The Scumbag's Cleansing Strategy [ Quick Wear ] [MTL]

Chapter 6

Mother Ye held back her smile and felt herself lighten up. "Ahem, selling something is a piece of cake for your mother!"

　　"Mom, am I the kind of person who would keep all your achievements to myself? I will definitely honor you with the money I make. Didn't you hear what the villagers said? They said I was just sucking the blood of my parents. I want them to open their eyes and see that I, Ye Qiu, am a very capable person!"

　　Ye Qiu suddenly said shyly: "Besides, if my partner knew that I have such a bad reputation in the village, how could he dare to be with me?"

　　When Ye Qiu said this, everyone burst into laughter.

　　Under Ye Qiu's insistence, Ye's mother couldn't hold on for a few rounds and took a compromise.

　　"The 15 yuan is the cost of the oil noodles, vegetables and eggs at home. The remaining 15 yuan is the net profit, but 10 yuan is kept as working capital. The remaining 5 yuan will be given to my parents one yuan each, my eldest brother and his wife one yuan each, and one yuan for me."

　　Ye's mother looked at Ye Qiu with distress as he handed out money one dollar at a time. To her, helping her son was a natural thing to do, so how could he take money for it?

　　"The things we use at home are not that expensive, and I said when we divided the family business that all the things would be given to you."

　　Every time she said in the village that Ye Qiu was obedient, sensible and filial to her, the people in the village thought she was crazy. They must be jealous and afraid that their son would be more successful than them.

　　Mr. and Mrs. Ye were quite excited when they received the money. If they could earn one dollar every day, they would have enough money to send Xiaohua to school!

　　Ye Xia came back with pancakes as promised in the evening, but he looked strange and confused.

　　"The things in the city are different. They are wrapped in paper, unlike in the village..."

　　Her son kept clamoring for pancakes. Mrs. Ye didn't take his reaction seriously. She happily opened the paper bag and just stayed there.

　　"This... why is this so similar to the pancake that the old lady gave us that day?" Ye Ersao stared with her eyes wide open while holding the paper bag.

　　Ye Xia seemed to have regained his soul at this moment, "Do you think he looks familiar too?"

　　Mrs. Ye cut the pancake into pieces and handed one to Ye Chengcai. She and Ye Xia also picked up one piece and put it in their mouths with doubts.

　　"These pancakes seem different from the ones at home?"

　　"It's definitely different with the refined white flour in it, but the pickles in it taste the same as the ones my mom pickled!"

　　Ye Xia asked, "Is it true or not?"

　　"Why don't you go ask mom for some pickles and you'll know?"

　　Ye Xia usually prides himself on being a worker with style, and he is very different from the people in the village. He cares about his reputation the most, so he refused without a second thought: "Why should I go? Women cook at home, and it would be embarrassing for me to go!"

　　Mrs. Ye had no choice but to grit her teeth and push open the door of the main room with a smile on her face, "Oh, everyone is here."

　　Several people in the room had just divided the money and were enjoying themselves when they saw Mrs. Ye Er immediately suppressed the joy on their faces.