She Only Cares About Cultivation
Chapter 72: 【072】90s cook 72

Chapter 72: 【072】90s cook 72

Although Cao Yuan didn’t come back for the New Year, with the consent of Cao Yuan and Cao Yang, Aunt Wang had already recognized Gong Mingxia as her foster daughter, so it was only natural for Xiao Xiao to call Cao Yang "brother".

Gong Mingxia no longer called her "Aunt" either, instead she started calling her "godmother," with endearing terms, which warmed the Old Lady’s heart.

Perhaps because the child had come back to the Old Lady’s side, there were no objections from Cao Yang’s mom, so starting from after the New Year, Cao Yuan began to send his salary to his mother each month for her to manage the expenditures.

When the warm spring of March arrived, the first song she had previously signed to release started being distributed. The record company chose a popular singer of the time to perform it, and as soon as it was released, it became a hit. This was expected by Gong Mingxia because the song had been very popular in her future life; its success was not an accident, but destined.

Following that, the companies owning the next two songs didn’t want to be outdone and released them in late March, too. There might have been slight changes in the tone and the use of musical instruments compared to what she had heard in her previous life, but the effect was the same, which didn’t hinder their popularity or how widely they were sung.

Gong Mingxia was very satisfied with this outcome, because only with results like these would they seek her out to sign for the fourth and fifth songs. However, as she had said before, this couldn’t be a reason for her to cut corners; she still had to rely on her own talent to sell her music.

Therefore, no matter how popular those songs became, she could continue her normal, everyday life, getting up early and working tirelessly.

She sold meals at noon, tidied up and worked on her novel in the afternoon, trained in boxing from six to eight, and then went home to wash up and put her daughter to bed.

Her daily routine was very regulated and her life was full and happy. Her serene demeanor, in turn, made the record company uncertain of how to deal with her.

Gong Mingxia was not a greedy person; in fact, she was someone with a very clear understanding of herself. The original intention of selling those three songs was to buy a house. Now that she had bought the house, no matter how much money those people offered her later, she had already planned to donate it all.

Why donate it? Because it was 1998, and that summer, there would be a severe flood disaster. From what she remembered, the hardest-hit provinces were Jiangxi, Hunan, Hubei, and the Heilong River area in Heilongjiang Province. Of course, the whole country suffered from the floods to varying extents, so any dividends she received in June or July, no matter the amount, would be donated in full, without leaving a cent for herself.

Unfortunately, she didn’t have much influence and did not dare to make any premature public statements, so she could only wait for the disaster to strike.

After the New Year, her business was much like before, still stable, earning about four thousand yuan a month. Although she made more money, the mother and daughter’s expenses were also high; it cost about one thousand yuan a month for her daughter, and Gong Mingxia needed between five hundred to seven hundred.

One reason was that her Sanda training cost approximately two hundred yuan a month. Their household living expenses were another two hundred, plus miscellaneous expenses like utilities, which added up to about one hundred yuan. That accounted for five hundred; in addition, they occasionally needed to buy clothes and daily necessities, and pay for the stall space, so about two thousand yuan was needed per month.

For an ordinary family, this wasn’t a small burden, but Gong Mingxia now had the means to provide such an environment for her daughter and was determined to sustain it.

By April, Meng Xiuying’s novel had reached two hundred and fifty thousand words, marking a significant breakthrough. If things went smoothly, the book could be completed by the end of the year. For the novel, they hadn’t sought any publishing companies, but calmly waited for the right opportunity.