Chapter 39

No! She shouldn't spoil herself like this.

Zhuang Dalin coaxed her, making her a laughing stock, making her family unable to hold their heads up. She was disliked by everyone, why should he live a good life?

Yesterday she heard Ling Muer's words and went to find Ling Die. Originally, she only believed Ling Muer's words 50% of the time, but when she tried Ling Die Die, she was 80% sure in her heart. The couple Ling Die and Zhuang Dalin ruined her life, they still want to live a happy life, don't dream about it. She won't let them have their way.

She doesn't want to marry a widower, let alone a vagabond who can't afford a wife. If Zhuang Dalin ruined her innocence, he must be responsible for her. Otherwise...she would not hesitate to die.

"Father, mother, leave me alone. I will handle it myself." Ling Caiwei figured it out, and stopped crying. She stood up, straightened her visible stomach, and looked at those so-called brothers and sisters-in-law indifferently. "Don't worry, I won't implicate you. Even if I can't get married, I'd rather be a sister-in-law than stay here forever."

"Sister-in-law, don't be too impulsive when you talk or do things, let alone be very full. Whose teeth haven't touched their lips? In a person's life, it is inevitable that there will be nibbling and bumping." Fang said with a cool smile: "You You are still young, and the days are still long! Even if you want to be a sister-in-law, you have to endure the hardship."

Fang yelled in her heart. Bitch, do you really think my aunt is so easy to do? If you lack a man, will you be ruined by others before you get married? You don't know what to do, and you want your whole family to clean up the mess for you, why? Because of this incident, it actually affected Jun'er's studies. It's abominable! If it weren't for the protection of those two old people, there would have been no place for this cheap girl here.

"Caiwei..." Wang grabbed Caiwei. "Where are you going? It's just dawn!"

"Mother, leave me alone." Ling Caiwei pushed Wang away impatiently. She was using too much force, Wang was getting old, and her body was very weak from worrying for days, she couldn't stand still, and her whole body fell backwards. In the blink of an eye, Wang hit the corner of the table, his head bumped, and blood flowed out.

"Ah! Mother." Fang and Ma hurried to Wang.

Lan Shi blocked the eyes of the child in his arms, preventing him from seeing the bloody scene.

Lan's eyes were very indifferent. In her eyes, these people are just enemies living together. The only thing she cares about is the son in her arms.

Ling Lin next to him yawned, and said impatiently: "It's really bad luck to cry Didi early in the morning. You can deal with it yourself! I have to go back to sleep!"

The two children Wang always loved, Ling Lin turned a blind eye to Wang's injury, yawned and went back to the room to sleep. Ling Caiwei pushed Wang Shi, and saw with her own eyes that Wang Shi hit the corner of the table and bleed a lot, she just paused, and then left. Seeing all this, Wang felt wronged, and she sat on the ground and burst into tears.

"What the hell am I doing! One or two don't make people worry. God, why don't you take me away? I'll just die. What's the point of living?"

Ling Song stood up, smoked a pipe and walked out.

He had been making noise all morning, and now he didn't want to hear anything.

Why! The bosses are honest and have no opinions, and they can't help you with anything. The second child is a smart family, but they are selfish and only care about their own interests. The third family... separated from them. Don't talk about helping them now, it would be good if he didn't stab him a few times. The fourth child... this kid can't be counted on. The only old lady is just as absurd.

He Ling Song had so many children, but in the end none of them were useful. God was cruel to him.

Ling Song stood in the yard, looking at the small dilapidated house in the distance. From his angle, he could clearly see the residence of Ling Dazhi's family.

The small shabby house was not wanted by the village. When Ling Dazhi insisted on marrying Yang Shi, they were dissatisfied with him and said that if he married Yang Shi, the family would be separated. He went out alone. Later, the old woman made things difficult for Yang again and again, and she didn't like Yang's children very much. We were originally a family, but we became more and more distant, and now we have such a catastrophe.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, except for Ming Kukefu, Yang's other things are pretty good. At that time, Mrs. Yang married and hadn't accepted their family's dowry.

It's not that they don't accept it, but that their family is not prepared at all. Not to mention the dowry, not even the wedding. Ling Dazhi took Yang Shi directly to the small broken house, and the couple lived a good life. Then Ling Zixuan, Ling Muer and Ling Ziyu were born one after another. They didn't show anything here, the old woman even snatched the eggs that Yang ate during her confinement. The eggs were sent by Yang's mother's family.

Scenes, the past came to my mind. Look at the third son's family living in harmony and warmth, while the other families are at odds with each other, each calling their own pets. Ling Song was thinking, if the family hadn't been separated, Ling Mu'er's brother-in-law would have been their backer. All of his descendants are outstanding, with such a backing, are they still worrying about not having a good life?

Ling Muer didn't know about Ling Song's 'confession'. He repented not because he thought he had done something wrong, but because he didn't use Ling Muer's backer—Shangguan Shaochen.

If Ling Mu'er knew what Ling Song was thinking, she would definitely send him a word: "Old man, are you still awake? Wipe off your eye poo and continue to sleep!"

In the city, at the stall. Mrs. Yang was lighting the fire, and Ling Dazhi greeted the guests while cleaning up the dishes. Ling Muer was in charge of making omelet rice on the spot.

