After washing up in the morning, Ying Chanxi got dressed and ran next door to have breakfast. Then the two families set off together to go to the wholesale market in the suburbs to buy new year goods.

Because there may be more things to buy than the trunk of a car can fit.

So Li Guohong and Ying Zhicheng each drove their own cars.

But just when Ying Zhicheng drove his Audi out of the garage and parked it next to Li Guohong's small car downstairs, Ying Zhicheng watched helplessly as the three passengers got into Li Guohong's car.

"Xixi, don't you want to sit here with me?" Ying Zhicheng rolled down the window and couldn't help but ask, "My side is more spacious."

"Dad, please concentrate on driving." Ying Chanxi followed Li Luo and sat in the back seat over there, opened the window and said to him, "I want to chat with Aunt Lin for a while."

"Okay." Ying Zhicheng sighed, then looked at Li Guohong who was smiling, rolled his eyes, "Let's go, I'll drive in front."

"OK." Li Guohong made a gesture, and after Ying Zhicheng took the lead to drive out of the community, he followed in his car.

Compared with Ying Zhicheng's Audi, which he bought just two years ago, Li Guohong's car has been driven for seven or eight years.

In the past seven or eight years, Ying Zhicheng has changed cars at least three times, but Li Guohong has been driving the same car until now.

The configuration in the car is obviously incomparable with Ying Zhicheng's Audi.

The back seat is also far less comfortable than the Audi's back seat.

But Ying Chanxi still chose to sit in the car here, happily pulled on his seat belt and looked at Li Luo beside him.

At this time, Li Luo looked at the Audi driving in front of his car and felt the performance of Li Guohong's car.

The old car of 1978 can be regarded as an old horse of their Li family.

The noise from the engine, the bumps when accelerating, the shaking when braking, the hard seats, and the squeaking sound when the windows are rolled down.

These are all explaining one thing.

"dad."

"What's wrong?"

"After some time, let's buy a new car at home?" Li Luo suggested, "Look at how stylish Uncle Ying's car is."

"Change a car?" When Li Guohong heard this topic, he was immediately moved. Unfortunately, when the words came to his lips, he still smiled and shook his head, "Can't this car still be driven? Why spend that money? I don't usually go far away.

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"That's right." Lin Xiuhong on the side also said, "If you have that spare money, why not do something else? It would be nice if the car can be driven."

Hearing what his wife said, Li Guohong also sighed.

But Li Luo said: "But our car has been driven for seven or eight years. Not to mention it is old and worn out, at least the engine is indeed aging. It will be a bit of a safety hazard after a long time."

"Hey, hey." Lin Xiuhong interrupted him immediately, turned around and glared at him, "You're still driving. If you say such unlucky words, hit yourself three times in the mouth. Hurry up."

Li Luo: "..."

"Aunt Lin, I'll do it." Ying Chanxi came to Li Luo's side, raised her little hand, and patted Li Luo's mouth three times, "Okay."

"Xixi is still sensible." Lin Xiuhong nodded with satisfaction, then thought about what Li Luo said, and couldn't help but think of her son's astonishing royalties, and her heart was slightly shaken, "But what you said makes sense, and your...

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Halfway through her words, Lin Xiuhong suddenly realized that Ying Chanxi was also in the car, so she glanced at Li Luo and stopped talking.

Li Luo knew what his mother was going to say as soon as he heard it, so he took the initiative and said: "Xixi and Uncle Ying already know about my novel writing, so there is no need to be taboo about it in the future."

"Eh? Did you say that?" Lin Xiuhong raised her eyebrows, then looked at Ying Chanxi who was sitting behind her. When she saw her nodding, she smiled and said, "Xixi, this is not something that Auntie wants to hide from you.

It's all Li Luo who had to hide it."

"Yeah, I know." Ying Chanxi said with a smile, "It's all his fault."

"Yes, it's all his fault." Lin Xiuhong said with a smile, and then changed the subject again, "Anyway, let's put aside the matter of buying a car for now. Didn't you say that we also need to consider the store and house? Let's put this money first.

Keep it, good steel must be used on the blade, right?"

"That's true." Li Luo nodded, "That's what I said, I must give priority to the store and then the car."

In Li Luo's impression, Li Guohong had been driving this car for eleven years.

It wasn't until he was in college that he got scratched by someone on the side of the road and hit a tree, completely breaking down.

Li Guohong is fine, but just in case, it is better to buy his father a new car as soon as possible.

Li Luo himself was not in a hurry, after all, a minor could not learn to drive.

After finally making money, you must improve your family's conditions, and buying a new car should naturally be included in your plans.

