"Bad!" Old Liu angrily said: "You are lazy when you are at home. Can you still expect you to be diligent outside? Is it possible? If you don't do your own job, you can do other people's good things?"

Liu Xincheng blushed and stammered: "That's because my mother is at home, and she has done it for me. I am used to being natural, so I do less. But outside, I do it very well. Although I quit the job at the newspaper, you can go and inquire with your old friends. I have never slacked off for a day. As long as it is my job, I have to complete every article and every manuscript seriously. If someone hires me with money, I have to do my job well. This is my basic principle of being a human being."

"Since that's the case, why don't you continue to work hard?" Old Liu frowned and smiled bitterly: "Child, do you think it's easy to get into an iron job like the provincial daily? Your dad licked his face and asked for help. In addition, you can get a college diploma and finally got this job. You are so lucky, but you quit when you turn around and work unhappy. Behind your elegance is the countless blood and tears of your dad and your mom. How can you be so free and easy?"

Liu Xincheng was quiet and whispered: "It's not that I don't understand your hard work to raise us, but I... I don't like the unchanging job. Dad, I really can't imagine a job that takes thirty or forty years - I can't imagine it! I've been working for less than three or four months, and I'm almost crazy! Do you know? I don't like it, but I have to force me to do it myself, and I have to do it. I can't stand it after three or four months. If you ask me to do it for thirty or forty years - then you might as well kill you!"

Old Liu sighed and shook his head: "What did I kill you? Why did I raise you? Your brother is a man, and I like him to stay steady for the rest of his life, let alone you are a woman. Go out and ask, who doesn't want his child to live a stable life?"

Speaking of this, Lao Liu whispered: "Your mother and I are not powerful parents. We are ordinary and ordinary parents. We don't expect you to be rich and prosperous and live a stable life. You are a girl, twenty-three years old, and you are just a flower-like age, but you are in trouble outside. How can your mother and I not worry? How big is it that we can feel at ease?"

Liu Xincheng was a little afraid to continue, but he was still hard on his neck.

"I'm just for the time being. I'll find a job soon... When I get rich and famous, when I get ahead, you and mom will believe that my choice and decision are correct."

Old Liu sighed tiredly, and paused with chopsticks in his hand, feeling that the delicious dishes on the table could not be eaten.

"Xiao Xue, have you heard it? This is called youthful recklessness, but in fact it can also be called 'young ignorance'."

Xue Ling smiled softly and slowly ate the meat soup.

"You, don't be too excited, your children will be blessed by their children."

Old Liu sighed: "Think about it, when you came to the newspaper office, you were probably only in your twenties. You were younger than her now, but why weren't you crazy?"

Liu Xincheng was dissatisfied with her father's criticism of herself and whispered: "Sister Xue didn't resign in the end? If she hadn't quit her job, she would still have a job worth more than 200 yuan. Not to mention such a large building, she couldn't afford a small shop here."

Old Liu got angry and glared: "What are you talking nonsense! Xiao Xue is doing things down-to-earth, are you? Can you compare with her? You can't even compare with her hair!"

"Okay." Xue Ling patted Lao Liu's arm and smiled, "Don't always blame her. If you think she made the right choice, then give her a chance to face her life well, which is also good. She has her path, she has her life, and you have the responsibility to raise her, but you can't help her live a lifetime, and you can't arrange her life for her, right?"

Old Liu sighed long and was powerless: "It's not that I don't support it, it's that she is too ambitious. If she can stabilize and make some savings, I may not stop her from doing whatever she wants. But look, she doesn't even have a place to live now, and she talks about ideals and futures. If ideals are based on empty talk, can it be considered an ideal? If there is no bread, there is no life. If you starve to death, what are the ideals?"

"Your dad is right." Seeing that the father and daughter couldn't stop, Xue Ling had to think about inserting the topic, "Xiao Liu, don't just see the glory of pursuing ideals. The sadness and hard work behind it are immeasurable. You used me as an analogy just now, but you actually don't understand the hardships of my entrepreneurial process. When I met your dad, the newspaper was going to hire an English editor. I was not a professional editor at first, but your dad was really short of people and was eager to use it, so he nodded and asked me to stay. My salary was 180 yuan in the first month, and it only started 200 yuan in the second month."

Thinking of all the things back then, Xue Ling couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"Every morning, go home in the evening, and work part-time at night as a translator. My husband goes to the supply and marketing cooperative to sell things during the day and at night to do odd jobs to carry goods at the dock. At that time, we were all full of ideals, but we never dared to quit our jobs easily because we couldn't live without a job. As more and more translators work, our days began to stabilize. Slowly, I invested in the money I used to make other money, and accumulated bit by bit. I had to choose to start a business, and I had to have some guarantees and not be out of reality."

Liu Xincheng dared not refute and whispered: "I know... I was quite impulsive when I resigned. But I really don't like that job, and I'm simply suffering from it."

Xue Ling smiled slightly and explained: "I didn't like editorial work at that time, but in order to live, I still insisted until the beginning of the next year. For life and bread, sometimes I really have to bow my head and endure it. Your father is right, you can't be willful in life. Fortunately, you don't have a family and no children behind you, otherwise everyone else will have to live with you."

Liu Xincheng was quiet and dared not refute anymore.

Xue Ling asked with a smile: "Can you tell me what your ideal is? Or should I ask-What kind of work do you want to do?"

Liu Xincheng wanted to speak but stopped, so he glanced at Lao Liu secretly and finally said, "I want to... make money by selling tapes."

Xue Ling was stunned, unexpectedly, her ideal would be to sell things.

Old Liu held his forehead and sighed, unable to speak.

Xue Ling couldn't help asking: "Do you want to sell things?"

"Well." Liu Xincheng whispered: "Although I always say I'm ideal, I really don't know what I want to do most at first. But every time I pass by someone's store, I always stop unconsciously, guessing whether such a store can make money, the cost, the price, and the profit it can get. Just think about it for a moment, I feel very happy. After I came to the imperial capital, I found that the business of selling tapes was very hot, so I... I wanted to sell tapes."

Lao Liu asked back: "Do you have the capital? Do you know where to buy goods? Do you know where to sell them best to make money?"

"I know!" Liu Xincheng embarrassedly: "Apart from not having capital, I have already figured out the others."

Old Liu said "hehe" and laughed sarcastically, "What else can I say? You are a college graduate. If you don't do a good job, you don't want to go to work in the company. You would rather do some sales. If it's a big company's sales, it's okay to set up a store like others, then is the book you read still worth? It's better not to study at the beginning, and we can save some money!"
Chapter completed!