Just like that one afternoon, slowly walking through the streets, when he ran the car again, when he was walking again. Kiet he again returned to the small neighbor of a life full of thorns and turbulent past life, rapid changes, which no one could think of ten years later.
But now looking back to see how dear the scenery is, the small house is located next to the grocery store, the iron door is made of iron grilles B40, and also carries a few corrugated iron sheets, painted in the color of the water. oxide primer. The house knows how many ups and downs of the rain and sunshine of Thieu Kiet's life, the paint has gone through many years of discoloration. The door lock chain was made from a second motorbike slug that was connected by an iron lock. On both sides of the door are two cement pillars, scanned with white lime made by uneven meshes. So the bottom of the lock had a blank space, where many times Lack Kiet came out to hide and hide from her mother when she was young.
These images suddenly rushed back in the moment. Defeated against the bike, he reached into his pocket, pulled out a key to open the homemade chain with the other slug. Putting the car into the house, he took the water from the faucet right in the yard, the parking yard is also the place for two Lus with chinaware, not knowing when. Looking at the clock hanging on the wall of the house was almost 6 pm.
Looking at the desk I have a small piece of paper, watching the words on the lacking of Kiet paper, my mother is like that, going to work at all times leaving a message like this. Temperament hasn't changed, no matter how big he is. Going back to work when I didn't see my mother, there was a note on the table that recorded the message for him. Reading what was on the paper, Kiet smiled. "Mother
cooked rice and then, still in the pot on the stove food. Mother working the night shift today, tomorrow mom, children at home studying, I remember locking the door off the lights before going to bed!
" On the inscription on a piece of paper, in the heart of a Missing Masterpiece still raised that embitter. Looking around my home just like yesterday, those years, staying in the mind of Kiet, cannot fade away. Every happening is going to make people unable to imagine.
Instead of hurrying the shirt to the desk, take out a notebook that has not used any pages. Kiet started writing, in previous lives stories like no, all births are on websites like truyencv.com. Although Thieu Kiet has read it a few times, he also once wished to be born to be born sometime. But not thinking about it is in a situation like this. Knowledge is there, knowing in advance what happens also, but how to do it. In the absence of the most important thing, it is "Money". In the previous life, he always had a sentence with his mother, his house often did not lack anything, only missing every money.
Searching back in memory, things can make money, to change the future, make Kiet sit down in front of the desk. The white book is in front of you, the pen rotates around in your hand. Sighing hard, there was no thing, could make money quickly in this time period. Annoying annoying, it's current feelings of Missing
Masterpieces. Toss on the desk pen, Major Jay left his desk, went out for a walk, for the mind relax. In order to think of certain facts, he missed. Walked
out of the house, Mrs. Nhung neighbor is also the grocery store next door, see Missing Masterpieces call. -
boy! After school, after school, I can't see anything. -
What does not she? Miss Kiet answered Mrs. Nhung.
Often, Thieu Kiet often asked Mrs. Nhung to buy, buy household goods for sale, because often her son went out, rarely helped her. So Ms. Nhung often called him to buy help, each time like that for Thieu Kiet with little money. Although not much, but Miss Kiet is enough to spend a day. -
Ah! I wanted to ask my child to buy some goods for her, and the house ran out of stock without anyone. I'll go buy it for you according to this list! Said
Major Jay then put into the hands of a sheet of paper, write on it the list of the missing goods, and a roll of money is tied up. Taking the bike out and going to buy things according to Ba Nhung's list, Thieu Kiet is no stranger to wholesale price stores, according to the way people say it as a first-class agent, the shippers, or small and retail sellers.
Most people in these shops, were familiar with Miss Kiet. He's waiting for the goods, from the staff here. Mr. Kiet, he did not pay much attention, the people around him. Suddenly the conversation of the two people next to them, fascinated Thieu Kiet. -
Really! So I let my son get married a little late! Just last July, the price of gold increased, so it cost me money to buy gold wedding. -
She is doing so well where to get! Marry whoever is a little girl! I also don't know when it will always turn up. Missing
Masterpieces this time, new smiling, having fun with her two grandmothers. -
She fell much gold today? I watch to save money to buy with! Not until tomorrow will you die when you get married again!
