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Chapter 21 An Insurance

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After lunch, Zhang Xiang and He Ze's family went out at the opposite door.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, I have to go back to my in-law’s house to visit relatives, and then to my mother’s house, which can be as fast as four or five days and slow as ten days.

Big bags and small bags, hands full of things.

Zhang Xiang had bags hanging around his neck, so he really had no hands to hold them.

Seeing Xiao Yuan sitting in the room reading a book, Zhang Xiang opened his mouth enviously: "That's great!"

slap~
A slap on the back of the head, "What are you looking at, don't hurry up."

"Understood." With his head drooping, Zhang Xiang thought to himself, 'Obviously there are all bullies around him, why is it not good to study by yourself? '

'Could it be that I just let my mother beat me stupid?No, I have to talk to her about compensation later... at least an extra 5 yuan of pocket money every month. '

"Auntie, Xiao Yuan, let's go." It was He Ze.

"Hey, Mother He Ze, slow down on the road." Wang Meifen went to the door to bid farewell to the little sister.

Wang Ying was being carried by the eldest son, the wheelchair was being pushed by her husband, and He Yu and He Ze were also holding large and small bags.

If you have money or not, go home for the New Year!
In the past, digging and searching, you can save as much as you can, but not during the Chinese New Year.

All year round, I look forward to this day.

No matter how nervous you are, you have to grit your teeth to save face.

I can't be 50 or [-] years old, and let the old mother worry about the quality of her life.

When the He family left talking and laughing, the building immediately became deserted.

The taste of the year seems to have passed by like this!
Watching TV, talking, the whole afternoon passed like this.

Upstairs, Zhang Xiao's family also went out, and in the building, he was the only one who went down the stairs like a bandit, jumping down from the seven or eight floors.

Boom boom, the whole building can hear it...

After dinner, Wang Meifen went back to the back room to make goods, and the twins also went back to the room to read and do homework.

Sitting at the desk, Xiao Yuan thought of his elder sister's complaint, "Why is it all about you, everything is about you, you can do it."

His eyes were red with anger, looking a little distressed.

The reason, of course, was the 50 yuan that was deducted.

But it can only be regarded as an inducement, Xiao Qing feels wronged in her heart, and this is taking the opportunity to vent.

Sighing, Xiao Yuanxin said, "Take some time tomorrow and go to the bank." '

In order to buy Feixun's stock, he took 20 from his mother and made up another 2 by himself.

A total of 22, bought 58667 shares.

Investing in Fetion was the first decision Xiao Yuan made after coming to this world.

He bought this investment as 'insurance'.

Not for your own insurance.

It was insurance for Wang Meifen, Xiao Qing and Xiao Yu.

To this day, Xiao Yuan still harbors deep fear.

In his previous life, he was tortured by grief.

In this life, the previous body was brain-dead and collapsed at the desk.

he is afraid
I am afraid that if I have something, I will become a burden to the family again.

If this is really the case, Xiao Yuan will never live this time.

He was fed up with the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, as well as the endless injections, medicines, and examinations every day.

He was even more fed up with being a burden to his family, and watched helplessly as his iron-like spine drooped down his waist, and his gentle and elegant face was covered with wind and frost.

Feixun's stock is his guarantee for his family.

In his previous life, he was powerless, but now he is different.

No matter what the future holds, this guarantee will allow mothers, older sisters, and younger sisters to live comfortably.

In the next six or seven years, the value of stocks will only increase.

In this way, even if I really have something...

It's not like he didn't think about making a quick buck first.

For example, investing in Bitcoin, real estate speculation, stock speculation and so on.

But the concept of Bitcoin has never come out.

Real estate speculation, this is possible.

There is no need to deliberately remember, Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen, just choose one.

But first of all, he didn't have enough capital. 22 sounds like a lot, but it was in Tongcheng.

In these places, even at the current price, 22 can buy a kitchen.

Kyoto is so far away, and the time cost of going back and forth is wasted.

In case of another pitfall, it would be easy to lose everything.

Stock trading! ?
If it weren't for the determination that Feixun would be a communication giant in his previous life who "keep his ears off the outside world and only focus on making small money".

Xiao Yuan wouldn't even touch it...

He has never speculated in stocks, let alone the domestic market.

If you want to make money, don't mention any experience, data, or analysis.

It depends on how deeply you listen, how far you see, and how extensive your contacts are.

Otherwise, even the stock god old bus will have to stumble.

Besides, all he wanted was an insurance policy.

Thoughts surged, Xiao Yuan shook his head to drive away the memories, thinking about his next plan.

He didn't have much money on him, and there was about [-] or [-] in the bank card.

The rest are scattered, and the pocket money on my body can add up to one or two hundred.

In 08, such a sum of money.

For a normal high school student, it is definitely a huge sum of money.

Even for ordinary families, it is also a life-saving money that can be used at critical moments.

But in Xiao Yuan's hands, it's a bit stretched!
However, Xiao Yuan is not in a hurry, he has detailed plans for the future.

It is also time to start writing now, showing this tendency, so as to lay a good foundation for the finished product later.

"Tomorrow, register an account first?"

Opening the drawer, taking out the black notebook, Xiao Yuan turned to the blank page and started recording.

A Song of Ice and Fire, the outline is brief: In the far west, there is a continent called Westeros.

The Seven Kingdoms are the rulers of this continent until the appearance of the "Conqueror" and the dragon...

Xiao Yuan just wrote a short paragraph at the beginning, and stopped writing after giving a vague world view.

The scribbles and changes in the middle allow people to see the entanglement in the author's heart at a glance.

This is also a normal creative process, and no one does it overnight.

Especially when making settings, they will repeatedly consider.

Xiao Yuan, who has just read foreign books, myths, and hero stories for more than a month, can write a masterpiece with just a swipe of his pen.

This - too abrupt.

Since returning home, relying on memory and information found on the Internet.

Confirming that this world is different from the previous life, Xiao Yuan has been preparing for today.

Buy Western Mythology and Folklore, Greek Mythology and Heroes in bulk.

Such as Greek mythology AND HEROIC LEGENDS (Greek mythology and legend of heroes) series.

Norse mythology, Roman mythology and Roman history, New Testament and Old Testament, etc.

I have to take it out and read it every day, showing a very interested look.

And, in front of the mother and the twins.

Let them see for themselves how interested they are in these books.

From time to time, I picked it up, turned it over and over, looked and looked.

Occasionally read aloud, as if expressing feelings.

Fill the bookshelves in your coat closet and let these 'idle books' take up some proportion.

In the hearts of Wang Meifen and the twins, the impression of 'he is really interested in these books and has read a lot' was planted.

Today, Xiao Yuan feels that the time is ripe and it is time to start writing.

As for the bookshelf in the wardrobe, it wasn't a slip of the tongue.

The bookshelf in their house is indeed a big wardrobe!
There is a large wardrobe with three doors, and the door next to the wall is full of books.

However, [-]% belong to Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Qing and Xiao Yu's books only accounted for a small part, and the rest were stacked on the wall on their desks.

Xiao Yuan used to be so domineering, even if he went abroad for exchange for two years.

No one dared to rummage through the bookshelves in the wardrobe, as they remained the same as when he left.

(End of this chapter)