She Lives Well with the Shopping App in the 80s-Chapter 78 - Kicked Out by Your Mom

Chapter 78: Chapter 78 Kicked Out by Your Mom?

Chapter 78 -78 Kicked Out by Your Mom?

Once again, should I use this money as start-up capital?

“Xiaoxiao…”

Yun Xiaoxiao stuffed the money back, “I still have money, you hold onto it and continue doing business, I don’t even know if it’s open now?”

Open?

Shenzhen had opened up.

Zhao Tianlei planned to make another trip before the New Year; with the New Year approaching, whatever goods were generally easier to sell.

But now she had made money, his wife, because of her memory loss, was unwilling to take his money, this left him feeling unsure deep down.

“Keep it, I’m going back to the room to read for a while.”

Without giving the other a chance to respond, Yun Xiaoxiao entered the room in a few strides, not only did she close the door, but she also took out a book and started to read, her mood somewhat low.

While Tianlei frowned at the closed door, the joy from having shared money was also diminished momentarily.

His wife had lost her memory, not remembering their past.

And she no longer quarreled with him.

However, her treating him like just an ordinary person, he found very unaccustomed.

It was as if that door was a barrier that was not so easy to cross.

He now regretted not having the thick skin to stay last night; then he wouldn’t have to sleep in separate rooms from his wife.

Turning, he went back to Da Bao and Xiao Bao’s room, the little ones hadn’t slept yet, flipping through a book again with rapt attention.

It was a comic book Zhao Tianlei had brought them from a trip away from home. There were many words they didn’t recognize, but they could look at the pictures, and the two little ones were thoroughly enjoying themselves.

“Daddy…”

Xiao Bao even noticed that their dad had come onto their bed, which he found strange, so he tilted his head and asked, “Daddy, aren’t you going back to your room?”

How was Zhao Tianlei supposed to answer that?

Chased out by your mother?

Last night when he came over to sleep, the little ones had already been asleep, and in the morning, he was up earlier than the two of them, so to this day they still didn’t know that their father had been chased out last night to sleep with them.

“Can you understand what you’re reading?” Zhao Tianlei still knew how to change the subject.

Da Bao immediately said, “Daddy, there are so many words we don’t recognize.”

It’s possible to enjoy a comic book by looking at the pictures, but they had text, and Da Bao wanted to know what they meant.

“Mom, teach me and Xiao Bao the ‘Three Character Classic’.”

Xiao Bao knew this.

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“At the start of human life, nature is good, habits form from what is familiar… we don’t know what comes after that, mom hasn’t taught us yet,” said Xiao Bao.

Zhao Tianlei extended his big hand and patted both his sons’ heads, “Very smart.”

Da Bao was only five years old, Xiao Bao three.

If they were city kids, they could have gone to kindergarten by now.

But the primary school in their brigade only accepted children over seven years old.

As long as he takes the children and leaves this place, lets them see and experience the outside world.

Zhao Tianlei joined them in looking at the comic book.

Even in a brick-and-tile house, separated by a hall, one could vaguely hear a magnetic voice rising, as if telling a story.

Yun Xiaoxiao, calming her heart, wasn’t in the mood to continue reading, and could only sit on the stool, resting her chin in her hand, wondering what to do next?

Now, she used memory loss as an excuse to send the male lead off to sleep with Da Bao and Xiao Bao, but what if the male lead insists on coming back, to share a bed and just chat under the covers?

How could that be possible?

As long as they weren’t divorced, she was the female supporting character, the wife the male lead hadn’t divorced yet, and if he wanted to live as husband and wife, how many times could she resist?

As for the college entrance exams, they were in July during the seventies, meaning, from now there were almost nine months.

Not long, but not short either.