Chapter 1

Qiao Bailu squinted at the sun in the sky, raised her hand, and the sunlight shone through her fingers, making her hand a little transparent. Her mother stood in the house and called out, "Bailu, go cut some leeks and come back. You have to go back to school in the afternoon. I'll steam some buns for you."

“Mom, I don’t want to eat buns anymore.” Qiao Bailu turned around, went back to the house with a smile, hugged Qiao’s mother’s arm and acted coquettishly: “I want to eat vegetable dumplings and fried dough sticks!”

Mother Qiao looked distressed: "Oh, you greedy boy! Don't you know that our family has sold all the peanuts this year to pay for your tuition? Where did we get the oil to fry your vegetable dumplings and fried dough sticks? Besides, we don't have baking soda at home, we have to buy some..."

Bella Qiao immediately responded: "I'll go buy it! Mom, give me the money."

Mother Qiao felt distressed, and she picked up 50 cents from the window sill and gave it to her. She turned around and found a small knife to go outside to cut leeks. Qiao Bailu smiled and rode her bicycle to the small store in the center of the village. She knew that her mother was hard-mouthed but soft-hearted. She said she felt sorry for the money, but she and her brother had never suffered any grievances in food and clothing since they were young.

On the way back, they turned to the village primary school and saw three teenagers playing basketball enthusiastically on the playground. Qiao Bailu propped herself up with her feet and shouted, "Maodan, come here!"

One of the boys looked up, turned around and said a few words to the other two, then ran over with a basketball in his arms: "Sister, why are you here?"

"I told you to go home. Mom will fry vegetable dumplings later. You can light the pot." Qiao Bailu pushed the bicycle to her brother. Qiao Zhenting handed the basketball to Qiao Bailu, took a step forward, turned around to see that Qiao Bailu was seated, and pedaled the bike forward.

"Sister, I don't want to go to school anymore." Qiao Zhenting suddenly spoke after leaving the school gate. Qiao Bailu was startled and patted him on the back: "What did you say?"

Qiao Zhenting simply got off his bicycle, pushed it and walked forward with Qiao Bailu: "I said I don't want to go to school. You know our family situation. We just built a new house and we still owe nearly 30,000 yuan. You just got admitted to No. 1 Middle School, and the tuition is not low. The tuition and miscellaneous fees alone are 400 to 500 yuan a year. There are also accommodation fees and food expenses. You also have to buy materials and so on, which all cost money..."

Bella Qiao slapped him on the head: “How much money do you think you can save for your family by not going to school?”

"I didn't save this money! I wanted to go out to work! Have you seen He Miao? He told me that he made more than 3,000 yuan in the first half of the year." Qiao Zhenting said hurriedly. Qiao Bailu sneered: "People who work in big cities can make more than 3,000 yuan a month, and this is still a small amount. The most can make 30,000 yuan!"

"There aren't many people like that." Qiao Zhenting pouted and happily calculated the bill for Qiao Bailu: "I've found out everything. A laborer makes 30 yuan a day, and I can make 900 yuan a month. I can give you 200 yuan every month, and give my parents 200 yuan. I can also save money for myself. When I grow up a few more years, I can form a labor team myself..."

"Hurry up and put your mind to it. I'm telling you, you have to go to school!" Qiao Bailu snorted coldly. In her previous life, her younger brother was in the third year of junior high school and he refused to go to school no matter what. No matter who tried to persuade him, it was useless. He stayed at home for a year and went to a technical secondary school. The school did not assign him a job, so he finally went out to work.

"But our family has no money..." Qiao Zhenting tried to reason with his sister. Qiao Bailu pursed her lips and said, "Don't worry, you don't have to worry about the money. I'll find a way. I'm your sister, you have to listen to me, or I'll tell our dad and have you hung on the beam and beaten!"

Qiao Zhenting shrank his neck and kept silent. His sister was not joking. Two years ago, he was hung from the beam and beaten with a belt by his father. He still remembers the feeling.

Qiao Bailu put away her bicycle and went to help her mother knead the dough, but her mother pushed her out of the kitchen: "Go back to your room and read. Aren't there exams at the end of the year? Study hard and come back with the first place! You can even get a scholarship!"

Qiao Bailu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. When she was first admitted to No. 1 Middle School, the school awarded her a scholarship of 100 yuan because of her good grades. Her mother still remembers it. However, the scholarship is so small. Even if she gets it every year, it won't be of any use to her family, right?

She was reborn to make up for her regrets. What's the point of going back to the same path as before?

The most urgent thing is to find a way to make money. Think about the ways to make money in the future, such as setting up a small stall, buying lottery tickets, buying a house, and speculating in stocks. The first one is ruled out. Setting up a small stall might be a way in the early 1980s, but it is not possible now. There are a lot of small stalls on the street, what don’t they sell? My parents don’t have any exclusive secret recipes, so the possibility of making money is too small.

Continuing to rule out the second option, she had never played the lottery in her previous life, and she didn't even understand the classification of lottery tickets, let alone remember a set of numbers specifically.

I have no money to buy a house and no capital to invest in stocks, so all of them are ruled out.

The most important thing is that her parents have always treated her as a child, and she is not able to get involved in the family affairs. Why not make some money first, and then persuade her parents? When she has the funds, she can decide whether to buy a house or open a shop.

But how many ways are there to make money? In their small county, tutoring is not popular. Moreover, she is a freshman in high school, so she can't make much money as a tutor, right? Or, pick up her old profession?

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard someone outside calling, "Xiaoxiang, are you home?"

Mother Qiao hurried out of the kitchen: "Sister-in-law, why are you here?"

Tian Chunhua patted He Xiaoxiang's arm with a smile and said, "Something good is going on. There's a smell of oil. Are you frying dough sticks? Come on, let me help you. We can talk while we do it."

Qiao Bailu came out to say hello and called her aunt. She was not in a hurry to go back to her room, but helped Qiao's mother to knead the dough. Tian Chunhua stood in front of the stove, flipping the fried dough sticks in the pan with chopsticks.

"Sister-in-law, what's the good news?" He Xiaoxiang asked while making vegetable dumplings. Tian Chunhua's eyes narrowed with laughter: "My elder brother from my mother's family is planning to build a pig farm. He is thinking about me as his sister, so he wants me to invest some money. Do you know what the price of pork is now? Next year, we just have to wait to collect the money."

