Everyone's been reborn, so who would bother finding a wife on their own?

Chapter 22 The Right Moment

"Song Huan, the entrance exam for junior high school is coming up soon, and you're not home studying every day. What are you doing?!"

Xiao Yunqing's voice came from behind, filled with anger.

Song Huan walked ahead without turning her head.

"Big sister, if you want to go back, go back yourself. Don't follow me, okay?"

"No!"

Xiao Yunqing caught up and grabbed his backpack strap.

"I'll keep an eye on you for Aunt Zhang!"

Song Huan stopped and turned to look at her.

Her face was flushed, her eyes were wide open, and her ponytail swayed as she ran.

Song Huan felt a little annoyed. "Why are you staring at me? Do you think I'm going to run away?"

"You just want to run away!" Xiao Yunqing said angrily.

Song Huan was speechless.

Ignoring her, I continued walking.

Xiao Yunqing followed behind, holding onto his backpack strap tightly.

"Don't tear my backpack!"

"Fine, let's just say it!"

The two of them walked for about ten minutes, pulling and tugging at each other.

Finally, it stopped in front of an internet cafe.

The storefront is small, with a sign that reads "StarCraft Internet Cafe". A thick curtain hangs at the entrance, obscuring the view inside.

Xiao Yunqing's eyes widened.

"Well, Song Huan, you actually dared to come to an internet cafe! I'm going to tell Aunt Zhang! You're dead meat, you're finished!"

Song Huan ignored her and went inside, lifting the curtain.

"Hey hey!"

Xiao Yunqing quickly chased after him.

The room was dimly lit and filled with the smell of smoke. Rows of people sat in front of computers, mostly young people, but a few looked like middle school students.

A young man with dyed blond hair was sitting at the front desk and glanced at him.

"Underage?"

"Charge for one hour."

Without asking any further questions, the blond-haired man took the money and gave him a card.

Song Huan took the card and sat down at a machine in a corner.

Xiao Yunqing followed her in, and as soon as she lifted the curtain, she was choked by the smell of smoke and started coughing.

She pinched her nose, frowned, and slowly moved in, sitting down next to Song Huan.

"Cough cough... It's so pungent here..."

"I told you not to come in."

"How can I keep an eye on you if I don't come in!"

Xiao Yunqing covered her nose, her brows furrowed.

But she didn't leave; she just sat there, muttering to herself.

"You have exams coming up soon, and you still come to a place like this."

"If Aunt Zhang finds out, what will you do?"

"And Teacher Xie, he said we're not allowed to go to internet cafes, and that everyone should learn from you..."

Song Huan ignored her and stared at the screen.

How could he come to a place like this?

[The people here don't look like good people.]

[Will he go astray...? Will he come every day from now on...?]

Song Huan heard her thoughts and sighed.

He turned to look at her.

"I'm just here to look at some things, I'll go back after I'm done."

Xiao Yunqing was stunned for a moment, then her eyes suddenly lit up.

"real?"

"Um."

"So, you'll come back with me after you've finished watching?"

"Um."

Xiao Yunqing immediately smiled, but quickly suppressed it, and said with a straight face, "Then hurry up, I still need to go back and review."

Song Huan ignored her, turned her head, and tapped a few keys on the keyboard.

He opened a website.

The stock market.

Rows of red and green numbers popped up on the screen, densely packed together.

Xiao Yunqing leaned over and took a look.

"What is this?"

"stock."

What are stocks?

Song Huan did not answer.

His eyes lit up as he stared at the numbers on the screen.

It's 2001 now.

It was precisely when the stock market was booming.

Those stocks that will rise hundreds of times in the future are currently going unnoticed.

Those companies that will one day be worth hundreds of billions are currently trading at pitifully low prices.

This is the right opportunity.

In his previous life, he lived for over thirty years, watching others make money by investing in stocks and buying houses, while he could only work as a beast of burden with a 996 work schedule.

Back then, he always thought, "If only I could go back to the past, I could just buy a few stocks and make money without even lifting a finger."

He's really back now.

However, we've been poor for nine years now, from kindergarten onwards.

I only have a few dollars of pocket money given to me by my mom every day, and I have to calculate how much I can afford to buy a bottle of Coke.

He couldn't bear to watch this opportunity slip away.

Song Huan stared at the screen, feeling itchy inside.

How much does Moutai cost now?

Vanke's stock price shouldn't have gone up yet, right?

And that...

He looked at each item one by one, and the more he looked, the more excited he became.

Then he saw his balance.

zero.

He doesn't even have the money to open an account, let alone buy stocks.

