After Gao Han said there was no need to deliver food, Feng Lulu never saw him again.

When her child entered school, Feng Lulu thought about telling Gao Han, so she sent him a message.

However, she waited for a whole day but did not receive a reply from Gao Han.

Looking at Gao Han's WeChat profile picture, Feng Lulu's heart also dimmed.

Presumably Gao Han made his meaning very clear that day when he said there was no need to send him any more food.

In the evening, an elder sister who also worked as a cleaner at the bank came to Feng Lulu and said she had something to discuss with her.

In the evening, after Feng Lulu and her children finished eating and played games with them for a while, the cleaning lady came.

There was a knock on the door, and Feng Lulu opened the door.

"Lulu, I'm sorry to disturb you so late at night." The cleaning lady is about fifty years old and looks very kind, but her hair is a little gray.

"Sister, it's okay, come in and talk."

The cleaning lady looked at Feng Lulu's tidy house at the door and said, "I can just say it here."

Seeing this, Feng Lulu didn't say anything else, "Sister, why did you come to see me?"

"Lulu, I used to set up a stall selling some snacks in the night market. I have been working for three months and the business is not bad. I can make two to three hundred in one night."

Hearing this, Feng Lulu's eyes lit up and she became interested.

The cleaning lady continued, "My daughter-in-law is going to have a baby, and I want to go back to the countryside to take care of her. When I go there, I may not come to City A anymore. I came here to ask, have you ever thought about setting up a stall?"

"Set up a stall, what do you sell?" Feng Lulu had seen stalls selling toys, clothes and socks in some places in the park before, but those items were too crowded and too costly, so they were not suitable for Feng Lulu.

"They sell food, wontons, dumplings, fried rice and noodles, as long as you can make it, you can do it." The cleaning lady said slightly excitedly, "Like you, I clean at the bank during the day and go to the night market to set up a stall at night. This one

In a month, I can earn a little less than ten thousand."

Ten thousand yuan!

Feng Lulu's little abacus calculated quickly.

Her monthly income from her part-time job as a bank cleaner is 3,000 yuan, and her monthly income from a part-time job in a supermarket is 2,000 yuan. Occasionally, she can earn another 1,000 yuan from other part-time jobs.

Her monthly income is about 6,000 yuan, but she is also very tired every month because she earns all the money by working hard.

If she sets up a stall and earns 200 yuan a night regardless of how much she earns, then she will be able to do less part-time work this month, and the extra time will allow her to recharge herself.

"Lulu, I know you cook well, so I came to see you."

"Sister, you're flattered." Feng Lulu was calculating in her mind how much money she would spend to buy the stall truck.

"Lulu, I asked someone to customize this stall at the beginning, and it cost me less than one thousand and fifteen dollars. Now I'm thinking of selling it. Please give me eight hundred yuan."

"Sister, do you have time tomorrow? I want to take a look at the stall first. If it's suitable, I can then buy it. Do you think that's okay?"

Feng Lulu is not someone who likes to take advantage, but it's hard for her to pay for something like this that requires a price without even looking at it.

The cleaning lady hesitated after hearing this.

Feng Lulu continued, "Sister, I don't have much experience in setting up stalls in this night market, and I don't know if I can do it well. So, I still don't..."

"Are you free at noon tomorrow? I can take you to see it." When the cleaning lady heard that Feng Lulu was going to refuse, she said immediately.

Feng Lulu was neither impatient nor impatient. She smiled and said, "I'm free."

"Okay, I'll call you tomorrow."

"good."

After sending away the cleaning lady, Feng Lulu thought carefully in her heart.

Maybe she should find something to do for herself. Working part-time for a long time is not a long-term thing. Her current income is fixed, and she can only save two thousand yuan every month.

If something happens to her one day, the money will not be enough for her daughter.

"Mom~~" The child was sitting on the sofa reading pictures, holding the doll given by Gao Han in her hand, "Who is here?"

