Jiang Xiaobai held a thick fur ticket in his hand. He didn't have much money, but he was all one or two cents.

There are only a few cents, only a few pictures.

The account book is placed in front of me, with a beautiful font, but it is very powerful and has a very strong back. It records how much money I made today and how much money I made today.

It is actually a bit like a diary, but Yin Xiaoyin's diary is just about how much money she earns every day.

Jiang Xiaobai looked through the contents in the diary seriously.

"On January 16, 1987, my brother's classmates were wearing Jiang Xiaobai's clothes. When my brother talked about it, he was very flirting. Although he didn't say he wanted it, I knew he must have wanted it very much.

But my brother is very sensible and knows that it is not easy for grandparents to make money. The Chinese New Year is about to be celebrated. It has been three years since I haven’t worn new clothes during the Chinese New Year.”

"On January 17, 1987, today, I was outside. My brother looked at Xiao Ming's new clothes from his neighbor's next door for a long time. I also saw the small plaid shirt next to me. If I wear it on my brother, it will definitely look good."

"On January 19, 1987, my brother's birthday will be in a few months. I have not celebrated my birthday only since my parents passed away. I want to earn money for my brother to sell new clothes as my brother's birthday gift..."

Yin Xiaoyin's diary was a bit scattered, but Jiang Xiaobai read it very seriously.

"On January 25, 1987, today the uncle from the soda factory promised me that I could move soda and make money. My brother's new clothes were settled. I'm so happy..."

"On February 3, 1987, I moved seventy boxes of soda today and earned seven cents. If the teacher hadn't left more homework today, I could have moved dozens of boxes, so I would have the strength."

"On February 4, 1987, I moved 120 boxes of soda today and earned 120 cents. I have saved more than ten yuan, and I have taken a step further from selling my brother's new clothes.

My younger brother will definitely be very happy after putting on his new clothes. After leaving his parents, my younger brother has not been really happy for a long time."

“…………………”

"On February 29, 1987, I had saved 53.60 cents. Last weekend, I took the bus to Jiang Xiaobai Clothing Store in the city and asked about the price of the clothes. The red sportswear cost 56 yuan, which was only 2.40 cents. If I moved more, I would be able to earn enough money to buy clothes for my brother in two days."

"On March 2, 1987, I had saved up fifty-six dollars today. Although I was very tired, I was very happy. Grandma was still coughing every day. Tomorrow I would continue to move soda. If I could earn some money for my grandma to buy medicine, my grandma would be more comfortable..."

Teacher Liu, who was standing beside him, had already held Yin Xiaoyin in his arms.

"The teacher believes in you, the teacher believes in you."

"March 29, 1987, today is my brother's birthday. Yesterday I went to the city to buy the sportswear for my brother. My brother was very happy to wear the new sportswear and was very happy.

But after my brother was happy, he asked me to return my wife and said he didn't like it. I knew my brother was because his family had no money.

So I told him that the clothes that cannot be returned were bought at a discount.”

"On April 10, 1987, today I washed my brother's sportswear and it was broken. I was so stupid. Why did I wash my brother's sportswear? I..."

Jiang Xiaobai put down his diary for a long time and looked at the girl who was held in her arms by Teacher Liu, tall and thin, with a dirty face.

"Xiaoyin, come here." Jiang Xiaobai said softly.

"Uncle, I..." Yin Xiaoyin came over, and was about to explain, but was interrupted by Jiang Xiaobai.

"Uncle believes in you. What the uncle is asking you is because he wants to know how you, a little girl, saved so much money. It's not that you don't believe in you. If you don't believe in you, you will not come here, right?" Jiang Xiaobai explained to Yin Xiaoyin seriously.

"Yeah, yeah." Yin Xiaoyin nodded repeatedly, and tears in her eyes finally flowed down.

"They said that my brother's clothes were fake, and the ones they bought were fake, but they were not real at all. They said that I didn't sell them in a clothing store..." Yin Xiaoyin said even more.

"Uncle believes in you, uncle believes in you," Jiang Xiaobai said repeatedly.

"I have moved for two months, does my hands hurt? Are you tired?"

"Not tired," Yin Xiaoyin shook her head.

"Go and take out the clothes for your uncle, and see, uncle." Jiang Xiaobai said.

"Yeah," Yin Xiaoyin nodded, went to the closet to take out her sportswear.

It is a big red sportswear top, neatly folded.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the fur ball on the top of the clothes and opened the clothes with a gloomy face. He saw that the clothes had been opened in a slit from his armpits and directly to the bottom.

However, now the clothes are sewn with a thread of the same color.

The clothes are sewn pretty well, with dense stitches.

However, Jiang Xiaobai looked at the dense stitches on it like an ugly scar, embarrassing.

Jiang Xiaobai grabbed other parts of the clothes and pulled them gently, and then found that another sleeve was also pulled.

Yin Xiaoyin opened her mouth, feeling heartbroken, but she bit her lips without making a sound.

Jiang Xiaobai grabbed the clothes and threw them directly on Shi Sheng.

"Look at it, is this a clothing factory produced? If it is produced like this, I think it will be closed directly,"

The sweat on Shi Sheng's forehead was flowing down, and he didn't dare to say a word.

If this is really the clothes produced by Jiang Xiaobai's clothing factory, he would not know whether the clothing factory is closed or not, but he knew that he would definitely not be able to do it, as the factory manager.

Shi Sheng took the clothes and looked carefully, then shook his head with certainty and said, "Director Xiaobai, this is not the case. The stitches produced in the factory will not be exposed outside.

For places like clothes, those we factory will have two lines, and there will be a small sign for clothes we factory in this place…”

Shi Sheng explained that Yin Xiaoyin, who was standing beside him, felt wronged and wanted to speak.

However, Jiang Xiaobai spoke in time: "Xiaoyin, don't worry, uncle believes in you, it's not your problem. Maybe something happened elsewhere. Don't worry, uncle will definitely give you an explanation."

"Let's do this, Xiaoyin, would you please take your uncle to the city's clothing store?" Jiang Xiaobai said.

"Teacher Liu, I'll bother you," Jiang Xiaobai said to Teacher Liu again.

Teacher Liu nodded and said with no useless thought: "Director Xiaobai, you must figure this problem out. Give us Xiaoyin an explanation."

"Okay, don't worry." Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said affirmatively.

"I'm going to go to the soda factory at that time and tell the uncle that I won't be able to move soda at noon." Yin Xiaoyin said.
Chapter completed!