"Is there such a good thing?" He Xiaoxiang's eyes lit up immediately. Tian Chunhua nodded proudly: "Of course, I just thought that there are only two brothers in our Qiao family. Brothers should help each other. That's why I came to ask you. You don't have to worry about losing money. My brother raised six pigs last year. Guess how much he earned in a year?"

"How much?" He Xiaoxiang asked hurriedly. Tian Chunhua stretched out her hand and gestured: "This number! Calculate it. How much can you harvest in a year just by farming?"

"Are there really that many?" He Xiaoxiang was surprised. Tian Chunhua nodded, "That's right. This year, there are about ten pigs. They will be ready for slaughter soon. A big pig weighs 300 kilograms, and a small one weighs 200. Let's calculate it as 250 yuan per pig. There are eleven pigs in total. Pork is 11.5 yuan per kilogram now! Do the math, how much is that?"

He Xiaoxiang had also attended high school, so she thought about it and figured it out immediately: "So many?"

"That's right. That's why my brother wanted to set up a pig farm and raise more than a hundred pigs. Wouldn't he make a fortune in the future? This is a good thing. As soon as I came back from my mother's house, I came to tell you about it. It's a rare opportunity. You must seize it."

Qiao Bailu rolled her eyes and said, "Aunt, did Uncle Tian contact the buyers before he set up this pig farm? Who will he sell all those pigs to? This is not just a matter of ten pigs. Any pig slaughtering truck can handle it. If there are more than a hundred pigs, you can do the math. How many families in our village eat meat all year round? At most, during the Chinese New Year, families buy thirty or forty kilograms. Some frugal families buy ten kilograms and that's it. A hundred pigs would weigh three thousand kilograms. Who will they sell them to?"

Tian Chunhua clapped her hands: "Oh, you are a bookworm after all, you are so thoughtful, haha, you have thought of things that your mother has not thought of, you are really smart, you must study hard in the future, when you have a great future, your parents will enjoy it."

When someone praised her daughter, He Xiaoxiang couldn't stop smiling, but she still said modestly, "Sister-in-law, please stop praising her. She was already so proud, and now she has become even more arrogant! I don't ask her to be successful. I will be satisfied if she can work in the city in the future."

"Of course, our Bailu is very smart. She will definitely be admitted to a good university and become a city dweller in the future!" Tian Chunhua said with a smile, and then talked about the pig farm: "As for the buyer, my eldest brother is contacting him now. Most of the pig slaughtering families in our county are from Daqiao Village. My eldest brother happens to know a few people in Daqiao Village. Maybe we can have a drink together and make a deal."

Then, he explained to Qiao Bailu, "You are a little kid, you don't know this. The people in Daqiao Village don't just sell meat in the village, they sell it in the town and the county town. There are many more people who eat meat in the county town than in our village. There is no need to worry about the channel for selling meat."

"Xiaoxiang, you should discuss this matter with Jianjun later. Your eldest brother and I have agreed that our family doesn't have that much money, so we'll just pay 8,000. You can figure it out on your own. If you have some spare money, you can chip in. If not, forget it. It's getting late now. I'll go back and get Feifei some food to take to school. I'll be leaving now."

"Hey, sister-in-law, wait a minute. Please pack these fried dough sticks and vegetable dumplings. They are not for you, but for Feifei. It's already so late. We have to catch the bus soon. It will be too late for you to go back and get them. Pack them up." He Xiaoxiang hurriedly got up, pulled Tian Chunhua with her, and directed Qiao Bailu to find a bag. She filled a big bag with things before handing it to Tian Chunhua.

Tian Chunhua was not polite: "Okay, I won't be polite with you. Take these back first. You have to think carefully about the contribution. This opportunity is rare. If you miss it, you will miss it."

Chapter 2 Chapter 1

"Bailu, haven't you gone to school yet?" Qiao Jianjun pushed his bicycle into the house and saw Qiao Bailu still standing in the yard. He asked in surprise, "Isn't your brother at home? Didn't you ask him to take you to the bus?"

"No, I'll leave later." Qiao Bailu smiled, went back to the kitchen to find a clean plastic bag, and put a few fried dough sticks and vegetable dumplings in it. He Xiaoxiang washed her hands while talking to Qiao Jianjun: "How is it? Has the price of coal briquettes increased again?"

"Well, it's increased by three cents. I'll ask for three hundred first and drive over to pick it up tomorrow morning." Qiao Jianjun came over and pinched a vegetable dumpling, then sighed, "Have you asked about the land lease? What's the price of the land this year?"

"My second sister said that the land price will also increase this year." He Xiaoxiang also sighed: "Seeds and fertilizers are all going to increase in price. Life is really... Oh, by the way, my eldest sister-in-law came just now and said that her eldest brother from her mother's family wants to build a pig farm. She asked if we can chip in. What do you think?"

"Mom, I don't think that's good." Qiao Bailu spoke before Qiao Jianjun could say anything. He Xiaoxiang washed her hands and came over to look at her bag: "Why are you only packing so many? Put more in. The weather is not hot now, so they can be kept for several days."

"I've already filled half of it. If I fill it again, it will be all filled." Qiao Bailu quickly put the bag away. Qiao Jianjun ate the vegetable dumplings while asking, "Bailu, tell me, why is this pig farm not good?"

He Xiaoxiang laughed and said, "She's just a little kid, what can she know? Isn't your question in vain?"

"Of course I know. Uncle Tian knows that pork prices are rising, so he plans to raise a hundred pigs. Who is smarter than Uncle Tian? What if he raises two hundred pigs?" Qiao Bailu muttered. Although she had no memory of this incident, Uncle Tian's family did not become rich back then, but it seemed that they did not lose money either.

"If everyone thinks like you, then no one would dare to raise 200 pigs, right?" Qiao Jianjun said with a smile, and wiped his hands casually with a towel: "Hurry up, pack your clothes, I'll take you to the bus."

The bus to the county town runs every half an hour, and the bus stop is in the town, which is neither too close nor too far from their home. Qiao Bailu always brings a lot of things home to school, and she can't carry them by herself, so someone must pick her up.

"Dad, are you really going to chip in?" Qiao Bailu asked, stretching her neck as she sat on the back of her bicycle. Qiao Jianjun hesitated, "It's hard to say. Let's see how much the land price will increase. If the price is okay, we'll continue to lease the land. If the price is too high, we'll have to find another way."