The children, like the adults, asked Feng Lulu.

Feng Lulu sat next to the child and held the little girl in her arms, "He is my mother's colleague."

"oh."

The mother and daughter were looking through the album together, and the little girl suddenly said, "I miss Uncle Gao Han."

Feng Lulu's hand froze, "Smile, Uncle Gao Han is very busy at work."

"Then we can go find him and wait until he gets off work."

Feng Lulu pursed her lips helplessly, and continued to flip through the album, "When Uncle Gao Han is not busy anymore, shall we go find him again?"

"Okay~~"

For children, she can only temporarily stabilize her emotions.

As for meeting Gao Han, there seems to be no chance.

"Okay, now that we've finished reading the album, we're going to take a shower."

With that said, Feng Lulu picked up the little girl.

The little girl's two little arms hugged Feng Lulu's neck, "Mom, can we take a bath together?"

"No, the bath bucket is too small and can't fit mom."

"Oh~~Mom, what is a bathtub? I heard from my friend Qingqing that her bathtub can be used by the whole family to take a bath together."

"Well……"

"Mom, when will our house also have a big bathtub, so that I can take a bath with my mother~~"

The child seemed to have thought of the scene of taking a bath with his mother, and his young face was full of happiness.

"Mom needs to think about this matter. Each of us will take a bath alone when we grow up. Xiaoxiao will also take a bath alone in the future."

"Oh~~No~~Xiaoxiao wants to wash it with mom."

"Then, can mommy give Xiaoxiao a bath first?"

"Okay~~"

Feng Lulu carried her child to the bathroom.

In the small bathroom, which was less than ten square feet, Feng Lulu placed Xiaoxiao on a high stool. She took the toothbrush, applied strawberry toothpaste on it, and put it in Xiaoxiao's hand.

"Now, you brush your teeth first, and mommy fills in the bath water."

"Okay~~" The little girl took the toothbrush and brushed her teeth seriously.

Feng Lulu took out a folding bucket from the cabinet, set up the shelf, and started to put hot water in it.

This is the simplest bath in ordinary people's homes.

Feng Lulu spent an hour tidying up the children, bathing them, applying perfume and putting them to sleep.

After doing this, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

After Feng Lulu took a shower for herself, she went to the living room, took out a fashion magazine and sat on the sofa.

Feng Lulu's mother used to be a well-known fashion designer. Later, after she got married, she took care of the family and her career.

Influenced by her mother, Feng Lulu was very sensitive about dressing when she was a child. If there had not been a sudden change in her family, she might have gone to study design.

The reality is that she only went to high school and never went to school again.

Looking through the latest fashion magazine in her hand, Feng Lulu repeatedly looked at the types of clothing she liked.

She cannot wear these clothes in her current living environment, but this cannot stop her hobbies.

There is another question, small

A friend went to a public kindergarten. The children in the kindergarten seemed to have good family conditions, which made Feng Lulu feel a little stressed.

Children are all cute, but she is also worried that Xiaoxiao will be subject to unnecessary discrimination at school.

Maybe it would be a good mistake to start your own business.

Let’s call running a stall “starting a business” for the time being.

**

The next day after finishing her morning part-time cleaning job, Feng Lulu went home with the cleaning lady.

In the dilapidated yard of her home, Feng Lulu saw the stall truck worth 800 yuan.

The hand-stall-style stall truck was originally red, but it has aged in many places, and the most serious thing is that the truck is very dirty.

The cleaning lady looked at Feng Lulu awkwardly, "Lulu..."

Feng Lulu also had an embarrassed smile on her face. This... 800 yuan doesn't seem to be enough.

In the end, the cleaning lady asked Feng Lulu for 300 yuan and asked someone to deliver the stall truck to Feng Lulu's home in the middle of the night.

Feng Lulu thought that if she bought the stall truck, she could use it directly, but now it seems that this is not possible.

Feng Lulu bought sandpaper, wrenches, and paint at the hardware store.
To be continued...