Chapter 323: So, Have You Ever Asked About Sister's Dream?

Through helping out for half a day, she suddenly realized that her own mom and dad were just as busy every day, yet she had only wanted to escape every day.

An Yinan sent Jiang Yun Duo to the guest room, and after urging her to lock the door, she returned to the living room.

Zhao Qiu Hua, Xie Yuanyuan, and Li Xiue had already left one after another; they all had their own rooms in this Xiao Yuan, and on holidays, when busy with shop matters, they would also sleep here.

"Sister, I need to pack my things and head back to the Dayuan first," An Xiangbei said with a smile, then walked forward and hugged his sister.

An Yinan was not short, already 1.7 meters tall, but now she only reached Beibei's chin.

Beibei stroked his sister's hair, "Sister, don't be too tired."

It seemed his sister always had inexhaustible strength; he still remembered that dim woodshed and that half a Steamed Bun.

From that time on, his sister suddenly seemed like a different person, independent and opinionated, but what remained unchanged was her affection for him.

An Yinan patted him, "You stinky brat, you're all grown up now and know how to lecture your sister."

"Sister, that's not what I meant," Beibei let go of his sister and straightened her hair.

How could she not understand her own younger brother?

In this world, no matter how badly anyone else treated her, there would never be an An Xiangbei who did so.

"Beibei, I've asked about your dreams, but have you ever asked about your sister's dreams?" An Yinan sat on the sofa; for the sake of comfort, she had specially made a cotton cushion to lean against her lower back, letting herself relax.

An Xiangbei seemed to understand; he had dreams, and his sister helped him.

Then what about his sister's dreams?

"Sister, what is your dream?" An Xiangbei asked seriously for the first time about his sister's plans for the future.

In the past, his sister had treated him like a child and never discussed these things with him.

She only knew his needs and devised strategies for him.

He seemed to have always forgotten that his sister was also a person; how could she not have her own pursuits?

An Yinan envisioned the future Development Economics, thinking of the future prosperity of the country and the strength of its people; perhaps that was her goal.

"I want to be a wealthy person, to support national scientific research projects so that researchers don't have to worry about funding."

"I want to be a philanthropist, so that disaster areas don't have to worry about supplies."

"I want to be a righteous person, to act with chivalry and uphold my original heart."

An Yinan's words came without thought and without excessive explanation.

She wanted to accelerate the country's development, perhaps by a day, an hour, a minute, or a second earlier.

That would be the meaning of her having transmigrated here.

Beibei took a stool and sat opposite An Yinan.

"Sister, I understand now."

He understood, understood his sister's desperation, understood his sister's hard work, and understood his sister's inability to rest.

He was working hard, Yun Shen was working hard; wasn't his sister also working hard in another way?

What right did he have to make his sister stop?

"Sister, I will always support you," Beibei said, his gaze focused, earnest, and sincere.

She smiled, "You stinky brat, if you don't support your sister, are you planning to rebel?"

The sister and brother looked at each other and smiled; everything was understood without words.

Beibei finished packing his things and left.

He had come over today after borrowing Cousin Yun Qi's car.

"Slow down on the road, be careful. Don't run over here tomorrow since you have to go to school; we won't starve to death," An Yinan urged him carefully.

It was already past eight o'clock; night had long since fallen, and on the pitch-black road, there were a few dim streetlights, not bright, carrying a sense of blurriness.

"Alright, I won't come tomorrow," Beibei promised readily.

He had said he wouldn't come, so he definitely wouldn't.

But whether others came or not, that wasn't something he could control, right?

An Yinan saw Beibei off, locked the courtyard gate, and then returned to her own small room; she didn't even lock the door, lying directly on the bed and sleeping in her clothes.

"Nan Nan, time to get up," Zhao Qiu Hua knocked on the door and was surprised when it opened.

An Yinan had already woken up and saw Zhao Qiu Hua's appearance.

"Too tired? You forgot to lock the door yesterday, didn't you?" Zhao Qiu Hua walked in and asked.

An Yinan shook her head; she was very tired, but tired as she was, there was more of a sense of accomplishment.

"I'm fine," An Yinan answered, having already gotten up.

"I'm going to wash up," she carried her toiletries and went straight to the bathroom.

Outside, Li Xiue had already boiled thick porridge and had even specially made pear soup today, filling five red thermoses, just for fear of a repeat of yesterday's situation.

"Wu Xia just came by and said there are a lot of people queuing outside, telling us to go over a bit earlier," Li Xiue said.

After washing up, An Yinan hurriedly drank a bowl of porridge, "Another busy day!"

Jiang Yun Duo had already left; she couldn't ask for leave, and she hadn't given notice in advance. Asking for leave yesterday was already an accident; if she didn't go to class today, she was truly afraid the Tutor would come looking for her.

"Let's go," the four girls all swept away their fatigue, raised smiling faces, and each was full of fighting spirit.

"Nan, give the word," inside the shop, Wu Xia looked at An Yinan excitedly.

The four of them had secretly inquired, and everyone had received a ten-yuan red envelope.

It made the four of them seem to have inexhaustible strength; today they had even come to the shop half an hour early to stock shelves and clean up together.

"It's nine o'clock," Li Xiue said.

An Yinan said to Wu Xia, "Open the shop."

In an instant, eight people stood four on each side, in uniform attire, with standard smiles blooming on everyone's faces.

"Welcome," they said respectfully to the customers entering the door.

Yesterday, many people couldn't get a number and had to return home disappointed.

There were also those who saw the clothes others had bought yesterday; the quality was so good, and the clothes were so beautiful.

"It's this one, young lady, can you find one I can wear?" A woman in her thirties came into the shop and headed straight for that piece of clothing.

An Yinan looked at the woman's complexion; to be honest, this garment was too unflattering for dark skin, and unless one had a cool, fair skin tone, it wouldn't suit anyone else.

An Yinan kept her smiling face and didn't say anything else, "Sister, our shop allows trying on clothes; once you've tried them on and are satisfied, then we can pay."

"Try on clothes?" The woman was surprised; could one really try on clothes?

At the department store, even just touching the fabric of the clothes would earn you several eye-rolls from the attendants.

Can you actually try them on here?

An Yinan nodded affirmatively, "Take a look, we have many fitting areas here, they have latches inside, you can lock the door directly, and after changing, look in the mirror to see which one suits you, then we'll buy that one."

The woman nodded immediately, "That's good, that's good, then pick out a few more for me, I'll try them all on together."

An Yinan said with a chuckle, "No problem, leave it to me; you are already beautiful, sister, and wearing our clothes will surely help spread our reputation."

This woman just had slightly yellowish skin, so she wasn't suited for particularly vibrant colors, which would make her skin look even yellower and lose its aesthetic appeal.

An Yinan picked out a few plain-colored clothes, as well as some mid-length skirts and trousers.