new snack recipe that Mrs. Zhao had written down one stroke at a time.

Xia Chutang's nose felt sour, she looked out the window at the blue sky and murmured: "Grandma - thank you."