"Dad, Zhenting said he doesn't want to go to school anymore. Remember to beat him up when you get back!" Qiao Bailu thought for a moment and changed the subject. Qiao Jianjun turned his head sharply: "Not going to school anymore? He said that?"

"Well, you must beat him up for what he said to me today." Qiao Bailu sold her brother out without hesitation: "He said he wanted to go to work, but at his age, which construction site would want him? Besides, if he goes to work now, he won't be able to eat well and live well, and he won't grow taller in the future."

"Okay, don't worry about the family. Go back and study hard. When you become successful, your mother and I will be relieved." Qiao Jianjun sighed, parked his bicycle next to the store, and carried Qiao Bailu's schoolbag: "Remember to call your uncle's house next time you come back. Do you remember the phone number?"

"I remember." Qiao Bailu nodded. Seeing the car coming from afar, she waved her hand quickly and turned to say goodbye to Qiao Jianjun: "Dad, I'm leaving now, you go home."

Sitting in the car with her schoolbag in her arms, thinking that she would be arriving at school in a little while, Qiao Bailu had mixed feelings: anticipation, joy, and nervousness. She would soon be able to meet a group of high school classmates, her young friends, and she didn't know if she would still be able to talk to them now.

And that person, by the way, now, have I started "early love"? Qiao Bailu frowned slightly, pinching her fingers to recall, because every time she thought about it before, she would feel sad and regretful. She forced herself to suppress this memory in her heart, and slowly it became a little fuzzy.

When did you start? First year or second year of high school?

"Is there anyone getting off the bus under the bridge?" the conductor raised his voice and asked. Qiao Bailu suddenly woke up and quickly responded, "Yes!"

The car slowly stopped, the door opened, and Qiao Bailu got out of the car with difficulty, passing through the crowd. It was only 300 meters away from No. 1 Middle School. Walking slowly, all the small shops on the roadside had already opened their doors. Qiao Bailu sniffed hard, the aroma of fried beef tendon noodles!

It was so familiar. I remember that when I was in the first year of high school, a bowl of beef tendon noodles cost 1.5 yuan. In the second year, it increased to 2 yuan. In the third year, it increased to 2.5 yuan. After graduation, she never ate it again because she could no longer find the same taste of beef tendon noodles as this restaurant.

"Boss, give me one!" Qiao Bailu shouted with a smile. The pretty female owner leaned over and asked, "Do you want to add eggs? Do you want to take it away or eat it here?"

"Add an egg and take it away." Qiao Bailu didn't sit down, but stood at the door waiting. The fried beef tendon noodles were made quickly and the female owner was experienced. She knocked the egg on the edge of the bowl and quickly stirred it twice with chopsticks. The green onions were all chopped, and she pinched a handful and threw it into the pot to stir-fry.

Qiao Bailu took the bag with one hand, touched her pocket with the other, and took out a hundred-yuan note and handed it over. She had to find a way to make money quickly. Although a student didn't need to spend much on three hundred yuan a month for living expenses, she was an ambitious person!

Old line of business...

"Qiao Bailu!" Just as she reached the school gate, she heard a shout. Qiao Bailu turned around and was a little dazed for a moment. What should she do? She hadn't thought of what to say when they met. Oh, the clothes she wore today didn't look good. They looked tacky. Her hair seemed to be unwashed. It was inconvenient to heat water at home. She had originally planned to go to the bathhouse early to take a bath. She also brought a bag of fried beef tendon noodles...

"Why are you here so early?" The boy in the baggy school uniform walked with long legs and almost instantly came to Qiao Bailu. He looked at her suspiciously: "Didn't you eat? Eating this all the time is unhealthy. Didn't the teacher say last time that these things are made of plastic bags?"

"I only eat it occasionally, not often." Qiao Bailu felt a little weak unconsciously. It turned out that this person was so tough from the beginning.

"Come on, I don't know yet, you and Yang Na, the only thing you need is this for three meals a day!" Xie Jiayuan pouted disdainfully, and the young boy reached out to take her schoolbag: "What's in it that's so heavy? Have you finished your homework?"

"No, I'll go back to the classroom to write later." Qiao Bailu followed the others into the school. Xie Jiayuan frowned slightly: "Well, hurry to the classroom later. I'll see what you've finished first, and make up for the unfinished work today."

Qiao Bailu nodded hurriedly, and then she didn't know what to say. She felt so melancholy, and the time was so long ago. Suddenly, she felt a little out of the picture. She didn't speak, and Xie Jiayuan just turned his head slightly to look at her, sent her to the dormitory building, and turned around and left.

Qiao Bailu was standing there in a daze holding her schoolbag when someone patted her shoulder. When she turned around, she saw a winking face: "Wow, I saw it. Xie Jiayuan sent you here. Did you two come to school together?"

"You must be joking. I live in the west of the county and he lives in the east. How come we are together?" Qiao Bailu immediately shook her head: "We just met at the school gate. Why are you here so early?"

"Have you forgotten? Didn't we agree to take a shower together?" The girl opposite had a resentful look on her face. She looked at Lanhua and pointed at Qiao Bailu, pinching her throat to sing: "You enemy, it's only been two days since we last met, and you've already fallen in love with someone else. You've fallen for the boy next door and have forgotten about me..."

Qiao Bailu was stunned, and then she couldn't help but burst out laughing. The slight discomfort she had felt suddenly disappeared, and the strange and unfamiliar feelings were also suddenly broken. As if she had done it countless times, Qiao Bailu reached out and pinched the girl's cheek: "You pighead, stop it now. Didn't you see that the birds in the trees were all flown away by your singing?"

"You must be amazed by my beautiful singing voice!" Cheng Zhenzhen said with a smile, pulling Qiao Bailu back to the dormitory. Now it was just the two of them. Qiao Bailu divided the beef tendon noodles into half for Zhenzhen and then went to take a shower. In late autumn, it was cool to wear flip-flops. The two of them ran very fast with the basin. The kettle was left at the door of the bathhouse, and they would get hot water when they came out.

There were fewer people on Sunday, so they immediately occupied the wardrobe with the best location, changed their clothes and went in, laughing and joking.

When they returned to the dormitory, the remaining few people had also arrived. There was a bag of fried peanuts on the table, and several people were gathered together gossiping. When Yang Na saw them come in, she winked at Qiao Bailu: "I saw Xie Jiayuan, he went to the classroom, did you agree to do your homework in the classroom?"

