The History of the Struggles of Single Mothers

Chapter 62

Zhao Xi ordered some, and drank the soup seriously.

Chen Ziyi looked at Xu Luofan without saying a word, followed Zhao Xi's example, and began to drink the soup seriously.

After arriving at the company in the afternoon, Xu Luofan sent Chen Ziyi and Zhao Xi to the office, answered the phone and said goodbye to Zhao Xi: "Xixi, uncle has something to go out for a while, you can read a book on the sofa, you can read when you are tired." Play for a while, and when uncle comes back, you're going to tell me a story, huh?"

"Okay, Uncle Xu." Zhao Xi bounced and carried the schoolbag to the sofa, took out the book from the schoolbag, and looked decent.

"I'll be back when I get off work, and I'll take you home." Xu Luofan glanced at Zhao Xi, then said to Chen Ziyi who was beside him.

"Don't worry, we'll go back by ourselves."

Seeing that Chen Ziyi didn't speak, Xu Luofan raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist before saying, "Wait for me to come back."

Chen Ziyi spent the whole afternoon looking at various data and reports, while Zhao Xi spent the whole afternoon nestling on the sofa, laughing out loud from time to time. This kind of scene seems to have appeared when Zhao Xi was very young. At that time, she was in the shop with Zhao Xi every day. When Zhao Hai repaired the car, she would pass tools to Zhao Hai. When Zhao Hai went out, she would guard the shop.Zhao Xi spends time with her every day. She teaches her nursery rhymes, tells her stories, teaches her English, and plays games with her. They were very happy at that time, but now, she took a look at Zhao Xi who was very happy. Xi, a sense of guilt can't help but well up in my heart.

Zhao Xi, who was engrossed, didn't notice Chen Ziyi's abnormality at all, and was still flipping through the book seriously.

Soon it was 5:[-] pm, Chen Ziyi glanced at the time on the computer, and saw that her colleagues had turned off their computers and left. She sat for a while, then turned off the computer, and led Zhao Xi to leave.

Zhao Xi glanced outside the door and asked, "Mom, aren't we waiting for Uncle Xu?"

"Don't wait, let's go home first."

Zhao Xi said a little unhappy, "But I still have to tell Uncle Xu a story."

Chen Ziyi also glanced at the door subconsciously, and then said: "It's the same when you tell mom. Mom will help you pass it on to Uncle Xu, huh?"

"Oh!" Zhao Xi pouted, "Alright then!"

When the two arrived home, Li Xiu was still tying branches in the kiwi field. Chen Ziyi gave Zhao Xi instructions to do her homework, and then went to the field. Not long after she went, an agent came to buy her with the boss. Li Xiu brought the boss to the mandarin oranges at home.

When returning to the kiwi field, Li Xiu said, "Why don't we just sell it? It might snow this year. If it snows, all the tangerines will be ruined. By then, we will lose a penny." No."

"How much does he pay for a catty?" Chen Ziyi asked immediately.

"Two dollars."

"Then how much did others sell?"

"There are two yuan five, and there are two yuan two. I asked him to add a little more, but he said that our mandarin oranges are only worth that price. We don't have many, maybe one or two thousand catties. Now we can sell them for a little more." Three to 4000 yuan, I’m afraid that the fruit will go bad if the price doesn’t rise later.”

"Then sell it!"

Chen Ziyi said while tying the branches, no one can tell the market price, the price may increase later, or there may not even be the current two yuan, if the price increase is good, but in case the price rises later If it is not good, it will reduce their already modest income.

Furthermore, oranges are not resistant to freezing, and if there is frost and snow, they will definitely spoil again. If that is the case, it is better to sell them now.

(End of this chapter)