Chapter 11 Chapter 11

She even made the lunch boxes!

Thinking of what he had just said, Jia Hui was embarrassed and didn't know what to say to explain.

The brothers in the dormitory have lived together for more than half a year and they all understand her temper.

After laughing a few times, Xiaopang patted his shoulder to comfort him.

"Alright, be more generous and stop arguing with that little girl. Even though she was arranged by your father to come here, she hasn't done anything wrong to you. You're the one who gets to eat such delicious meals every day."

Jia Hui has a bad relationship with his father, and everyone in the dormitory knows it.

But He Tingting has nothing to do with the conflict between father and son.

She really shouldn't be involved in this matter.

Everyone in the dormitory can see clearly that Jia Hui is not a bad person, he just likes to go against his family and is very concerned about his reputation.

"She took up half of my cousin's stall as soon as she arrived, and my dad even stipulated that I must eat at her place. Why?"

Jia Hui's face was full of displeasure.

"I'm already in college, and he still wants to restrict my freedom in every detail!"

"That's also a way of showing concern," Xiaopang was used to comforting him, saying, "If you don't like it, just talk to your uncle and aunt. They will slowly change their way of showing concern."

Jia Hui had already raised his opinion.

However, his parents were both strong people, and when he raised his opinions, he got nothing in return except a scolding from the old man.

"He was certain I would listen to him, but this time I refused to listen."

This is Jia Hui's family affair, and his roommates are reluctant to persuade him too much.

Xiaopang was close to him and said a few more words.

"Then don't be so hard on yourself. That sister's cooking is so delicious, it would be a shame if you don't eat it."

Jia Hui was still angry, "I don't want to eat it, if you want to eat it, I'll give it to you."

Xiaopang suddenly laughed.

"Then I won't be polite with you. I'm happy to eat it and I'll help you solve it."

The other roommates also spoke up.

"Just tell me earlier Huizi, I'll help you solve it."

"Yes, we can't let Xiaopang take all this good stuff for himself."

"Or we can take turns, one day each!"

The students who lived next door heard the commotion and joined in the fun, "Brothers, count us in too!"

As a result, Jia Hui's lunch became a hot commodity.

Everyone wants a free meal.

The news quickly spread throughout the boys' dormitory area, and with so many people talking, it gradually became a case of Jia Hui randomly inviting people to eat the boxed lunches at the door.

The name Jia Hui became popular in the boys' dormitory, and the lunch box also became popular.

Many people wanted to try it, so they took advantage of the lunch break to walk around the school gate.

Unfortunately, He Tingting had already returned home by then.

The students who rushed to the school gate returned empty-handed, unable to find the delicious lunch boxes that their classmates had talked about.

Invisibly, he helped He Tingting carry out a hunger marketing campaign.

Originally, I just wanted to try this lunch box to see if it was delicious. However, after looking around, I couldn't even find a stall selling lunch boxes. Instead, I became more curious.

Another group of people found out the location of the stall, and when they saw that no one was there, they asked Guo Zhuang who was standing next to it.

"Brother, is there a place selling boxed lunches here?"

As more and more people asked the question, Guo Zhuang's responses became clichés.

"Yes, she has sold all her lunch boxes and went back home. She will come back at five in the evening. If you want to eat, you can come in the evening."

As more and more people asked, word spread that He Tingting would set up a stall in the evening.

When she rode her bicycle to set up her stall in the evening, there was already a long queue in front of the stall.

"Brother Dazhuang, what's going on?"

Guo Zhuang was about to answer when the student ranked first spoke first.

"Sister, hurry up and get out of the stall! My girlfriend is still waiting for dinner in the dormitory. She'll be mad if I'm late!"

He urged her urgently, and He Tingting quickly put the pot in place and set up the stall.

He didn’t even have time to take out the cloth sign he had written in the afternoon.

She had never set up a stall at night before, so she didn't plan much in advance.

I only prepared a portion similar to that for lunch.

As a result, they were sold out at just 5:30.

He Tingting apologized to the people queuing behind her, "Sorry, classmate, we're out of stock."

Suddenly a sigh of regret was heard.

"Sister, didn't you say you would do more?"

A head popped out from the back row and complained.

This person looked very familiar. He was the classmate who bought the last meal at noon. He was a little fat, and He Tingting still remembered him.

"This is my first time here tonight, and I didn't expect there would be so many people. Sorry, classmate, if you come tomorrow, I will definitely serve you some food."

Xiaopang just complained casually.

He Tingting calmed him down with just one sentence and he agreed with a smile.

"Okay, sister, remember my face. Be sure to give me more when the time comes."