Liu Wenjing pouted: "They are so boring. They are always doing homework in the classroom. Xie Jiayuan is a nerd and won't even take our Bai Lu out for a date. Oh, by the way, guess who I saw just now?"

"Who?" Gao Juan asked hurriedly. She was tired of hearing the gossip about Xie Jiayuan and Qiao Bailu anyway, so she decided to change the topic.

"I saw our homeroom teacher and our PE teacher! They were holding hands and walking on the playground." Liu Wenjing's eyes lit up. Gao Juan exclaimed, "No way! Our homeroom teacher is so handsome! And our PE teacher is so ugly!"

"She's not ugly, is she?" Cheng Zhenzhen said as she changed her clothes. "She's just a little dark and thin. I heard she graduated from the Department of Physical Education. She's from the same school as my old class teacher and my physics teacher. The three of them were classmates."

"The physics teacher is too short." Yang Na sighed, and Gao Juan continued to pinch peanuts: "It's not bad, doesn't our English teacher like the physics teacher? But I heard that the physics teacher is going to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and he will take the postgraduate entrance examination for Peking University. I guess there is no hope for the English teacher."

The corners of Qiao Bailu's mouth twitched. It's only been a short time since school started, why are there all kinds of gossip?

Chapter 3 Chapter 1

"Who's going shopping?" Yang Na asked, pinching her waist while standing in the middle of the dormitory. Liu Wenjing quickly raised her hand: "I'll go, I'll go. I want to buy a coat. It's getting cold. I don't have a coat to wear. I also need to buy a pair of pants."

"No, I haven't finished my homework yet. I'll go back and make up for it." Qiao Bailu shook her head. Yang Na pouted: "Forget it. Everyone knows that Xie Jiayuan is in the classroom. Are you in a hurry to go back and date Xie Jiayuan?"

"Besides, I'm angry." Qiao Bailu said with a smile. Yang Na made a face: "Just give birth, who's afraid of you."

Liu Wenjing climbed up to the upper bunk to find her wallet, then came down and pushed Yang Na: "Let's go, I have to go back to finish my homework tonight, and the teacher will collect it tomorrow."

The two of them went out arm in arm. Gao Juan stayed in the bedroom reading a novel, Cheng Zhenzhen went out to do laundry, and the rest hadn't come yet. Qiao Bailu shook her head, took her textbook, and followed them out of the dormitory.

Xie Jiayuan was reading a book, the boy frowned slightly, holding a page of the book with his fingers, turning a pen with his other hand, the evening sun shone down, and the whole person looked like a nostalgic photo. Qiao Bailu's heart suddenly felt sour. After the college entrance examination, they went their separate ways, and gradually their contact became less and less. Long-distance relationships were too hard, so she chose to let go first.

Later, she heard that he went abroad, and that face became increasingly faint in her memory. But the two relationships that followed never made her feel the charm of love again, and even though they hadn't been in touch for a long time, she didn't feel the urge to meet him.

Qiao Bailu squeezed the book in her hand and lowered her head slightly. If it happened again, should she try harder and hold on to this person?

"What are you doing standing at the door?" Just as she was in a daze, she heard Xie Jiayuan's voice. Qiao Bailu looked up and saw that person slightly raised his eyebrows: "Why, did you do something wrong so you don't dare to come in?"

"I'm so smart, how could I do anything wrong?" Qiao Bailu said with a smile, holding a book and walking up to him. Xie Jiayuan moved inside and left the seat outside for her: "Where's your homework? Take it out and let me see it."

Qiao Bailu pouted and said, "See, this is the sadness of having a boyfriend who is a top student. Whenever they meet, the first thing he asks is about homework."

"Do physics first, I'll take a look at your chemistry homework first." Xie Jiayuan ordered, Qiao Bailu hurriedly handed over the chemistry homework with both hands, took out the physics homework and started to work hard. It's not an exaggeration, when she was in high school, she was also considered a half-student tyrant.

It's a pity that I slacked off after entering university. Apart from getting a scholarship in my first year, I almost failed in my second year. Four years passed in a daze and I almost couldn't find a job.

"Xie Jiayuan, I can't do this problem." Qiao Bailu was slapped in the face just as she was proud. It looked very familiar from the top and bottom, but why couldn't she remember it? What formula should she use?

"Didn't I explain this question to you on Friday?" Xie Jiayuan took the textbook and looked at it. He flipped through it with his slender white fingers and found a question at the front. He pointed at it and said, "Look, except for the numbers, everything else is exactly the same. Try to recall it yourself first. If you can't remember, I'll explain it to you."

Qiao Bailu stuck out her tongue, quickly took back the textbook, and lowered her head to look at the question carefully. But no matter how much she looked at it, she just couldn't understand it. After graduating from high school, she never touched physics again, and she almost forgot the formulas. She had just been reborn and high school life was still a little unfamiliar. How could she recall the "pain of high school"?

"I'll explain it again. You have to remember it clearly this time." Seeing her confused face, Xie Jiayuan couldn't help but sigh. He took out a piece of scratch paper and wrote down a formula on it: "Look, the question in this question is about speed, so you should think of the formula for speed, but it was mentioned before that there is weight..."

Qiao Bailu stared at Xie Jiayuan. The young man was so handsome when he was serious.

"Can you solve this problem just by looking at me?" Xie Jiayuan asked with a stern face. Qiao Bailu shuddered and quickly smiled: "Isn't it that I noticed that you have become more handsome after not seeing you for two days?"

Xie Jiayuan snorted coldly, his cheeks slightly red, and he tapped the textbook with a pen: "Did you remember everything I just said?"

Bella Qiao was stunned for a moment, then quickly clasped her hands together, pleading, “Jiayuan, you are the best. Can you tell me again?”

Xie Jiayuan glared at her in frustration, but finally he had no choice but to repeat it again. Qiao Bailu calmed down and listened carefully. Since she had decided to follow in his footsteps, her grades had to improve.

Besides, she is an ambitious woman! How can she be a poor student?

Seeing her seriousness, Xie Jiayuan was finally satisfied. Xie Jiayuan prepared for the lesson while Qiao Bailu did her homework. The two of them were busy with their own things quietly, occasionally taking the time to look at each other. Even if they didn't talk, they felt that the time was very good.

