Restarting 16 Years Old, the Champion is Tiger and Tea

The bus was empty.

Wen Xin leaned on Li Yan's shoulder and looked at the bags on the seat next to Wen Chengzhi in the front row. She knew that this trip had cost a lot of the family's savings.

There was also an electronic watch that her parents bought for her, which is a novelty nowadays.

In fact, she was not interested in this kind of thing because she knew that such electronic watches would be very cheap in the future, but her parents insisted on buying it for her.

Her parents are really good to her unconditionally.

At night, Wen Xin sleeps with her grandma.

She hugged her grandmother's arm, greedily sniffing the scent that made her feel most at ease in her childhood, and her eyes became wet.

After her rebirth, she tossed and turned in countless nights, hating the humiliation of her previous life. In the beginning, her heart was almost bleeding.

But now, she suddenly felt relieved.

Being able to be reborn and protect your beloved ones again is also a gift from God.

The next day, Wen Xin was awakened by the sunlight coming through the gap in the curtains.

She stretched herself and felt that the sleep she had received was very refreshing, and her whole body and mind felt refreshed.

Looking at the time, it was almost ten o'clock, so I quickly got up.

The aroma of chicken wafted from the kitchen, and the hungry Wen Xin drooled as he stretched his head to look inside.

Wen Chengzhi was taking the pot of stewing chicken off the stove, picking up the burnt honeycomb coal with tongs, replacing it with a new one, and putting it back in the pot to continue stewing.

Seeing her get up, grandma quickly poured hot water into her washbasin and toothbrush holder and asked her to wash up.

Wen Xin was standing in front of the sink in the yard, brushing her teeth.

The winter sun shone on my body, driving away the cold, and the air was filled with the familiar smell of coal smoke.

A man in his thirties came out of the storage room by the south wall, bending over, holding a basket of honeycomb coal in his hand. When he saw Wen Xin, he was stunned for a moment, smiled and nodded, and went into Aunt Liu's room.

This should be Aunt Liu’s son.

Wen Xin vaguely remembered that his grandmother had mentioned Aunt Liu before. There were three children in her family. The eldest child stayed in the local area to support the border areas, the second child died young, and the third child was the only one around.

It is said that the third brother later opened a leather shoe factory and became a big boss.

When we entered the house, there was hot soy milk and fried dough sticks on the dining table.

Wen Xin rushed over happily: "Grandma, that's great, I like eating fried dough sticks and drinking soy milk the most."

When I was a child, Yuncheng had fried dough sticks but no soy milk.

Wen Chengzhi bought a small stone mill, and grandma often ground soy milk by hand, which is the delicious taste in Wen Xin's memory.

Grandma laughed, and Li Yan in the inner room also laughed out loud.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Wen Xin held a fried dough stick in his hand, ran to the door and stuck his head in to look.

Li Yan held up the silk in his hand and said, "It's a silk scarf. It will be ready soon."

Wen Xin finished her meal in a hurry, and ran into the inner room impatiently, picked up several silk scarves that had been made on the bed and unfolded them to look at them.

The exquisite piping immediately makes the seemingly inconspicuous satin look high-end.

"The two big scarves belong to me and your aunt. The two longer ones belong to grandma and your sister Haoyun."

"Mom, what about mine?"

"Why wear a scarf as a child? It's old-fashioned. Wait until you go to college before wearing it."

Wen Xin thought about it and agreed.

The yard became lively. Uncle and aunt came back with Li Haoyun and Li Haotian, carrying large and small bags of food. Li Haotian also brought a lot of firecrackers.

Looking at his aunt Yang Yuemin with bright eyes and cheerful features, Wen Xin felt cordial and excited.

In her previous life, after her mother passed away, her aunt almost replaced her mother's position in her heart.

"Uncle, aunt."

Wen Xin called her affectionately, and her friendly attitude without any barriers made Yang Yuemin stunned for a moment, and then she laughed heartily.

"Xinxin has grown so big. She is getting prettier and prettier. She is so lovable."

Li Yan came out holding a silk scarf, and the aunt and sister-in-law took Li Haoyun to the mirror to practice while chatting.

Wen Xin looked at the surprised expressions on Yang Yuemin and Li Haoyun's faces and smiled happily.

My mother's craftsmanship and aesthetic taste are really good.

After a simple lunch, the afternoon began the final busy season.

Wen Xin followed Li Haoyun and Li Haotian to paste window flowers on the windows and put blessing characters and spring couplets on the doors.

Several paintings on the walls of the house were also taken down, cleaned briefly, and replaced with newly purchased New Year pictures.

However, what attracted Wen Xin the most was the Dream of Red Mansions calendar.

The Dream of Red Mansions was supposed to be broadcast in 1987, but by then it had already become popular across the country. This should be considered a spoiler photo printed in advance.

The adults were busy preparing the New Year's Eve dinner and making dumplings. Grandma was so happy looking at the happy family that she couldn't stop smiling.

Suddenly, a quarrel was heard in Aunt Liu's house.

Uncle Liu’s fierce roar was a bit scary, so Li Xun and Yang Yuemin quickly put down their work and ran to Liu’s house.

Probably because it was New Year's Eve, after a while of persuasion, the Liu family gradually calmed down, and Li Xun and Yang Yuemin came back.

It turned out that Liu Yong, the son of the Liu family, secretly took a leave of absence from the factory and went to sell shoes in the wholesale market with his classmates.

I earned a lot of money after working for a month. Today, I spent a lot of money on buying a lot of expensive things for the elderly, and was discovered by Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu.

"Liu Yong is such a good kid. He gives up his good job and instead thinks of setting up a stall to sell shoes." Grandma shook her head and sighed.

"Mom, actually Liu Yong's factory is basically going out of business. Some workshops have stopped production. It is estimated that it will close next year." Li Xun said with a worried tone.

"That's nonsense. There's no way the government will let a factory close down. They will definitely find a way." Grandma disagreed.

"It's not easy to get the factory started. I think it's a good idea for me to come up with a solution. It's better than just living in that broken factory and waiting to die." Yang Yuemin spoke.

She and Li Xun both work at the Industry and Commerce Bureau of Beicheng District in Beijing, and know a lot about the country's newer policies.

This is actually the reason why Wen Xin specifically encouraged his parents to come to Beijing this year.

Being brainwashed by my uncle and aunt who had more advanced information also laid the foundation for my mother's later job change.

"The government is now very supportive of individual businesses, and the scale of several wholesale markets in Beijing is getting bigger and bigger. I think Liu Yong is doing a good job. That small factory on the street has no future."

After Li Xun finished speaking, he suddenly looked at grandma with a mysterious expression and asked:

"Mom, do you know how much money Liu Yong made in this month before the New Year?"

"How much?" Grandma's eyes were also full of gossip.

My uncle extended a slap.

"Fifty? Not bad, I can still work in the factory."

Li Xun shook his head, and grandma's eyes widened:

"five hundred?"

Li Xun continued to shake his head. Grandma was a little stunned, she couldn't believe it but guessed carefully.

"Five...five thousand?"

Li Xun and Yang Yuemin nodded, and everyone else at the table was stunned.

"Five thousand? This... how is it possible." Li Yan looked at Wen Chengzhi who was also stunned, his tone vague and empty.

"It's also because it's the Spring Festival. I wouldn't make that much on normal days. But it's still pretty good. It's much better than working in that crappy factory of his."