Reborn 1990: Make a fortune and become well-off

"How could the household registration book be wrong?" Lin Meihui was so anxious that tears were about to fall out. She took the household registration book again and checked it. After taking a clear look at the numbers on it, she felt completely lost and visibly depressed.

Song Yi couldn't bear it. He didn't expect that Lin Meihui was not old enough. Although he felt that it was too irresponsible for Lin Meihui to get the certificate so quickly, he couldn't bear to see Lin Meihui looking so disappointed.

"Are you hungry? Why don't we go eat first?" Song Yi suggested.

Lin Meihui didn't have any thoughts about eating, so she could only be led by Song Yi and found a small restaurant to sit down. Song Yi couldn't figure out Lin Meihui's taste, so he picked a few signature dishes and ordered them, then took the bowls and chopsticks and poured them with hot water. After going through it once, he placed it in front of Lin Meihui.

"The sky is big and the earth is big, food is the biggest thing," Song Yi comforted, "It doesn't matter if you are not old enough. At the worst, we can wait for another year."

"Don't worry, since I agreed to marry you, I will never go back on it unless you regret it." Seeing Lin Meihui's lack of reaction, Song Yi comforted her awkwardly.

This is not a matter of waiting another year.

Lin Meihui thought dejectedly that the Lin family would definitely not let her go without getting the certificate. What should she do to avoid marrying into the Zhang family.

"Are you worried about things at home?" Song Yi seemed to know what she was thinking, "If you are worried, I will rent you a room in the city and you can live in the city. Don't go home yet. When the limelight passes, your family will naturally not force you to marry into the Zhang family."

The reason why Song Yi didn't talk about living in his own place was because Lin Meihui, a girl's family, would damage the reputation.

Seeing that Lin Meihui showed no sign of being happy, Song Yi racked his brains again: "You eat first. After you finish eating, I will take you to play, okay?"

"Where are we going to play?" Lin Meihui said gloomily.

"Keep it secret." Song Yi was left in suspense.

At this point, she could only take one step at a time. After a while, Lin Meihui's mood had improved a lot. When the food came, Lin Meihui discovered that most of the dishes Song Yi ordered were in line with her taste.

"Brother Song Yi, this is a bit too expensive."

Looking at the white-faced steamed buns on the table, Lin Meihui couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Although they are now wealthier than before the reform and opening up, most of them are poor and eat mostly cornmeal.

Song Yi smiled, picked up a chopstick dish and put it in her bowl: "I don't know what you like, so I randomly ordered a few. If they don't suit the taste, let's go eat something else."

"That's enough." Lin Meihui felt warm in her heart.

Seeing Lin Meihui devouring her food, Song Yi was thinking about her family's financial situation.

Three generations of the Song family have been farming. They have no foundation and no labor force. The family's financial situation is very tight.Although the boss of the mine compensated him with some money, it took a lot of money from his grandmother to raise him alone over the years.

Now, one more pair of chopsticks.

Song Yi felt worried and thought about finding a better way to make a living.

After eating, Song Yi took Lin Meihui out again.

Lin Meihui had long forgotten what Song Yi had just said. When she was taken to the department store, Song Yi led her to the door of a clothes store and pushed her inside, and she was startled.

"Brother Song Yi, what are we doing here?" Lin Meihui said, turned around and wanted to leave.

The store was spacious and bright. When the salesperson next to her saw them coming in, she came over with a smile and asked, "Sir, you have such a good taste. Does he bring..." She was a little unsure of Lin Meihui's identity, "My sister is here to buy clothes." Well, we just got a few batches of fashionable styles, why not try them first?"

Song Yi didn't care much about the name she called her, but Lin Meihui was different. Just now she was dragging Song Yi to go out. When the salesperson said this, she seriously retorted: "I'm not his sister, I'm his wife!"

"Ah, I'm sorry." The salesperson said with an apology on her face.

Song Yi didn't think much about it and stared at the bright red floral skirt beside him. It reminded him of the character in the Cunkou movie who seemed to be wearing just this one, so he asked, "What do you think of this?"

"Sir, you have really good taste. This is the most fashionable item in the big city. It sells for four cents a foot."

"Brother Song Yi, it's a square foot. If you convert it, this dress costs six or seven yuan." Lin Meihui approached Song Yi, lowered her voice, her cheeks were a little blushing, "The clothes in this store are too expensive, I don't want them anymore."

As soon as Lin Meihui came closer, Song Yi could smell her scent.

It's not an unpleasant smell, but a faint fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose.

His heart skipped a beat, his back tensed nervously, and the fingers hanging by his side moved: "Do you like it?"

"I like it, but..."

Song Yi probably wasn't used to being so close to her. He coughed and took a few steps back. The salesperson took off the skirt with a clothes pole and stuffed it into Lin Meihui's arms with a smile: "Would you like to try it on first? The clothes are not good." As for the upper body, I don’t know if it looks good or not.”

Lin Meihui held the clothes with some embarrassment, subconsciously wanting to refuse, but as soon as she raised her head, she met Song Yi's slightly expectant eyes. She moved for a moment, and before she could react, she was pushed behind the curtain.

Lin Meihui had never worn this kind of dress before, so she was a little awkward after changing her clothes. It took her a long time to get out.

"This dress suits you so well," the salesperson praised without hesitation, "Girl, you have fair skin and you look so good in this dress. I have been selling this dress for half a month, and you are the first person I have seen wearing it that looks so good. people."

Lin Meihui's ears turned red from the praise, and she looked up at Song Yi with some embarrassment: "Brother Song Yi, do you look good?"

Song Yi had always known that Lin Meihui was good-looking, but he never imagined that she would look even more beautiful in a skirt.

His face flushed slightly and he tilted his head sheepishly: "It looks good."

"Sir, would you like to buy one for your wife?" the salesperson asked enthusiastically from the side.

Lin Meihui didn't want it at first, but because she said "wife", she immediately felt at ease, and she was slower to say her rejection.

When Song Yi clicked on the cloth ticket, Lin Meihui felt a pain in her heart.

But Song Yi didn't notice it and thought she had something else he liked: "How about you pick two more items?"

Lin Meihui's expression changed, and before the salesperson was about to speak, she said "No," and pulled Song Yi out.

She was afraid that if she was one step slower, Song Yi's ticket would be much less.