As the evening approached, more and more people came into the classroom. Li Jie walked in with a book in his arms. Seeing Qiao Bailu sitting in her seat, he sighed, "I knew my seat must have been taken by you!"

"I asked her to sit down." Xie Jiayuan looked up at Li Jie, who nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, yes, Boss, whatever you say is what I have to listen to. Bai Lu, you can sit down wherever you want, even until the end of time. I have no objection!"

"Daxianer, sit here, let me see your homework." Wang Fang next to him greeted with a smile, and Li Jie sat down there. The two of them huddled together and talked in whispers. Qiao Bailu poked Xie Jiayuan with a pen: "Daxianer likes Wang Fang?"

"Why do you care so much about other people?" Xie Jiayuan glanced at Qiao Bailu and said, "If you still fail physics next time, I think your teacher will persuade you to study liberal arts when the class is divided."

Qiao Bailu held her cheek and sighed, "Jiayuan, I want to study liberal arts, not science."

Xie Jiayuan frowned: "What did you say?"

"I'm serious. I want to study literature." Qiao Bailu said it again. Xie Jiayuan glanced at her without saying anything. He lowered his head to look at his textbook. Qiao Bailu was a little anxious: "Jiayuan, I'm really not good at physics..."

She is not stupid, but physics cannot be learned by just having a brain. In her previous life, after she entered the third year of high school, the physics teacher would take her out every day to give her special lessons, but she still couldn't do what she shouldn't know.

If she still studied science, she could guarantee that she would be admitted to a second-tier university. But after being reborn, she was an ambitious person! How could she still focus on a second-tier university? She was determined to be admitted to the same university as Xie Jiayuan.

"I'll give you extra lessons." Xie Jiayuan said in a deep voice. Qiao Bailu smiled bitterly and said, "Jiayuan, there's nothing wrong with me studying liberal arts. We're in the same school, and we can go to the same university in the future. If I study science, I won't be able to catch up with you."

The boy's face was not that thick. When he heard Qiao Bailu emphasize the last sentence, his face turned slightly red. Qiao Bailu lay on the table and blinked at him: "Jiayuan, are you not going to teach me now that we are divided into different classes?"

Xie Jiayuan frowned: "Learn math, physics and chemistry, and you won't be afraid to travel around the world!"

Qiao Bailu burst out laughing. She really didn't expect that the calm and self-controlled boy in her memory would actually learn such words?

Xie Jiayuan frowned and looked at Qiao Bailu quietly. Qiao Bailu smiled for a while and waved her hand: "I'm not laughing at you, I just think you look so old when you say this. Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore."

Xie Jiayuan pursed his lips and turned to continue reading his textbook, clearly not wanting to continue talking to Qiao Bailu. Qiao Bailu also turned her head, holding her cheek and thinking about her future. It's not enough to just talk big. There are many ambitious people in this world, but not everyone will succeed.

In her previous life, she was an online writer. In this life, she has two paths to choose from - one is to follow the same path as in her previous life, but she has to plan it carefully and not be like in her previous life, mediocre and barely able to scrape together a down payment.

She wanted to take a different path, become a strong woman, lead her family to a well-off life, do what her parents and her brother should do. To be honest, she was very lazy and didn't want to choose this path.

Article 2

The third and most important thing is that I was a stay-at-home girl for many years in my previous life, and I am a little slow to the development of the outside world.

But she wanted to get rich, but she also wanted to stay lazy. What should she do? Also, if she chose the first path, would she have to set a goal for the future? For example, winning an award or something?

"Hey, Bailu, I brought you a book called Mengya. Do you want to take a look?" Qiao Bailu was in a daze when someone patted her on the shoulder. When she looked up, she saw Wang Lin standing next to her with a smile on her face. She shook the book in her hand and said, "This is the latest one."

"Read!" Qiao Bailu nodded quickly. When she was in high school, there was a period of time when she really liked reading this. Wang Lin had the same hobby as her, and the two of them would get together to read books whenever they had time. In addition to Mengya, there were also Yilin, Reader, and the like.

"Here, I've read this one. Let me show it to you." Wang Lin generously handed the book to Qiao Bailu and patted Xie Jiayuan through Qiao Bailu: "Xie Jiayuan, can you lend me your homework? Let me copy it for Qiao Bailu's sake."

Xie Jiayuan glanced at her, dug out some homework and handed it to her. Wang Lin happily left with the homework book in her arms. Qiao Bailu opened the book, skipped the first part, and went straight to the last part. When she saw the words "Gate of Hell", she paused and thought of the previous question again - if she could reach this level, it would not be bad, right?

No, no, it's not that high. Lingdu is so rich because of investment. Writing alone is definitely not enough. However, this can make the first pot of gold. It seems that the New Concept Essay Competition is about to start?

By the way, as a writer, how could I forget the most important thing? Next year, some novel websites will start charging for publication.

So, after all, I still have to take the first path? Qiao Bailu sighed. Still can't let go? Why did you become a writer in the first place? Wasn't it because you liked it? First I liked reading, then I liked writing. Shouldn't you feel fortunate and lucky to find a career you like in your life?

Chapter 4 Chapter 1

As soon as she thought about it, she had to act. Qiao Bailu immediately turned around and said, "I want to go to the bookstore to have a look. Do you want to go?"

Xie Jiayuan sighed: "Can't you just sit there and finish your homework? Why go to the bookstore? Isn't Mengya enough for you to read?"

"No, I'm looking for a New Concept Composition Book." Qiao Bailu said with a smile, shaking her homework book. "I didn't tell you, I've finished my homework. There are only a few questions. Do you really think I'm so stupid that I have to wait until tomorrow to finish it? Tell me, are you going or not?"

Xie Jiayuan shook his head: "No, go by yourself."

Qiao Bailu didn't force it. She packed up Mengya and stuffed the homework into her desk hole. She called Wang Lin and the two of them went to the bookstore outside the school and looked for the New Concept Composition book. Qiao Bailu originally wanted to buy it to study, but she was short of money and would have no food to eat if she bought the book. She was growing up now and she would be hungry if she didn't eat a meal. After weighing it for a long time, she couldn't bear to let her stomach suffer.

Wang Lin was still chattering beside him: "You want to buy a composition book? Aren't you good at writing compositions? Last time, the Chinese teacher read your composition as a model. New Concept? Are you going to write this? The Chinese teacher seemed to have said before that you could participate in a competition. Well, it's a pity that there is no prize money. Otherwise, if you won the prize, we could have a big meal..."

