"Li Wulan, come back for dinner."

Zhang Yanming shouted, and Li Wulan responded and came out of the supermarket.

Sister-in-law Mou sent it out, pulled Zhang Yanming and whispered: "You can't keep dangling like this. I think Li Wulan is very good. The female junior is holding the gold brick."

Zhang Yanming licked his lips and smiled.

I haven’t even understood the situation yet. What do you want me to say? Who knows if everyone is here today? Will one or two of them pop up again?

What a sin.

I'm such a serious person. If you don't believe me, go and have a look in my dream.

A man and four women were eating around the table. Zhang Yanming always felt a little embarrassed amidst the laughter and laughter.

After eating, Li Shuxin, Xiaobing and Li Wulan went into the back room to rest for a while.

The second sister took the paper and went to the toilet.

"Ouch, it's so itchy." The second sister shrugged her shoulders a few times and turned her back to Zhang Yanming: "Scratch it a few times, hurry up."

"Where?" Zhang Yanming was a little confused.

"My back and back feel so itchy."

Zhang Yanming stretched out his hand and scratched the second sister's back twice: "Where is it?"

"Put your hand in, in the middle." The second sister pulled up the back of her clothes.

Is this good? What's going on?

Zhang Yanming still stretched his hand along the hem of his clothes and along the smooth back to the middle: "This?"

"In the middle, it's the buckle. Yes, yes, yes, that's it." After grabbing it a few times, the second sister twisted comfortably: "Okay."

Zhang Yanming took out his hand and the second sister went out.

bathroom?

Zhang Yanming suddenly reacted. Damn, yes, where is the toilet? This is a bungalow, there is no toilet.

I took a few steps out of the door and looked around, and saw that my second sister had entered the school courtyard. It turned out that she was going to the school.

Back in the house, none of these aunts was in charge of the food table.

Zhang Yanming put away the dishes, put away the leftovers, brushed the dishes and put them away, and wiped the table clean.

After tidying up, I looked inside the room and saw three people lying on the kang with their eyes closed. I didn't know whether they were asleep or not.

I went out and walked around a few times, thinking about opening a store. How to open this store?

The second sister is back.

"How about them?"

"Sleep."

The second sister also went into the house.

Zhang Yanming rubbed his fingers subconsciously.

Let’s get some stocks first. That one is easier. Let’s wait until we get back. In the end, Zhang Yanming could only make this decision because there was really too little information.

Opening a store is not just about renting a house, buying equipment, and displaying goods.

Regional characteristics, surrounding people’s spending power, age group, as well as location, positioning, goods, cost and gross income, taxes, various expenses, and whether it is necessary to hire people should be estimated. If you fail to consider all aspects, you will be wrong. Losing money.

Not all businesses can be successful after investing money.

Even if you are capable, maintaining a living and making a fortune are two completely different concepts.

The most important thing here is the mastery and analysis of all kinds of information.

Nothing in the world is easy, even if you just make breakfast.

There were four people lying in the room, and Zhang Yanming dared to go in. After walking around for a long time, he still pulled up a chair and sat down outside. What kind of thing is this?

"What are you doing sitting here?"

Zhang Yanming looked up and saw Xiaobing coming out with a sleepy yawn and a lazy look.

"Think of something. Have you slept enough?"

"Well, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night after sleeping too much." Xiaobing came over and sat directly on his lap, putting her face against his and leaning against him: "I'm still a little sleepy."

Zhang Yanming was a little nervous.

"By the way, let me ask you something. Did you read the essay collection? It's the National Day one, and the prose, poetry, and song one."

"I know. It's almost over. Do you want to participate? If you want to participate, I will go to the city to find someone to help you hand over the things. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be too late."

"Who are you looking for?"

"There are my mother's classmates in the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and they are in charge here in the city."

"Forget it, I don't have enough time. You have to think about this kind of manuscript for ten days and a half. How can it be written in two days?"

"Actually, I was still thinking about participating, wondering if I could be chosen to give it a try. Alas, I didn't learn well enough. I played a piece of music for two or three months and still didn't feel right. It was almost something."

"Composing music? Oh, you are studying music. Are you planning to write a song? Let me listen to you sing it."

Zhou Xinbing just leaned on Zhang Yanming and hummed a song with her head buried: "I didn't finish two verses, and I didn't have any lyrics, so I gave up later. Our principal also said that if I was evaluated, he would give me credit. No more. "

Zhang Yanming listened to Xiaobing humming, thought for a while and said: "I can't tell you, it's really a little bit worse, it's too gentle. This kind of song to bless the motherland should be exciting, right?"

Xiaobing smiled, and the hot breath tickled Zhang Yanming's neck: "It's still exciting. Come on, sing an exciting song and let me enjoy it."

Zhang Yanming said with a smile: "This is not just a matter of words. Well, today is your birthday, my China. In the early morning, I released a flock of white doves to bring you an olive leaf. The doves flew over the high mountains.

We wish you my China on your birthday. May you never have worries and be peaceful forever. We wish you my China on your birthday. This is the song that our children long for."

Clearing his throat, Zhang Yanming said: "That's it, right? Listen to this again. The lark flies from the blue sky, I love you China. I love you China, I love you China, I love your vigorous spring Seedlings, I love your golden fruits in autumn.

I love your green pine temperament, I love your red plum character, I love the sweet cane from your hometown, it seems that the essence nourishes my heart, I love you China, I love you China, I want to dedicate the most beautiful songs to you ,"

"Oh my God, why are you two so crazy? You have such a voice. Xiaobing, please get up and let people see what you are like." The second sister came out.

Xiaobing stood up and looked at Zhang Yanming and asked: "These are two songs? Where did you hear them?"

Zhang Yanming didn't respond: "Isn't it? It has to be this feeling, the excitement, the tremor from the bottom of my heart, which resonates when I listen to it. It doesn't sound bad when you write this, it's so peaceful."

Xiaobing grabbed Zhang Yanming's ear and twisted it: "I'm asking you if these are two songs and where did you hear them."

"I love you China, and today is your birthday, my motherland, what's wrong?"

The second sister stretched her waist and said, "It sounds pretty good. I didn't notice anything. Zhang Yanming, you still have a few more words. You have a bright voice, so you can do it."

Zhang Yanming froze for a moment, as if he had discovered something. Damn it, it couldn't be that these two songs are not here, right?

"Who sang it? Why haven't I heard it?"

really.

Zhang Yanming licked his lips: "Aren't these the lyrics I wrote before while listening to you hum the tune and singing it casually?"

"Did you write it? Write it down, write it down, where is the pen?"

Zhang Yanming broke into a cold sweat: "I sang it casually, as long as you understand the feeling."
Chapter completed!