"What's wrong?" said my mother, "There is not enough money? Everyone says 3,500 is enough."

"Anyway, you have the final say whether it's enough or not... not many stay in school," Jiang Kuo sat down on the chair and leaned against him. "Our floor is only one of our dormitory, and Duan Feifan next door. Mr. Jiang had dinner with him. They both worked, so I went with him."

"Are you wearing that rabbit to hand out flyers?" Mom.

"No leaflets are sent," said Jiang Kuo, "just say hello to those who come here..."

Speaking of saying hello, he remembered Hei Chao, the kids who were crazy about tying their tails while laughing, and the little bastards who finally swung their arms and hit him with their legs under the command of "Milk".

I suddenly felt a little depressed.

"Are you very tired?" Mom.

"Go back, I can rest for twenty minutes in an hour, from ten to six in the morning." Jiang Kuo muffled, "I just encountered two groups of crazy diseases."

"He's fine." My mother said to the camera, probably Mr. Jiang.

"Where is your classmate?" Mom again.

"The one in our dormitory has not come back yet. He seems to be working in a barbecue restaurant and is still cleaning up here," said Jiang Kuo. "Duan Feifan went back to his uncle's store to help deliver the goods. What's wrong?"

"Where are you?" My mother smiled.

"Ah——" Jiang Kuo raised his head, "Can you comfort me? I'm very hard today! You are on vacation, I've been wearing a doll dress and stuck on the street for a day! I've been beaten by a child."

"Anyway, I won't go tomorrow," my mother knew him very well. "What's there to comfort me? You've comforted me."

"Call to President Jiang." Jiang Kuo was dissatisfied.

Although he and President Jiang have stubborn the most times, and every time he becomes stubborn, he still wants to fight, but compared to his mother, President Jiang is more accustomed to him when there is no conflict between them.

"I think your mother is right." Mr. Jiang did not appear on the camera, but he could hear it clearly. "You work neither for money nor for training yourself. You are just trying to play fresh. Why do you comfort you? Even if you have worked for seven days, I can praise you and persist..."

"Then I've been working for seven days!" Jiang Kuo shouted.

"That's what it should be," said my mother.

"Damn!" Jiang Kuo hung up the video and raised his hand and threw his cell phone on the bed.

sleep!

Maybe today I was really tired and my arms were exhausted. The cell phone he threw on the bed did not fall on the position he planned, but bounced on the edge of the bed.

Before he could stand up, his phone had already popped up and hit the ground.

"I'll hold on..." He jumped up and picked up his phone.

As he expected, the screen cracked, and the cracks bloomed from the lower left corner like fireworks.

"I'll fuck." Jiang Kuo summarized his feelings.

"Be more civilized," Duan Feifan said, "this is all money, ah, it is all money."

"Don't be angry with me here!" Duan Ling turned his head and pointed at him, "Hurry up!"

Half an hour Niu Sandao received an urgent order, and several large boxes of beef sauce were shipped tomorrow morning.

The sauce was enough, but it had not been filled in the can. It would have been finished tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, but now I have to work overtime and pack it overnight. Duan Ling was taken over to pack the sauce as soon as he got off work. He didn't have time to change his uniform and went into the house to curse for two minutes.

Everyone quickly washed their hands and put on gloves and masks, and then started to work hard.

Sometimes it's so suitable. When you're fine, your phone is silent so much that you don't know what to do except to watch short videos. Once you start working, it becomes very lively.

Duan Feifan's hands were flying up and down, and his phone rang in his pocket for three seconds. After five or six times, he started calling again.

"Go and solve your phone," said the old uncle, "I feel uncomfortable when I hear it."

"Okay." Duan Feifan took off his gloves and took out his cell phone.

The top message prompt is jk921, but the content is a bunch of "chaotic" letters and numbers.

But my mother called.

"My mother." Duan Feifan said.