The 100 servings of omelet rice made this morning have been sold out. There are still customers coming here, so they have to do it on the spot.

In just a few hours, they sold two hundred omelet rice. Not only that, but it seems that there are people rushing here.

Yang wiped off her sweat and glanced at Ling Ziyu next to her. Ling Ziyu was too young, they didn't dare to ask him to help, so they let him sit and play beside him. Ling Mu'er bought a gadget for Ling Ziyu, and Ling Ziyu played happily with it. After all, children like toys, and Ling Ziyu came to the city for the first time, and everything he saw was new.

"Mu'er, there are no more eggs." Yang said annoyedly, "It seems that today is the end."

"Mother, there's no need to end." Ling Mu'er turned her head and said to Yang Shi. "I brought flour. Since there are still customers, I asked them if they would like to eat the dumplings I made."

"Dumpling? What's that?" Ling Dazhi was cleaning the table, and he was stunned when he heard Ling Muer's words. "We haven't heard of yo!"

Ling Mu'er thought to herself, haven't people in this place eaten dumplings yet? Well, this is also an opportunity.

She smiled and said, "It was the expert in the dream who taught me. He said he likes to eat dumplings the most, and then he taught me how to make them."

"Mu'er, you are really a lucky person." Yang looked at her with relief. "God has eyes. Good people get rewarded."

At this time, a woman stopped in front of the booth and asked, "I want three omurices."

"I'm sorry, auntie, it's sold out. And it's not easy to collect eggs recently, so I won't sell omelet rice for a while." Ling Muer said to the woman.

After hearing Ling Muer's words, the woman's eyes were full of displeasure. She frowned and said: "Since you are in business, how can you not be ready? I walked for several hours, from the countryside to the city, and I heard that your family's omelet rice is delicious. Now you tell me that there are no more? Are you kidding me?"

"Auntie, don't be angry." Ling Mu'er is more patient with guests. It's not because she has eyes for money, but doing business, of course, is to make money with peace. Furthermore, since you want to do business, of course you have to face all kinds of tricky customers. She was already mentally prepared. Anyway, these people are just guests, not enemies. She will not use the method she used to deal with Wang's on these guests. "Now that the weather has just turned warmer, the chickens haven't laid eggs yet, and there aren't many eggs in any family. You are from the village, so you should know this truth. Besides, there is no omelet rice, and there are other things to eat. I still have fried rice here. That's the fried rice in the omelet, it's delicious. There are also dumplings, this is a new delicacy I developed, and you are the first to eat it! If you want it, I will give you a 20% discount. Originally, it was fifteen cents a bowl Yes, I only charge you twelve cents."

The woman heard that a serving of omelet rice costs thirty yuan, but now the dumplings are fifteen yuan, and she only needs to pay twelve yuan, so she was a little tempted. Besides, after walking for several hours, she was already hungry. Now that I smell the scent, I can't control it.

"How much is the fried rice?" The woman calmed down and sat at the table.

"If you only sell fried rice, it's only twenty cents!" Ling Muer said: "It's not that my eggs are worth ten cents, but that my aunt came all the way and didn't eat the omelet rice. I feel guilty and want to make up for my aunt. .If someone else asked, I would definitely sell it for twenty-five cents."

When the woman heard this, her complexion became even better. She thought about it, fried rice was 20 renminbi, and dumplings were 12 renminbi, so it's still dumplings!

"Give me a dumpling," said the woman.

"Okay." Ling Muer responded, and immediately started making dumplings. I made a lot of dumplings last night and put them in the space, and they are still fresh when I take them out.

Of course, Yang Shi and Ling Dazhi didn't know where her dumplings were, they just thought she put them separately and they didn't pay attention.

When the hot dumplings were served, the woman smelled the smell and took a deep breath: "It smells so good."

"Auntie, this is our sauce, try it." Ling Muer squeezed some sauce for the woman. "Because the recipe is rare, if you usually add sauce, you have to add another five yuan. Auntie is the first customer, and I will add more sauce for you, and there will be no extra charge."

"You girl really know how to do business." The woman looked at her with a smile. "If it's delicious, I'll come back in the future."

"Okay, then thank you aunt for taking care of my business." After Ling Mu'er finished speaking, she took a few steps back and continued to sit in front of the stove, not disturbing the woman while she was eating.

"Ah, it's delicious." The woman took a bite, and immediately ignored the heat, and took another big bite. "It's so delicious. This thing called dumplings is so delicious."

The omelet rice was sold out just now, and those customers could only disperse, looking disappointed. Now that Ling Mu'er has launched a new food, one by one started to gather around again.

"Little girl, you are really mean. We didn't buy omelet rice, why don't you introduce this new food to us?" The person next to him complained: "Hurry up, and bring us a big bowl too. No no , two bowls, I want two bowls."

Past experience told that person that if he was slow to strike, he would be gone later. This little girl's craftsmanship is now famous in the city.

"Okay, big brother, just sit and wait for a while." Ling Muer said, "It will be ready soon."

The others lined up, telling Ling Muer how many bowls they wanted one by one. Ling Muer has a photographic memory, as long as it is said to her, she can say it accurately. Everyone found that this girl was very intelligent, and while praising her craftsmanship, they also praised her ability to never forget.