Chapter 27: The Scene of Father's Kindness and Son's Filial Piety

An Nuonuo was stupefied for a few seconds before she came back to her senses.

She quickly shook her head, "I can't take this much.

The method was your idea, you should take the larger share."

Jiang Xu gently tapped her head, "You don't have a say. Just keep quiet, okay?"

An Nuonuo: "But..."

"Mm?"

With a single glance from Jiang Xu, An Nuonuo obediently closed her mouth.

But her heart was filled with warmth.

She knew that everything Jiang Xu did was for her sake.

Fu Yanjie vigorously wiped his hands.

For the first time in his life, he earned so much money through his own effort.

Now, he was in an excited state, "Let's get more stock to sell."

"Yeah," Jiang Xu nodded, "Let's work harder today and sell everything in a day if possible.

If others see how much money this thing can make, they will surely follow suit."

Both An Nuonuo and Fu Yanjie felt the urgency.

They went in two directions.

Fu Yanjie went to buy paint, while Jiang Xu and An Nuonuo went to get the clothes.

This time An Nuonuo rode her own bike as well.

She put a lot of clothes in the front and back of the bike.

She took one hundred pieces.

Soon, they regrouped.

A few of the customers who bought the clothes were already showing them off to their friends.

So...

When Jiang Xu and his group came to the internet café again, many people were waiting for them.

They flocked over.

Fu Yanjie went full steam ahead.

Jiang Xu asked An Nuonuo to go out and buy some food.

Seeing the popularity of his shop, the internet café owner couldn't help but grin ear to ear.

They kept busy until seven o'clock.

This first internet café, they sold twenty-one pieces the second time.

They continued on to the next internet café.

Fu Yanjie told his family that he would be out with classmates.

For Jiang Xu and An Nuonuo, it wasn't a problem, as there was nobody at home.

Although An Feng's factory couldn't pay wages now,

the many workers were still on a twenty-four-hour shift at the factory.

They were afraid that the boss would sell the factory's goods and equipment.

Li Yuanjuan was putting up a stall at a night market.

"My hands are so sore." Fu Yanjie flexed his wrists.

But he was still very enthusiastic.

The money he earned wasn't much.

But it was earned through his hard work, which was extremely significant.

They arrived at another internet café and repeated the process.

This internet café was larger.

So the remaining seventy-nine pieces of clothes were all sold out.

The three dashed back to Nuonuo's house.

This time, the bikes of all three were fully loaded with stock.

There were one hundred and fifty pieces.

Li Yuanjuan took one hundred pieces, and there were only one hundred and thirty pieces left at home.

Under the dim street light.

Three teenagers pedaled their bikes with all their might.

Their clothes were soaked through.

But they had genuine smiles on their faces.

Unconsciously, it was after one in the morning, almost two.

All four hundred pieces of clothing were sold out.

Fu Yanjie was like a tired dog.

He had never had this kind of experience.

He put in the most effort, and now his right hand could barely move.

So Jiang Xu took him home first, leaving An Nuonuo to watch over the two bikes.

"I'll give you the money tomorrow."

Fu Yanjie grinned, "No problem. Be careful on the road."

Jiang Xu quickly went to find An Nuonuo.

It was late at night, and he couldn't let her stay outside for too long alone.

"Son, where have you been? You came back so late."

Fu Yanjie's parents were extremely worried.

Seeing him return, they finally relaxed.

Then...

Fu Yanjie's father silently pulled out his belt, "If you don't explain what you've been up to today, I'll get you a sick leave tomorrow."

"No, Dad, don't overreact." Fu Yanjie was taken aback, "I went to make money with my classmates today.

Do you know how much we made?

Two to three thousand yuan."

Fu Yanjie's mother was rummaging around, "Where is my feather duster?"

His father had already taken out his belt, "Good, so now you've started lying and bragging?

If you could make two to three thousand yuan, I'd call you dad."

With that, he was about to strike Fu Yanjie with the belt.

His mother also raised the feather duster.

"Wait, listen to me..."

Fu Yanjie quickly recounted what had happened.

Fearing that if he spoke too slowly, he would get beaten for no reason.

His parents were stunned when they heard the story.

"Is this really true?"

Fu Yanjie: "Of course it's true. I was with Jiang Xu.

You know what kind of person he is."

"Indeed." Fu Yanjie's father nodded, "Jiang Xu is much more reliable than you.

Besides being my son, you have no other merits."

Fu Yanjie felt like he'd been hit by a storm.

Fu Yanjie's mother was overjoyed, "My good son, you've made us proud."

"Heh heh," Fu Yanjie scratched his head,

Feeling a bit embarrassed, he looked at his father, "You said you'd call me dad earlier, about that..."

"Ahhh!!! Sorry, Dad, stop hitting me!!!"

Fu Yanjie's miserable cries echoed uninterrupted in the living room.

...

"Mom, Dad, I'm back."

An Nuonuo dragged her weary body.

Li Yuanjuan and An Feng had only just returned home as well,

But their expressions were extremely flustered.

"Daughter, our home was burglarized."

"What?" An Nuonuo was stunned, "What happened?"

Li Yuanjuan said, "The four hundred pieces of clothes we had left at home are all gone.

That's two and a half months of your father's wages."

"Oh, that." An Nuonuo sighed with relief, "There was no thief.

We sold all the clothes."

"Oh, so they were sold, tha...wait, what?!"

An Feng and Li Yuanjuan's voices suddenly raised.

Doubting their own ears.

An Nuonuo repeated, "Mom, Dad, we sold all the clothes.

Jiang Xu helped out. He's amazing."

An Nuonuo explained what had happened thoroughly.

An Feng and Li Yuanjuan listened, unable to recover their composure for a long while.

Is there such a big gap between people?

Li Yuanjuan sold for an entire night, her mouth was dry, and she only managed to sell twelve pieces.

The young man, in one night, had sold four hundred pieces!

And even at a high price.

"Mom, Dad, this is the money from selling the clothes."

An Nuonuo opened the black plastic bag in her hand.

Inside were banknotes of various denominations.

"Mom, Dad, there's six thousand eight hundred yuan in here."

They'd sold a total of over ten thousand.

This was after deducting the money for Jiang Xu and Fu Yanjie, plus the cost of the paint.

At the beginning, she was also shocked for a long time.

Nearly seven thousand yuan.

Her father would have to work four months to make that much money.

An Feng and Li Yuanjuan were both dumbfounded.

They couldn't even dare to imagine such a large sum of money.

"Daughter, there are many unsold goods in the factory, if..." An Feng proposed a bold idea.

They could revitalize the factory if they could sell the tens of thousands of clothes.

At that moment, something seemed to awaken in An Feng.