"No prize money?" Qiao Bailu turned around and Wang Lin nodded: "Yes, hey, you are not really thinking about this, right? You can try it. Although there is no prize money, but look at Ling Du, after winning two awards, he can publish his own novel. Why don't you try publishing one?"

"Are you kidding? If publishing is that easy, how come there are so many award-winning works, but only Ling Du published it?" Qiao Bailu sighed, flipped through two pages, and put down the composition book. Wang Lin blinked, quickly grabbed the book in his hands, and went straight to the front desk: "Boss, let's settle the bill."

The boss took a lazy look and said, "20% off, 15 yuan."

Wang Lin immediately reached into her pocket, but Qiao Bailu hurriedly stopped her: "Why are you buying this? You don't write essays, and our essays in the usual exams don't match this..."

"Can't I buy it and read it?" Wang Lin said with a smile, quickly gave the money, and dragged Qiao Bailu out the door: "But, I have to do homework today, so I don't have time to read it for the time being. You can read it first and give it to me on Friday. You must give it to me on Friday, otherwise I won't agree!"

Qiao Bailu blinked, and the blurry picture in her mind suddenly became clear. In her previous life, Wang Lin did the same thing, but unfortunately, at that time, the young man's self-esteem was more important than anything else, and he gradually distanced himself from Wang Lin. After graduating from high school, they never contacted each other again.

With a smile, Qiao Bailu did not refuse this time and reached out to take the book: "Okay, I'll keep it for you first, and read it after you finish your homework."

If you want to make money, participating in competitions is not an option. Or, do you really want to try submitting articles? Otherwise, you can try magazines first, such as Mengya. You have read a lot of them and can more or less find out some hot elements. It is also a good opportunity to test your current level.

Back in the classroom, Qiao Bailu took out the sprouts and began to compare them seriously. She was not good at short stories, so she could only read the serialized ones first. She quickly selected the subject matter and decided to test the waters with a fantasy novel.

I determined the main plot, listed the characters, indicated their personalities and hobbies, and solemnly wrote down the three words "first chapter". Whenever I write an article, the first chapter is always difficult. I want to write a flawless beginning, and I revise and revise it over and over again.

Sometimes it was dialogue, sometimes it was description. Qiao Bailu was immersed in the revision. She had not finalized the first chapter until she returned to the dormitory at night.

Liu Wenjing knelt on her bed and worried: "It's cold. I feel cold even with just a blanket. Aren't you cold?"

In their school, there is heating only in the classrooms, not in the dormitories.

"No, I have nowhere to put it even if I bring it." Qiao Bailu simply put aside all the thoughts in her head and turned to look at Liu Wenjing: "Let's sleep in the same bed tonight? When winter comes, we can cover ourselves with two quilts."

"Okay, then we'll sleep together tonight." Liu Wenjing agreed quickly. Yang Na listened on the side and nudged Cheng Zhenzhen: "Can we squeeze in together?"

"No, you're too fat. I want to sleep with Xiao Gao." Cheng Zhenzhen pouted and clung to Xiao Gao's bed, "Xiao Gao, you must sleep with me, or I'll tell everyone you wet the bed tomorrow!"

Gao Juan was speechless: "Even if you say it, someone has to believe it."

Yang Na held her heart and said, "You've broken my heart, I don't want to be with you anymore! Let's get divorced right now! I don't want you anymore! I won't leave my property to you!"

"Ah, dear husband, please don't, you must leave your property to me." Cheng Zhenzhen turned around and the two of them quickly started acting. Yang Yaoyao pulled them apart helplessly: "Hurry up and wash up, the lights will be turned off soon. Yang Na, we will sleep together tonight. There are eight of us, so it's just right for two people to sleep together."

Miao Xiaoli and Zhao Xiaoyan have always been good friends. No need to ask, they must be together.

Yang Na nodded happily and immediately threw her pillow at Yang Yaoyao's chest. She bent down, picked up her washbasin, sang a song out of tune, and went to the bathroom.

After lights out, it was time for a chat. Yang Na, who was always gossipy, took the lead and said, "Didn't Wen Jing and I go shopping earlier? Guess what we saw?"

"What?" Cheng Zhenzhen asked quickly, showing respect. Yang Na laughed strangely twice: "I saw the English teacher and the physics teacher shopping together. The English teacher even held a coat and gestured to the physics teacher. She must want to pursue the physics teacher!"

They have four new teachers in their first year of high school: the chemistry teacher who is also the old class teacher, the physics teacher, the physical education teacher, and the English teacher. It is said that the first three graduated from the same school, and the English teacher is from a big city. No one knows where he is from, but we only know that the English teacher is quite fashionable and is at the forefront of fashion.

"That's not necessarily the case. Maybe the physics teacher is pursuing the English teacher? The English teacher is so pretty, but she's a little short." Liu Wenjing retorted. Gao Juan also interrupted: "What a pity. I was thinking that the class teacher and the English teacher would be a couple. One is handsome and the other is pretty."

"Hey, our class teacher is the most handsome class teacher in the whole school. He was voted the most handsome!" Cheng Zhenzhen said with a sly smile. Yang Na leaned over to look at her: "Who voted for him?"

"Anyway, everyone says our old monitor is handsome. If there are many people saying so, then he must be the best, right?" Cheng Zhenzhen hummed. Gao Juan supported Cheng Zhenzhen the most and quickly responded, "Yes, there is no one in the whole school who is more handsome than our old monitor. I wonder if we will change our old monitor in the second year of high school."

"It will definitely be changed! The old class teacher is too young and inexperienced. New teachers like him usually teach the first grade for a few years." Yang Na said firmly. Liu Wenjing reached out and pinched Qiao Bailu: "Weren't you the happiest person in the past? Why are you silent today? Did you have a fight with Xie Jiayuan?"

"How could their Xie Jiayuan be willing to lose his temper with her?" Yang Na said with a smile. Qiao Bailu sighed, "He is not from my family. He just asked questions normally. How could he be as angry as you think?"

To be honest, there was no problem of who was pursuing whom between her and Xie Jiayuan. It was just that she was not good at physics and had to find someone to tutor her every time. At the beginning of the school year, Xie Jiayuan happened to sit behind her and was also the top student in his grade. Naturally, every time she asked a question, she would look for Xie Jiayuan. Even though she changed seats several times later, she did not change this habit.

