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Reborn in the 1980s: Recapture My Devoted Husband

Chapter 300 - 299: Prodigal

Author: Warm gold
updatedAt: 2025-09-20

CHAPTER 300: CHAPTER 299: PRODIGAL

In the evening, Hu Dong brought the bike over to him, "Saozi, today’s nearby goods, sold almost all out. I calculated that, in one day, there is more than twenty in income. But I have classes tomorrow, can’t set up the stall every day, it’s really a pity," Hu Dong lamented regretfully.

"What’s there to be sorry about? You need to focus on your studies now. If you want to earn big money in the future, you must learn your knowledge solidly first. If you haven’t studied well, what are you expecting to earn? Besides, the city’s cinemas aren’t open every day. A week might not even open one day, leaving only Saturday and Sunday, it doesn’t interfere much."

"Saozi, are you serious?" Hu Dong felt annoyed, he hadn’t paid much attention to this before.

"Are you dumb? You’ve been at the cinema entrance for two days, wouldn’t you find an opportunity to ’befriend’ the ticket sellers? Ask about the dates or something."

Hu Dong slapped his forehead, "I really don’t understand this."

"Sunflower seeds and popcorn aren’t expensive stuff, give them when needed. More relationships make things easier, you know?"

"Saozi said it, I’ll remember, definitely learn from Saozi well in the future."

"What I know isn’t much either, some things rely on personal exploration, after practicing for a long time, naturally you’ll understand more. It’s getting late, I won’t keep you," Lin Wan didn’t plan to keep him.

When Hu Dong left, he left a lot of sunflower seeds and popcorn for Lin Wan.

Thinking about the bicycle purchase for the in-laws, Lin Wan quickly took some and went to the front yard.

"Alright, tomorrow I’ll talk to Qingqing when I meet her. If there’s a suitable one, I’ll let you know."

"Mm."

"Xiao Wan, where is this popcorn popped? It’s so sweet," Liang Hongmei, eating caramel-flavored popcorn, couldn’t stop.

"Right at the street corner there, when I popped it, I didn’t use their saccharin, put some brown sugar myself. Mom, don’t eat too much, be careful not to get inflamed."

"Added brown sugar, no wonder," her daughter is good everywhere, just spends money a bit recklessly, putting brown sugar on popcorn, such a waste. Don’t know if Han Yi finds out, what will he think about his daughter; now there aren’t many daughters-in-law as spendthrift as her daughter. Speaking of this son-in-law, haven’t heard from him for more than half a year, wonder what’s going on.

Lin Wan didn’t know about Liang Hongmei’s complaint, if she knew, she’d definitely roll her eyes at her mom. If you don’t spend, can it be this tasty?

The next day, Lin Wan got up as usual to help mom prepare for the morning market. Before leaving, she said she needed the tricycle and told mom not to ride it today.

At this time, families like them having two bicycles and one tricycle are rare.

But except the new one in her dowry, the others are old.

A bit after eight, Lin Wan rode the tricycle to the recycling plant. Pulled all six batches of fabric back.

It cost more than seventy yuan total. Two hundred-stripe for two batches, one batch blue, one batch red, two of small floral prints.

After returning home, Lin Wan carefully inspected them, then went to the study, drew out styles of the currently popular thermal tops and pants.

Designed two sets for adolescents, roughly for middle and high school kids at this time.

For younger kids, she didn’t make any.

Roughly calculated, she could make more than one thousand pieces of clothing.

During the evening class, Lin Wan mentioned to two people about her plan to make and sell a batch of thermal tops and pants, "By that time, you must help me sell them. Five cents commission per piece."

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