I only have a few dollars a day, and I've saved up a few hundred dollars now, which isn't even enough to buy a new one.

Song Huan leaned back in her chair and sighed.

You have to make money.

I need to make money quickly.

"Have you finished reading?"

Xiao Yunqing urged her from the side; she couldn't sit still any longer.

"We've been looking at this for half an hour already, what's so interesting about it?"

Song Huan turned to look at her.

She covered her nose, frowned, and her eyes were a little red from the smell of smoke.

But he stayed there and didn't leave.

"Alright, let's go."

He sighed, got off the plane, and stood up.

Xiao Yunqing's eyes lit up, and she immediately stood up, grabbing his sleeve and pulling him outside.

She took a deep breath as she left the internet cafe.

"The air outside is much better."

Then she started rambling again.

"You're not allowed to come here anymore."

"understood."

"You're really not allowed to come."

"I see."

"If you come again, I'll really tell Aunt Zhang."

"I really understand."

Xiao Yunqing glared at him, but seeing that his attitude was alright, she smiled again.

"Let's go back and study. The exam is in a month, so you need to prepare well."

"Um."

"Let me tell you, Yucai No.1 Middle School is extremely difficult to get into. My cousin didn't get in last year. But we're sure we can get in, right?"

"Uh-huh."

"Wouldn't it be great if we went to school together and came home together?"

"Mmm-hmm-hmm."

Song Huan walked ahead, listening to her chattering behind her.

[You absolutely must get into Yucai No.1 High School!]

[Being with him means I have to supervise his studies!]

Song Huan seemed not to have heard at all. By the time Xiao Yunqing came to her senses, he had already walked ahead.

"Hey, Song Huan, are you even listening to me?!"

Xiao Yunqing caught up and was about to get angry when she suddenly noticed that Song Huan had stopped.

He stood in front of a utility pole, staring at the "GG" sticker on it.

"Hiring college students for part-time work, distributing flyers. Easy work, flexible hours, daily payment, salary negotiable."

Below is a phone number.

Xiao Yunqing leaned over and took a look.

Why are you looking at this?

Song Huan didn't say anything, but reached out, tore off the GG, folded it neatly, and stuffed it into her pocket.

"Alright, let's go."

Xiao Yunqing was stunned.

"You...you're going to hand out flyers?"

"Um."

Why?

Song Huan glanced at her.

"make money."

Xiao Yunqing opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Why does he need to make money?

His family isn't poor.

He doesn't usually have many expenses.

And with exams coming up soon, instead of studying, he's handing out flyers?

Xiao Yunqing grew angrier the more she thought about it.

He's been distracted ever since he started.

I used to go to internet cafes to watch things I couldn't understand, and now I have to hand out flyers.

She said so much, but how much of it did he listen to?

Is she really that unimportant?

Xiao Yunqing stood there, watching his back as he continued to walk forward, feeling wronged.

He wasn't listening to me at all...

[I've spent so much time with him, and he still ignores me...]

[I must tell Aunt Zhang tonight...]

As she was thinking, she suddenly saw Song Huan buy something at a milk tea shop ahead, and then turn around and walk back.

There was an extra cup in my hand.

"Here, I bought this for you."

Xiao Yunqing looked down.

It's a cup of honey grapefruit tea, still steaming.

"It's sweet and sour, that should suit your taste."

Xiao Yunqing was stunned.

She looked up at him.

Song Huan stood there, holding the cup of tea, waiting for her to take it.

Xiao Yunqing turned her head away.

"don't want."

Song Huan didn't move; she kept holding it up.

Xiao Yunqing waited for a while, but didn't hear him leave.

She glanced at him again, stealing a look.

He was still holding it up.

She bit her lip and reluctantly reached out to take it.

[Next time... I'll definitely tell Aunt Zhang next time.]

Song Huan smiled, turned around and walked forward.

Xiao Yunqing followed behind, holding the cup of honey grapefruit tea.

I took a sip.

It really is sweet and sour.

[It tastes pretty good...]

[No, Xiao Yunqing, you can't be bought off by a drink!]

[but……]

She took another sip.

A slight upturn appeared at the corners of her mouth.

Song Huan, who was walking ahead, heard her thoughts and smiled.

The setting sun cast long shadows of the two of them.

Xiao Yunqing, holding a drink, followed behind him, still muttering to herself.

"I really have to go back to study tomorrow."

"understood."

"You're not allowed to go to internet cafes anymore."

"understood."

"And you're not allowed to hand out any flyers."

"……knew."

Xiao Yunqing nodded in satisfaction.

Then he muttered something under his breath.

"Then I forgive you."