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If Su Lian came here to sell buns, it would be convenient for the students and she could also earn a sum of money. It was killing two birds with one stone.
In fact, just as Su Hanyan had expected, for the next few days, Su Lian had just opened her stall when she was surrounded by students who had just left school. The buns were instantly sold out.
After a week, she had actually saved up 70 to 80 yuan.
Su Lian was overjoyed, but she didnât forget Su Hanyan. If it werenât for her, she wouldnât have earned money. Therefore, she would always leave steamed buns for her when she closed the stall.
She knew that Su Hanyan didnât lack anything, but with her current abilities, this was all she could do.
When Su Hanyan received the buns, she was quite happy. These buns werenât worth much, but this proved that Su Lian still missed her, and this thought was the most important.
At the very least, she did not help an ingrate.
This cousin was closer to her than her biological brother and sister. In this world, it was still a happy thing to have a relative who was close to you.
One evening in the second week of Su Lianâs cram school selling buns, the evening sun filled the sky. Just as she was busy giving her change, a black car stopped in front of his stall with a creak.
The car door opened and a man in his forties appeared.
âGive me a tray of steamed buns.â The man took out a five-yuan note from his pocket and handed it over.
Su Lian put twelve little buns into a paper bag and handed it to him. â1.20 yuan.
Iâll give you 3.80 yuan in change!â
âI donât want the money.â The man waved his hand.
âThat wonât do.â Since she couldnât get the change, she gave him an extra twenty cents and gave him four yuan. â Take this money. If itâs delicious, come and visit more often.
The man was stunned. His gaze wandered around Su Lianâs face twice, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.âSure. Little girl, youâre not old, right? Sixteen years old?â
âIâm eighteen. Iâm already an adult.â Su Lian replied.
When she looked up and saw that the manâs gaze was fixed on her, she couldnât help but blush. She turned around to do something else and didnât want to talk to this person anymore.
Because his eyes were too bright, and his gaze made people panic.
Seeing that he was avoiding his gaze, the man smiled and directly picked up a bun and stuffed it into his mouth. The taste of this bun was really good. In the past few years, he had tasted all kinds of delicacies. He did not expect a small bun to interest him.
He wasnât in a hurry to leave. He sat back in his car and ate his buns while staring at the entrance of the cram school. In just a few minutes, many students had swarmed in like a tide.
It seemed that Yan Yi was right. Su Hanyanâs tuition school was really crowded. In comparison, not many people signed up for his school.
Logically speaking, it shouldnât be.
His school environment was better than here, and the advertisement was published in the newspaper. There were definitely many people who knew about it, but not many people signed up.
He was puzzled.
Su Lian had just finished a wave of work and no students came for the time being. She sat on the stool beside her and unscrewed her cup to take a sip of water to rest.
The man got out of the car again and squatted beside her. He asked her about something.âHow long have you been selling buns here? Are there many students in this school? Where did they come from?â
âWhy are you asking this?â Su Lian rolled her eyes and looked at him with a pair of black, grape-like, watery eyes..