Chapter 367: Not an Adoptive Mother 8
Yuanchun said, "Xiaobao is still young and can't drink soda, but Mommy went out and bought you some juice this time. Wait a moment, Mommy will get it."

Yuanchun walked to the corner and pretended to take something from the shelf. In his hand, there was a plastic bottle of juice. "Xiaobao, this is juice. It's specially made for children. You will grow taller after drinking it."

Xiaobao's eyes sparkled, "Thank you, Mom."

He quickly took the juice and drank it in big gulps, "It's delicious, mom, can I drink juice again in the future?"

"Yes, but I don't buy much, so I can't sell it, and Xiaobao can't tell anyone, otherwise other children will ask me to buy it, and I won't be able to afford it."

Xiaobao thought about it for a moment, then nodded seriously, "Xiaobao won't tell it, and I won't even tell Grandma Zhang."

The next day, Yuanchun got up at dawn to work. She swept the yard, fed the chickens, boiled water, counted the goods in the grocery store, and wrote down what was missing in a notebook. Then she waited for her son to wake up and sent him to Aunt Zhang's house. Then she rode her tricycle to the largest wholesale market in Beijing.

When she came back in a hurry with a cart full of goods, the sun had just risen.

She carried the soy milk that Grandpa and Aunt Zhang loved the most and a bag of fried dough sticks and went to Zhang's house to pick up her son. "Uncle, Aunt, I bought soy milk and fried dough sticks. Drink them while they're hot."

"Why are you spending money on us again, kid?" Aunt Zhang said earnestly with a stern face, "It's not easy for you to earn this little money, so save as much as you can. When Xiaobao grows up, you will have many more places to spend money."

Yuanchun smiled and said, "Auntie, I understand. I will not spend money recklessly in the future."

"That's great. You two should stay and eat together?"

"No, Auntie, I still have some left, enough for Xiaobao and I to eat."

The soy milk in Beijing has a special taste that is hard to get used to if you are not a local.

Yuanchun doesn't like to drink.

She took out two bowls of tofu pudding, one large and one small, a few fried dough sticks, a few dishes of mixed vegetables, and boiled two local eggs. The mother and son ate until they were full. After dinner, Yuanchun opened the grocery store, put the wholesale goods on the shelves, and put the basket of peaches in the most conspicuous place near the door of the grocery store. Then, she sat on a small chair, watching the store while doing handicrafts.

Xiaobao sat beside her, flipping through the picture book obediently.

The original owner took on a lot of manual work. When she was in the shop, she would do manual work to add extra income to her family.

In fact, the original owner was very capable. He got up early and worked late, never stopping. He made a lot of money, much more than outsiders expected.

Outsiders thought that the original owner was a young widow with a child, and she could only make a living by running such a small shop.

But in fact, the original owner earned several times more than an ordinary worker.

At that time, the workers only earned 120 to 130 yuan a month, but the original owner could earn 700 to 800 yuan a month.

During the Chinese New Year and other holidays, I can earn thousands of yuan a month.

You can earn ten thousand yuan a year.

"Xiaobao's mom, quickly get me a piece of soap." At this time, a chubby auntie came in, panting and handed her fifty cents, "Xiaobao's mom, hurry up, my clothes are soaked in water, and I just realized that I have run out of soap. My little grandson is at home alone, and I don't know if he has played with water."

When Yuanchun heard this, she quickly took a piece of soap and gave it to her, and quickly changed her ten cents. "Then you should go back quickly. Although the weather is hot, the water just drawn from the well is still quite cold."

Yuanchun expanded her spiritual power and took a look at the fat aunt's house. Her five-year-old grandson was already playing with the water in the basin with his hands.

(End of this chapter)