"Mom, do you know how much money I can make from these eggs?"
She had stored so many eggs, so Celia guessed that Wendy must be worried about her business. In
order to relieve her worries, she quickly changed to a lighter topic.
"How much?"
She wasn't good at math. She could a simple math, but facing a pile of eggs, she was in a mess.
"I have more than 530 eggs, plus more than 200 eggs from my aunt, so I can earn about 20 dollars
tomorrow."
Production was suddenly raised, and the profit naturally followed, and the price in the county was even
higher than that of in the town.
"Really? How can you make so much money?"
Wendy couldn't believe her ears. How could she make so many money in just one day?
"Well, mom, the output is coming up, so we are earning more. Don't worry, our days will be better and
better."
Selling eggs was just the first step of her business. Slowly, as long as she had the financial foundation,
she would try more different fields.
"Of course I believe you. It's just that you've been working too hard."
The girls at the same age in the village could only do some farm work at home, and they would find a
good family and get married soon. However, her daughter was suffering a lot as she woke up early and
went to work in the morning every day. As her mother, she felt a pang of sadness.
"It doesn't matter, mom. It is said that sturdy grass can withstand high winds. And I don't think it's hard
at all."
She was overjoyed at the thought of making more and more money.
Thus, the baskets were woven by Wendy overnight. She didn't sleep until midnight. She did quite a
good job on the baskets, which were soft and sturdy.
The next day, Wendy got up early before daybreak. Since they had so many eggs at home, she made
four fried eggs, two for Celia and the other two were for Sharon.
Thinking of this, Celia felt a little uncomfortable. It had just been a few days, but Sharon enjoyed the
same treatment as hers. This man was indeed smart. Although she was reluctant to take him to the
street, she didn't want to go against Wendy's will. Just as her mother said, he could take care of her on
the way to the town. But she had made up her mind that she would not give him a ride today.
The eggs were carefully tied behind the motorcycle and she had set out early in the moonlight.
However, she didn't drive too far away from her house before she saw a man waving his hand to her. In
the dim light and under the thick fog, someone grinned and walked towards her like the sunshine in
winter.
"Good morning, Celia."
Regardless of Celia's sullen face, Sharon smiled brightly. However, in such a situation, Celia would only
feel annoyed. This man indeed made a huge sacrifice to get on her motorcycle in the early morning.
"I don't think we are that close. You'd better call me Miss Celia."
Why did he call her by her name?
"If I address you as Miss. Celia, it seems like we are strangers. Your name is beautiful, and I'd rather
call your name."
"But we are indeed strangers to each other. We are not that closed."
Celia said crossly. He was shameless.
"Really? I don't think so. I think we can be good friends."
Cloris stared intently at Celia. For a moment, Celia's eyes had been fixed on Celia. Celia had no way to
hide herself from being stared by Celia. So she had to turn around and said impolitely, "I'll leave if you
don't get on the car quickly."
She thought she got up early enough, but didn't expect him to block her here.
"Of course."
After saying that, he sat on the back seat.
"This is for you!"
The two eggs were still hot. After all, it was her mother who prepared them. Even she was reluctant,
she could not waste her mother's efforts.
"What's this?"
Upon hearing this, Sharon was filled with joy. As he was wondering, the box was opened. He
exclaimed, "It's fried egg, thank you!"
"You don't need to thank me. I didn't make it."
Celia had planned to eat these two eggs herself if Sharon hadn't come. But things changed.
"I know aunt made this. But it was you who brought it here. I can feel your sincerity."
The eggs were still hot. He felt warm in his heart when he ate them. Fortunately, her mother liked him,
otherwise she wouldn't fried two eggs for him.
"I didn't mean anything, please don't get me wrong."
She was forced to bring it. If she didn't, it would be regarded as an ungrateful person.
"It doesn't matter even if I misunderstand you. It's just a beautiful misunderstanding."
Celia could not help but feel that Sharon was absolutely an expert on flirting with girls in the twenty-first
century. However, no matter how hard he tried, it did not work on her at all. At this stage, she just
wanted to make money and become rich, which was her most urgent dream and wish at present.
"I have to go to my uncle's home. You'd better not follow me. Otherwise, my uncle will beat you up."
Celia warned. Her uncle wouldn't be nice to him.
"Uncle is easy to get along with."
Sharon didn't want to get out of the car.
"Are you sure? Are you sure my uncle is easy to get along with?"
Celia's uncle had been really hard on him yesterday. If it hadn't been for Wendy, Zack would have
punched Sharon with his fists. If she dared go to her uncle's house with Sharon in the early morning,
she was courting death.
"I'm sure uncle is a reasonable person. Besides, I just on your motorcycle. Nothing happened between
us. I believe he will understand us."
If he just chickened out like that, he could never win her heart.
"Mr. Sharon, I admire your courage!"
Celia did not say anything more. She wanted to show him that not everyone in her family was as nice
as Wendy. Her uncle might scold him harshly or drive him out with a stick, and she was looking forward
to see if he could keep his smile.
"Uncle, aunt, I'm here to take the eggs."
Jane had already prepared the eggs for her.
"Celia, here you are. We are waiting for you."
It seemed that Jane got up very early. Back then in the countryside, there was no entertainment. She
went to bed very early at night, and naturally got up early in the morning.
"Aunt, thank you for getting up so early."
Celia was embarrassed to bother her.
"It's nothing. Come in."
Jane greeted Celia enthusiastically. She was shocked to see a man standing behind Celia. "Celia, who
is this?"
"Aunt, don't worry about him. He is just a random guy who wants me to give him a ride to the street."
She didn't expect that Sharon really followed her and entered the house, "Aunt, nice to meet you. My
name is Sharon."
Instead of flinching, Sharon stepped forward and introduced himself confidently.
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