DAVM Chapter 61.2

Xiaoyi must have quite a lot because she spent two hundred yuan as she pleased, but Ji Zhile forgot how much money he had.

Ji Jiangzhou asked quietly: “Does Zhile remember how much money he has?”

Ji Zhile stretched out his palm and counted his fingers from one to ten. He still could not remember clearly, so he asked tentatively: “Are there ten or two hundred?”

Ji Jiangzhou was completely relieved when he saw his youngest son counting with uncertainty in the end. It seemed that Ji Zhile would still not be able to count more than one hundred even after a few months of growth. He said calmly: “Yes, there is two thousand yuan.”

Ji Jiangzhou was very happy and asked him: “Then, how much do I have if Dad adds two hundred yuan just now?”

He only knows how to add and subtract simple integers within one hundred. In fact, the addition and subtraction of integers between thousands and ten thousand are similar. However, the kindergarten teacher did not teach him yet, and Ji Ningyi did not teach him. So, Ji Zhile never knew how to do it. He also found it difficult and did not take the initiative to learn it. He could only ask other people every time.

Ji Jiangzhou said, “Two thousand and two hundred yuan.”

Ji Zhile asked again: “Then, how much is left after subtracting one hundred and eighty-nine?”

“There are two thousand and eleven left.”

Ji Zhile whispered twice: “Two thousand and eleven, two thousand and eleven.”

Then, he said to Ji Jiangzhou, “Dad, I want one hundred and eighty-nine yuan. You can help me buy a skirt online.”

He had forgotten that he still had the New Year’s money. After all, it had been a long time since the New Year. Only after Xiaoyi reminded him did he remember that he still had the New Year’s money. Ji Zhile thinks to himself, it turns out that he is also rich.

He doesn’t know how to surf the Internet yet and can only play the simplest games on his mobile phone. Buying things is too complicated, so he can only ask his father to help him.

Ji Jiangzhou did not ask Ji Zhile why he wanted to buy a skirt, so he just said: “Okay.”

After all, it was Ji Zhile’s money, and Ji Zhile had the full right to use it. The compensation paid to Si Tian at that time was also because of Ji Zhile’s own doings, which was very reasonable.

The four of them finally arrived slowly at the stationery store area and happened to meet Xiaoyi who had chosen a paintbrush. As soon as the little girl saw them, she raised the paintbrush in her hand and said: “I’ve already bought it. This is the last box.”

The cashier at the checkout said: “We still have the same paintbrush here, but the packaging is different. Children can buy it by themselves if they need it.”

When Xiaoyi heard this, she opened her eyes wide and asked, “Isn’t it the last one?”

The shopping guide smiled and said, “No.”

Xiaoyi was very disappointed, and then Yu Bo asked: “Does Xiaoyi still want to buy it?”

Xiaoyi looked at it and said, “Buy!”

Ji Zhile was shocked. He pulled Ji Jiangzhou’s hand and said, “Dad, I want to buy it too.”

Ji Jiangzhou said: “If you see something you like, you can buy it.”

Ji Zhile was so happy that he immediately ran to Xiaoyi. He picked up box after box of paintbrushes next to Xiaoyi and even waved them in front of Xiaoyi. But Xiaoyi did not say like before: I’ll buy it for you for one hundred!

Ji Zhile was very disappointed. He glanced at the price of the paintbrush and was immediately shocked by the three-digit number starting with 8. It was so expensive that Ji Zhile immediately did not want to buy it.

There were still unused paint brushes at home. Xiaoyi felt strange when he picked them up and put them down again, so she asked, “Don’t you want them anymore?”

Ji Zhile lowered his voice and said, “It’s so expensive. I don’t want it anymore.”

Xiaoyi showed a thoughtful expression and then shouted: “Dad!”

“He said that paintbrushes are very expensive. Can our family afford them?”

As soon as Xiaoyi said this, Ji Jiangzhou and Yu Bo both looked at each other. Yu Bo looked at Ji Jiangzhou teasingly and said to Xiaoyi: “Dad can afford it, you can buy it with confidence. You can buy it all.”

Xiaoyi said, “I want two boxes, that’s enough.”

Ji Zhile immediately opened his eyes wide when he heard this. Bought them all…

He glanced at the stationery store. It’s so big here, and there are so many things. Can he buy them all? Xiao Yi was really rich, and Ji Zhile regretted it a bit. When he sold the Otto eggs to Xiao Yi, even if it cost three hundred, Xiaoyi would definitely buy it.

Ji Jiangzhou approached and said to Ji Zhile: “Zhile, you can buy brushes. Our family can also buy them.”

He did not know why Ji Zhile had such a big misunderstanding about the conditions of his home. He did not want Zhile and Ningyi to hesitate and consider money when buying what they wanted.

Ji Zhile thought for a while and said, “I’ll buy it after I use up all the paintbrushes at home.”

Although his father said that he could buy it, the children, who had picked up bottles and knew that making money was not easy, already had their own understanding of life.

 

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Translator’s Comment:

Oh… My cub has grown up! Mom is very proud of you, Zhile!

 

 

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