Getting Rich From Starting a Street Stall Selling Lunch Boxes

Food blogger Meng Zhao woke up one day to find herself transmigrated into the body of a wicked sister-in-law in a male-oriented novel.

Facing the "Dragon King" male protagonist, who w...

Chapter 287 Flying Kites

Meng Zhao raised his head, a hint of pride in his voice, "This is our improved kite. Its stability and wind resistance are much better. It will definitely fly higher than their kites."

Seeing how impressive Meng Zhao's kite was, some people nearby became competitive and started letting out more and more line. Meng Zhao was not to be outdone. After letting out a little line, he would tug on it again, and once the kite was stable, he would continue to let out line. In short, flying a kite also requires skill.

People nearby noticed Meng Zhao's kite and exclaimed in admiration.

"Look what that is! It's a phoenix! It's so beautiful!"

"Wow, how is this kite made? How can it fly so high?"

Hearing everyone's praise, Meng Zhao flew the kite even more enthusiastically. Only when the line in his hand was almost used up did Meng Zhao find a large rock and tie the end of the rope to it to prevent the kite from flying away.

While Meng Zhao was happily flying a kite, Li Baoyan, who had made plans with someone on the other side, was so anxious that she kept stamping her feet.

"Why are you so slow! I knew I shouldn't have brought you!"

Li Baojin had already changed into three different dresses that morning, and now she had changed into a plain-colored ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress). Standing in front of Li Baoyan, she twirled gracefully, her eyes filled with anticipation, "Brother, what do you think of this dress?"

Ever since Li Baojin learned that her brother was going to invite Lady Meng out for a spring outing, and that Young Master Shen would also be going, she insisted on going as well.

Therefore, she went to the Treasure Pavilion for a full skin care treatment and had her maid apply exquisite makeup before she was satisfied.

But she just couldn't make up her mind about these clothes, feeling that none of them were quite perfect.

"It looks good, it looks good. Let's hurry up and go. If it gets any later, Madam Meng will have gone home, and we won't be able to see her then," Li Baoyan urged impatiently.

Li Baojin knew she couldn't delay any longer, so she decided to wear this outfit and get into the carriage with Li Baoyan to go out.

Over there, Meng Zhao finally got tired of flying the kite and handed it to Huang Cui and Yin Chun so they could continue flying it, while she rested on the side.

She sat on a soft patch of grass, slightly out of breath. The spring sunshine bathed her, making her cheeks rosy and exceptionally beautiful.

"Sister-in-law, this is for you." Shen Qingyu held a wreath in her hand, which was covered with many fresh flowers.

"Wow, how did you do that?" Meng Zhao asked in surprise.

"My brother and I picked these wildflowers from the roadside and wove them for you, sister-in-law. Do you like them?" Shen Qingyu's eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Meng Zhao nodded happily, her tone gentle, "I really like it so much, Qingyu, please put it on me." She squatted down slightly so that Shen Qingyu could put it on for her. After it was on, she even stood up and twirled around as if to show it off.

Today she wore a scarlet dress, and as she turned, the hem of the dress resembled a blooming peony. Her long hair fell behind her and swirled around her as she twirled, as smooth as black silk. The floral wreath on her head made her look exceptionally beautiful, like the most dazzling flower in spring.

Meng Zhao's two spins went straight into Shen Qinghe's heart. Time seemed to stand still at that moment. A dense, tingling sensation spread all the way to his brain, and those indescribable emotions grew wildly in his heart.

"Wow, Madam Meng, you look so beautiful today!" A voice suddenly broke the brief silence.

Where did that voice come from, uttering the words he couldn't say aloud? Shen Qinghe frowned and looked at the speaker.

It was the young man, Li Baoyan, who had informed his sister-in-law of the location on Skull Mountain that day.

At this moment, his eyes were fixed on Meng Zhao, filled with amazement and admiration.

Shen Qinghe was very displeased, and said in a cold tone, "What does Young Master Li mean by this? My sister-in-law is beautiful every day!"

Li Baoyan looked at Meng Zhao nervously and stammered, "I, I, I didn't mean that. Madam Meng is beautiful every day."

Meng Zhao gave Shen Qinghe a reproachful look, wondering why he suddenly said that.

She first greeted Li Baoyan, then nodded to Li Baoyan beside her.

Li Baojin was also a customer of the Treasure Pavilion. The two had met before, but today she clearly had no interest in exchanging pleasantries with Meng Zhao. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Shen Qinghe, filled with admiration and shyness.

Unfortunately, her second brother was a simpleton and didn't notice the beauty's gaze at all. He remained indifferent and his eyes never lingered on Li Baojin.

Upon seeing Shen Qinghe again, Li Baojin was incredibly excited. She had first met him at the Treasure Pavilion, and before she even knew his name or age, she had fallen for him at first sight.

Upon seeing Shen Qinghe again, Li Baojin was extremely excited. When she first met Shen Qinghe at the Treasure Pavilion, she had fallen in love with him at first sight, even before she knew his name or age.

It was simply because he was so handsome, with sharp features and a gentle smile, just like a celestial being from a folk tale.

But for some reason, the handsome young man seemed unhappy today. His lips were pursed, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he had a sharp look in his eyes, as if he were hiding a dagger. If you looked in the direction of his gaze, you would see something.

Hmm? Is that her brother?

“Madam Meng, I brought you some chestnut cakes today. Would you like to come and try some?” Li Baoyan said solicitously.

"Thank you for your kindness, Young Master Li. My family has prepared plenty of food for us today, so there's no need for that," Meng Zhao politely declined.

"No, Madam Meng, my cook is from Yangzhou. His chestnut cake used to be known as the best in Yangzhou. I specially asked him to make it today, so please try it, okay?" Li Baoyan's tone was a little coquettish, clearly determined to get what she wanted.

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