"Come on," the old aunt pointed at him immediately, "Have she come to see you? Let her come over when she has time and pretend to be a sauce."

"You!" Duan Ling laughed suddenly, "Heartless!"

Duan Feifan answered the phone: "Mom?"

"Don't sleep!" My mother sounded quite happy, "I just entered the market, you can come out. I bought you clothes or something, so you can get it."

"I'm busy," Duan Feifan said, "You won't come to the store."

"What am I doing in the store?" said my mother, "and you can't argue with your aunt if you can't talk to me."

"Come on the sauce," Duan Feifan said, "It's too late to ship tomorrow morning."

"You're so crazy!" My mother shouted and hung up the phone.

Duan Feifan didn't care what Jiang Kuofa was. The whole family was busy, so he sat down and continued to pretend.

Two minutes later, my mother pushed open the back door of Niu Sandao and entered the house, holding a few shopping bags in her hand.

"You really have it." She said, "I am a woman who has been divorced for twenty years and I also help my brother-in-law's family prepare beef sauce."

"Where did the twenty years come from?" said the old aunt, "Who did you give birth to Duan Feifan?"

"I gave birth to the dog!" My mother washed her hands and sat down, put on gloves.

"...Don't." Duan Feifan said.

He hasn't seen his mother for several months, and there has been no major change, but he has lost weight.

She was very quick when pretending to be a sauce. After all, this sauce has been a signature since the day Niu Sandao opened, and my mother has done this job a lot.

There is an extra skilled worker, and these boxes of sauce are packed much earlier than expected.

"Let's go," my mother waved to him, "I'll say a few words to you when I go out."

Duan Feifan packed up and went out with her.

"I transferred money to your card," my mother said to him as she walked outside the market, "Check it out."

"Well," Duan Feifan said, "I don't lack money now. If you are tight, you won't transfer money and don't buy that much."

"These two months are not tight," said my mother, "clothes and other things are bargains, and they don't cost much."

"Yes." Duan Feifan responded.

"I went to see your dad last week," said my mom. "He's coming out soon. I don't feel that he's right. Go and see him when you have time."

"What's wrong?" Duan Feifan immediately.

"It seems like I don't want to come out," said my mother, "You have time to talk to him."

"I know," Duan Feifan said, "I may have been afraid for so many years, and there are many changes outside."

He sent it to the side of the road, and my mother sat on the electric car and chatted with him a few more words: "Let's go back, get off early."

"Yes." Duan Feifan responded, "Driving and paying attention..."

The sound of the engine came from afar, and then two beams of headlights shone over.

Everyone went to the city for a holiday, and the market was particularly quiet, so the car seemed particularly eye-catching.

"Oh, this is the moment," said my mother.

Duan Feifan sighed. He didn't know what it meant to drive a car out so late. Do you want to eat spicy hot pot? Or go for barbecue.

When the car stopped beside them, my mother gave in to the side: "Why are this?"

"My classmate." Duan Feifan said.

"Your classmate?" My mother was surprised, "Are you on Eliston?"

Duan Feifan was amused: "Don't watch dramas all day long."

The passenger's car window was lowered.

Duan Feifan walked over, supported the roof of the car and looked in, and Jiang Kuo was also looking out.

"What does this mean?" Duan Feifan.

"Isn't it inconvenient?" Jiang Kuo's novel.

"No," Duan Feifan turned to look at his mother, "I'll send my mother to her, she'll leave immediately."

"Your mother?" Jiang Kuo said.

"Yes." Duan Feifan's head.

Jiang Kuo opened the car door and got out of the car, and talked to his mother: "Hello Auntie, I, Duan Feifan."

"Jiang Kuo," Duan Feifan said, "We are in the same class."

"Oh," my mom, "Then you guys play, I'll go back first."

"Be careful." Duan Feifan explained.

"Don't worry." Mom waved her hand.

"Auntie, walk slowly." Jiang Kuo said.
To be continued...