Gradually, people in the class started teasing them that they were a couple. Aren't high school students like this? If they see a boy or a girl getting close, they'll start teasing. Qiao Bailu didn't care, and Xie Jiayuan ignored it, so that in the end, everyone assumed that they were in love.

They really got together in the second semester of their senior year in high school. There was still no confession of love or love letters. It was just that after evening self-study, Xie Jiayuan suddenly reached out and pulled her hand, and then he didn't let go of her hand all the way. From the next day, they regarded each other as their own partner.

Qiao Bailu was lost in thought. Liu Wenjing was surprised: "Something is wrong. Did you really have a fight?"

"No, I was thinking that the New Year is coming soon and I want to make some money." Qiao Bailu quickly changed the subject. Yang Na was a little curious: "Make money? What do you do with money? Isn't the money from home enough for you to spend?"

"Well, my family just built a house and we don't have any spare money. I want to buy new clothes and stuff, but I don't want to ask my parents for money. I just want to earn some money myself." What I was embarrassed to say in my previous life, I said easily in this life.

Liu Wenjing turned around quickly and said, "I have an idea. I have been thinking about making some money for a long time. It is convenient to buy things by myself. I have an uncle who opened a clothing store on Fan Street. Can we work there? We can make about 20 to 30 yuan a day, and we can buy almost one piece of clothing in two days."

"I think it's not worthwhile to work part-time. We should be divided into different classes next year..." Miao Xiaoli said slowly. Yang Na retorted unconvincedly: "How long can it delay us? There is still half a year left. We can catch up by going home for the New Year. Take me with you if you want to work part-time. I want to go too!"

"It's a small shop, so it won't need many people." Liu Wenjing was helpless. Qiao Bailu shook her head while pinching the quilt. "I won't go. For this kind of thing, we need to find someone who is good at talking. Wenjing, you are the best at bargaining, and Nana always likes to talk. It's more appropriate for you to go. I was planning to buy some things and set up a small stall, but I don't know where to put it. I'm thinking about it."

"Set up a stall? Forget it. I have to go to evening self-study classes. I don't have time to go. It's only two days, Saturday and Sunday. I can't make much." Cheng Zhenzhen shook her head and rejected the suggestion: "Besides, it's so cold. It's better to be a clerk or something. At least you can stay indoors out of the wind."

Just as Qiao Bailu was about to speak, Zhao Xiaoyan suddenly said, "Stop talking. It's almost twelve o'clock, and we have to go to morning self-study tomorrow."

The room immediately became quiet, Qiao Bailu shut up and burrowed deeper into the quilt, thinking of a more thorough solution, such as working.

Chapter 5 Chapter 1

Qiao Bailu spent a week and finally wrote the beginning of the book, which was about 50,000 words. Taking advantage of the early school dismissal on Friday, she quickly bought stamps, stuffed the manuscript in, and mailed it to the publishing house. Wang Lin accompanied her all the way, and poked her shoulder when she saw that she had finished, "Come to my house and play? Stay at my house tonight. Aren't you not going home this week?"

"No, I want to go home." Qiao Bailu said with a smile, pinching Wang Lin's cheek: "I have something to do. Besides, my living expenses are a little bit insufficient. It's a good time to go home and get some. Come back early on Sunday and we'll go shopping."

"Okay then, it's a deal, you can't go back on your word." Wang Lin responded quickly. Seeing the bus coming, she quickly got on the bus and waved to Qiao Bailu from the window. After the bus left, Qiao Bailu wrapped herself in her coat and went back to the dormitory to pack her things.

After leaving the school, I found a public phone and called my uncle's house, telling him the approximate time I would arrive home so that Qiao Jianjun could pick me up on time.

After a week of thinking hard, she finally had some ideas about how to make money. She went back this week to discuss it with her parents. If it works, it will be a bit hard in the early stage, but if she works hard, she will have a bright future.

There are quite a lot of buses going to the town, which run every half an hour. On Fridays, the buses are so empty that even the middle aisle is covered with boards or small stools. People are so crowded that Qiao Bailu can't even move her arms.

After finally getting off the car, Qiao Bailu looked around with her schoolbag in her arms, and saw Qiao Jianjun standing at the door of the store, holding a motorcycle.

"Dad!" Qiao Bailu shouted and trotted over. Qiao Jianjun took her schoolbag and said, "Why are you back this week? Is your living expenses insufficient? Or did you forget to bring something?"

"Neither, I just have something to discuss with you." Qiao Bailu said with a smile. Qiao Jianjun didn't ask much. It was autumn now and a bit cold at night, and it was not easy to talk while riding a motorcycle.

When they got home, Qiao Zhenting came over to help carry the schoolbag. He Xiaoxiang asked questions while serving the meal, exactly the same as Qiao Jianjun's questions before. Qiao Bailu washed her hands in the kitchen, sat down in the living room, and said while eating: "Before, I always wondered if our family should also find a way to make money. Recently, I finally thought of a similar one."

"What can you think of, kid?" He Xiaoxiang burst into laughter. "Study hard and get into a good university in the future. If you have a promising future, your father and I will enjoy life."

"Mom, you didn't even listen to me, how do you know my method won't work? By the way, have you contributed to the pig farm that Uncle Tian's family has set up?" Qiao Bailu asked hurriedly. Qiao Jianjun shook his head: "No, some time ago, your eldest cousin said he wanted to buy a house. Didn't our family borrow 3,000 yuan before that? The little we earned this year has been returned to your cousin. There is not a penny left in the family."

Qiao Bailu wrinkled her nose: "It must be my cousin's wife who instigated me to ask for it."

"No matter who instigated it, it is a fact that our family owes money! If someone asks for it, you have to give it to them!" He Xiaoxiang frowned and said. Qiao Bailu smiled flatteringly, "Yes, yes, I was wrong. Don't be angry, mom. If we don't have money, then we don't have money. Anyway, I am not optimistic about the pig farm. Listen to me first, let's talk about making money. Didn't Dad say before that he wanted to lease land? Our family has no money, so leasing land is not an option, right?"