Knowing that he was kidding, because several times he saw this kid go to buy goods to sell like himself, they also thought that the Thieu Kiet house was well-off. -
The devil! Lo school! What my wife and I don't know, it's time for you to marry! I don't know when. Said,
two people laughed, smiled Missing Masterpieces follow. Take the shopping bag from the staff hand to me, then climb on the bicycle to go back. On the
way, he also looked at some jewelry stores, gold prices see table to the front.
Through the conversation of two people, Thieu Kiet knows that the price of gold will increase, not only increase, but it will also create a fever next year. If you want to speculate on gold, then the problem is "Money". Lacking Kiệt is also frustrated, just seeing the road before his eyes, it is closed by a large door. Sighing
first task this time is to make money, but with him now is what are the immediate difficulties, just with money, he can do many things, to develop later. About
putting shopping bags for Mrs. Nhung, he felt annoyed very uncomfortable, but he can not tell anyone, in self-talk.
"There is little to know in the future, when there is no money in the bag, want to change as well."
Then hear the voice in the ear. -
Jay, Jay! Do you have anything?
Seeing Mrs. Nhung look at her, he also knew that he was dismayed for a moment. -
Hey residual bit loose, the bird that user.
Nhung said, Suddenly remembering something, then screaming like catching something important, making Nhung startled. -
Box of Secrets! -
He Devils la something? Missing
Masterpieces ran away, leaving her sitting there looking after themselves Nhung said. -
What this guy, what are we today? Runs
into the house, Missing Masterpieces right to the closet, pulled hard up, as if to disassemble the drawer. He remembers in his previous life, the time to go shopping like this, for Mrs. Nhung. He was all sneaking, put in a wooden box, in the closet.
Because once, there was something, my mother worried that he gave it to my mother, and didn't care how much money there was. However, he knew, there was not much money in that wooden box. Because after giving the box to his mother, the whole month after that, he can do it every day, his mother makes the dishes he likes. Actually,
since his middle primary school, has put money in the box, the time like on a lot more, the other party wardrobe, he was no longer to map often face, but only Keep old ones rarely used. Oh well, the wooden box looks like that. But taking up more than half of the cupboard, above just to get some clothes. Not to mention, when he was in middle school, every afternoon he ran to sell paper, lottery results also brought money to go there.
Looking at all the items removed, the wooden box was also pulled out of the drawer. Although it is simple, it is not locked. But look at it now, like a promising future, changing a life. Just like that, Kiet took all his calm and took the box to bed. Sat
open wooden box, look like simple, but very important moment. Kiet is worried, is the money in it, enough for him to change the future. The sentence seemed to be playing around in his head. Whether
this time was, faced with something that could change the destiny of a human being, from the penultimate layer of society, progress to new heights. It was like a Pandora box, of a Greek myth.
Slowly open the box, the thing that Miss Kiet did not expect, the change of 5 thousand, 10 thousand, 20 thousand billboards poured out. It was repressed, so it came out of the box, fell on the mattress bed, a very big corner, but also Kiet did not expect it. In his previous life completely, without knowing it, I saved such a large amount of money. When he gave his mother the box. He only said that he was, I have saved some money. In the cupboard there is a wooden household, I need it to take it, then ride it out. But now, looking at a pile of money, lots of denominations on the bed, he himself found something wrong.
He began to reorganize the notes one by one, in denominations. So time passed, it was more than two hours. Sitting and counting each sheet of money, low denomination and then high, all the money, also made Kiet startled. Nearly 15 million dong, exactly 14,892,000 (write it for the actual number: D).
Breathing sighed, though the number was not large, it was not more than a month's salary in the previous life, but he went to work but now. This amount is not small either. Missing
Masterpieces exclamation, say out loud.
-Right! Old grandparents had verses and great achievements. Unexpectedly, every day a little, but it amounted to such amount.
Just like that, Miss Kiet struggled to bring money and put it into his bag every day. He lay down on the bed, thinking about the upcoming solutions. to change the future, with the money he has.