His royalties last month amounted to RMB 370,000. If he were to buy a new car of the brand that Li Guohong is driving now, he would probably be able to buy two or three of them at once.

Lin Xiuhong, who was sitting in the passenger seat, probably had this thought in her mind, and suddenly she was no longer so repelled by buying a new car.

After all, money is a person's guts.

Three or four thousand a month is one way of living, and thirty or forty thousand a month is another way of living.

If it is three to four hundred thousand a month, it will be a new level in the pursuit of quality of life.

It's just that Li Luo's current monthly income of hundreds of thousands is not stable and sustainable enough, so whether it is Li Luo himself or the couple Lin Xiuhong and Li Guohong, their consumption habits still remain at the previous level.

The wholesale market in the suburbs is about twenty minutes' drive from Jincheng Community.

Li Guohong drove the car and followed Ying Zhicheng's Audi all the way. He arrived here at about nine o'clock in the morning.

This place is composed of several huge open sheds lined up side by side. Under the sheds, there are rows and rows of merchants, bringing all kinds of New Year’s goods.

Under normal circumstances, these things can be purchased in any supermarket.

But because of the Chinese New Year, there are a lot of new year goods to buy, so Li Guohong and Lin Xiuhong will come to the wholesale market here to save whatever they can.

After arriving at the wholesale market for new year goods, it’s Lin Xiuhong’s home court.

She led the other four people in a familiar manner and shuttled under various sheds, asking Li Luo and others about the price while getting ready to pick up the items.

Spring couplets, window grilles, blessing characters...

Candies, nuts, fruits...

Tea, ham, glutinous rice balls, rice cakes, walnuts...

Lin Xiuhong was very familiar with these things. Not only had she already thought about the things she would prepare for the New Year, but also the gifts she would give to each family. She also thought about them for Ying Zhicheng, saving him a lot.

strength.

Li Guohong and Ying Zhicheng are the two big coolies, and Li Luo and Ying Chanxi are the two little coolies.

The two younger ones followed Lin Xiuhong and helped her carry the things she bought. The two older ones quickly delivered the New Year's goods to the car and put them directly into the trunk.

Li Guohong didn't know where he borrowed a small cart, and the others felt a lot more relaxed at once.

After scouring the wholesale market for more than two hours, Lin Xiuhong finally stopped, and the other four people also took a breath.

After getting back in the car, the family of five packed their harvest and returned home before noon.

Lin Xiuhong started cooking rice.

Li Guohong and Ying Zhicheng were chatting on the sofa in the living room.

Ying Chanxi walked into the kitchen obediently, put on an apron, and helped Lin Xiuhong.

Li Luo stayed with him in the living room, listening to his father and Uncle Ying chatting, and occasionally interjecting a few words of his own.

“In the previous public review of subway drafts, some passed and some failed.”

Ying Zhicheng remembered the topic he had talked with Li Guohong before, and mentioned it to him, "The main thing is that the subway lines in the two districts have passed."

"One is the Xiaoshan District side. Because it is a subway that goes directly to the airport, it can be passed easily."

"However, this line is very long and has been divided into three phases of construction. It will probably take another four to five years before it can actually be opened to the airport."

"The other one is Binjiang District, which is considered to be the area that developed later in Yuhang City, and is expected to be a key development area in the future."

"A subway line was planned two years ago, and two more lines were approved this year."

"As for our side..." Ying Zhicheng shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "We still haven't passed it yet. I don't know when we have to wait."

"Didn't you say before that it is likely to pass?" Li Guohong couldn't help but smoke a cigarette and asked Ying Zhicheng, "What is the specific situation?"

"It's not a rush. After all, Yuhang City is developing very fast now and is relatively strong among second-tier cities." Ying Zhicheng said with a smile, "I guess it will be a matter of time."

"It's just that the airport in Xiaoshan District is relatively important."

"There are many emerging Internet companies in Binjiang District, and they all need to be considered carefully."

"The area to the west of our Yinjiang District is supported by a science and technology park, but the area to the east near Changning City is full of manufacturing and garment industries. It is normal for the planning to be a bit backward."

"The news I heard is that the results will definitely come out this year."

"Even if we don't have as many lines here as in Binjiang District, at least the line at South Station extends back a few stops. There should be no problem. Just relax."

Hearing what Ying Zhicheng said, Li Guohong felt more at ease.

After all, the down payment for the house in Bihai Lanting cost their family more than ten years of savings.

If the subway fails to be built in the end, it will be a big loss.

Ying Zhicheng saw his expression and immediately smiled: "Why are you so nervous? It's happening now and then."
To be continued...