Qiao Jianjun did not look down on his daughter. He answered every question: "Well, the land price has increased this year. One acre of land is more than 600 yuan. If you have three or five acres, it is not enough to cover the labor costs." The land they rented here is on the Yellow River beach, which is not very close. It takes an hour to drive there. Farming is not just about renting the land. There are also seeds fees, fertilizer fees, pesticide fees, and all the other costs. The investment for one acre of land is one or two thousand yuan.

Farm work has to be done all year round. No matter whether you have 20 to 30 acres of land or 3 to 5 acres, you have to do it. If you do less, won't the whole year be spent on it?

"I have an idea, it doesn't cost any money." Qiao Bailu was very proud. Qiao Jianjun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh, what idea does my daughter have? Tell me about it."

"Just form a construction team." Qiao Bailu didn't hide anything. As soon as she put down the bowl, she began to talk: "Aren't there many buildings being built in the city now? Dad, if you form a construction team and become a contractor yourself, you can also earn a lot, but it will be a bit hard."

"It's easy as you say. Is it easy to deal with a construction team? Wasn't there a news report on TV about the delayed payment of wages to migrant workers?" He Xiaoxiang said immediately. Qiao Zhenting didn't understand, but he didn't stop him from interrupting the discussion: "Our mother is right. It's not easy to deal with a construction team. If you run into someone who is unethical, all your work will be in vain after a year!"

Qiao Jianjun also shook his head: "I thought you had a good idea. Construction teams are not easy to find. You can see that this makes money, and others can see that this makes money. When people build houses, they also look for familiar construction teams. It's not possible without connections. Do you think anyone can take on the project? What if your skills are not up to standard, not to mention delaying the construction period, but also building a house that is not solid, who will they hold responsible when the time comes?"

"Dad, I didn't tell you to go to the city to take big projects right away. Our county is quite developed now. Doesn't my uncle always say that he has connections in the county? It's not a big deal to take one or two projects, right?" Qiao Bailu said hurriedly. Of course she knew the news about wage arrears, but one can't throw the baby out with the bathwater.

"Even if I don't go to the county town, I can just work in our town." Qiao Bailu continued. Although she left the county town after graduating from high school and didn't know how the county town would develop in the future, she definitely knew everything about the town. She went home twice a year and every time she went shopping with her mother. She knew exactly where a new store opened in the town and when it opened!

"Didn't we have a theater in our town? I heard that someone wanted to contract it to build a shopping mall. Dad, can't you move around? Even if you can't be a contractor, you can..." Unfortunately, the business of that shopping mall was not very good. It changed hands three times in one year, from women's clothing to children's clothing to men's clothing. Business was very slow. No matter when you went there, they would always be selling at a big discount.

There will be a large supermarket opening in the next street in three years... Oh, yes, why don't we let my parents open a supermarket? There are no large supermarkets with complete products like the chain supermarkets in the city in the town now, but mostly small shops.

If you open a supermarket, the novelty alone will attract a lot of customers, right? I remember that supermarket three years later, it was so popular that she would go to the supermarket every time she went shopping with her mother. The most important thing is, that piece of land is still a wasteland, right? Because that street is at the edge of the town, it is usually a market, and there are almost no stalls there.

Opening a supermarket requires capital, so the most important thing at the moment is capital!

"Your father is a lazy guy who only wants to sleep and not work." He Xiaoxiang rolled her eyes at Qiao Jianjun, who leaned back in his chair and lit a cigarette: "Working as a laborer is too tiring, and other jobs require skills..."

"Dad, being a foreman is much easier than being a laborer." Qiao Bailu pouted and looked at Qiao Zhenting again: "Do you want your brother to drop out of school? That won't work. If he doesn't study, he can only farm at home. I'm only in high school now. The book fees and tuition alone are 700 to 800 yuan a year. I also have to buy materials, which is another 300 to 400 yuan. There are also living expenses. The total is 5,000 yuan a year. How much can you earn from farming alone? This year's corn sold for 3,000 yuan, and wheat sold for 3,000 yuan, but there are also fertilizers, pesticides, water, and electricity. Can the net income be 2,000 yuan?"

"Besides, isn't farming tiring? Wheat needs to be weeded, corn needs to be filled with cobs, and sweet potatoes need to be turned over. Isn't it the same when working?" Qiao Bailu continued. Her father has no interpersonal relationships now, but these relationships are built up slowly. Who can know all kinds of high-ranking officials and businessmen right after birth?

"Hey, don't mention it. I really think what Bai Lu said is very good. Otherwise, how about we both go to work?" He Xiaoxiang said as she cleaned up the dishes. She passed by Qiao Zhenting and slapped him on the head: "You bastard, if you dare to say you don't want to go to school again, I'll break your legs!"

Qiao Zhenting looked at Qiao Bailu with resentment, "Sister, didn't we agree to keep it a secret? Can you bear to cheat your own brother like this?"

You have to be patient. Qiao Bailu smiled, stood up and pulled Qiao Zhenting: "Come on, go out for a walk with me."

"What's so good about walking around at night?" Qiao Zhenting was reluctant to move, but was dragged to his feet by Qiao Bailu: "Aren't there street lights? Hurry up, you can't move if you just eat. Be careful not to become a fat man, or no one will want you anymore!"

"Okay, okay, I'm up." Qiao Zhenting had no choice but to follow Qiao Bailu out. Qiao Bailu reached out and patted his head: "Do you still want to drop out of school now?"

"Sister, it's not just about whether our family is rich or not. Actually, actually..." Qiao Zhenting hesitated, and Qiao Bailu pursed her lips: "Do you feel that you can't keep up with your studies? Are you afraid that you won't be able to get into No. 1 Middle School next year?"

Qiao Zhenting lowered his head and said nothing, and Qiao Bailu did not urge him. The brother and sister stood at the gate and did not walk far. When their family bought the land, they did not have much money, so they bought it on the edge of the village. After the house was built, there were no neighbors on the left or right. On the whole street, there was only one person living opposite, and on the left, right, and back, there were all woods.

It was fine during the day, because there was an intersection a little bit past their door, facing another village, and it was quite lively with people coming and going. But at night, it was especially quiet, and the quieter it was, the easier it was to say some things that he was reluctant to say normally. Qiao Zhenting mumbled a few words and finally made it clear: "The teacher always said that I can't compare to you, and my parents always said that I'm too stupid and not as smart as you, and my relatives always praised you. If I didn't get into No. 1 Middle School, I would be embarrassed..."

So, not going to school is a good excuse.