He Tingting agreed with a smile, and without stopping, she took out a piece of yellowed white cloth.

She tied two thin rattan strips at both ends of the white cloth.

Insert the extra part of the vine into the soil, and the white cloth can be spread out flatly to form a simple signboard.

Many students had not left yet and were watching the fun from the side.

Xiaopang is one of them.

"Lunch and dinner box."

He read it out, a few seconds too late to realize what it was.

"Sister, is this the name of your shop?"

There was just a small stall in front of him. When Xiaopang said the name of the store, he felt that the wording was inappropriate, but he couldn't think of any suitable words to replace it.

Before He Tingting could answer, Wang Qi next door burst into laughter.

"The stall is not even as big as a public toilet, and it even has a name for the shop. Where is the shop?"

He Tingting was not angry even though she was ridiculed.

She didn't even look at Wang Qi, but gave the uneasy little Fatty a soothing smile. "There's no rule that says you can't name your stall, right?"

Xiaopang immediately agreed, "Yes, who said no!"

Wang Qi curled her lips and said, "That little girl has her advantages. She has people protecting her wherever she goes. Now, even a single word from her is a big deal."

He Tingting didn't want to pay any attention to his rogue look.

This kind of person is like this, he will talk nonsense when he is not right.

The more you pay attention to him, the more excited he becomes.

He Tingting ignored him, and he felt annoyed and kept silent.

"Brother Dazhuang, this is yours. Take a look at it and see if it's okay. If you don't like it, I'll write you a new one tomorrow."

Guo Zhuang has been waiting for his share since just now.

As soon as I got it, I opened it quickly.

When he saw the sign, the corners of his mouth almost stretched to his ears, he was so happy.

"Satisfied! Your sign is so well made, how can I not be satisfied!"

He followed He Tingting's example and immediately put the sign in the open space in front of the stall.

Seeing this, Wang Qi muttered again.

"He's a sucker for stinky shit, just like a rotten fish looking for rotten shrimp, he just wants to show off because he's poor."

Guo Zhuang is as strong as his name suggests.

Therefore, Wang Qi lowered his voice very low, fearing that Guo Zhuang would hear him and start a fight.

These two signs are very eye-catching.

It wasn't long before all the vendors around saw it.

Some quick-witted people quickly realized the benefits of doing so and came to ask He Tingting.

"Girl, where did you buy this sign?"

Whenever someone asked this question, He Tingting would answer with a smile.

"I did it myself."

When most people hear this, their first reaction is to go home and make one themselves.

Only one aunt who sells fruit is different.

She walked around He Tingting's sign three times. The more she looked at it, the more she felt that the handwriting was neat and the sign was made neatly.

"Little girl, would you like to help make a sign for someone?"

He Tingting had been asked this question all night, and this was the first time she was asked to do this.

"Yes, but there will be a small labor fee."

Wang Qi, who was standing by, felt even more unhappy when he heard that she could still make money from this.

Let her be proud for a few days. Sooner or later, he will let this girl know that money is not so easy to earn.

*

The other end.

He Guan, whose plan was thwarted, drank alone at home all day.

After what happened yesterday, Master Wang refused to see him. Not only did the ghost marriage plan fall through, but Master Wang also refused to take on the business of exorcising ghosts and cursing people.

This made him very worried.

He Tingting's girl is really weird. Everything that has to do with her in the past few days makes He Guan upset.

Liu Jing said it clearly.

Only after he has resolved all these supernatural and mysterious issues will he consider adopting Lili.

The most famous person in these villages is Master Wang.

Now that Master Wang won’t take his job, where can he find another master to drive his elder brother’s ghost back to the underworld?

After waking up from his hangover, He Guanchou kept sucking his teeth.

The money owed to the casino is about to expire, and those people will not give him any time.

He had to find a way to get enough money before the deadline.

As he pondered, He Guan thought of Li Hua.

"She should have some private money."

Otherwise, how could she leave him so decisively?

Before it got dark, He Guan ran to He Tingting's house.

At this time, Li Hua was the only one at home.

She was picking beans in the yard when she was startled by the sudden knock on the door.

"who?"

He Guan yelled outside.

When Li Hua heard that it was him, he opened the door unhappily.

"Why? You're asking me for a divorce?"

The first thing she said was this, which actually reminded He Guan.

"It's not impossible to divorce."

He changed his refusing-to-leave attitude from a few days ago and softened his words a lot, which surprised Li Hua.

But He Guan's next sentence revealed his true nature.

"You can get a divorce if you want. Just give me two hundred dollars and we can get a divorce right away."

Li Hua didn't expect that he would ask for such a high price.

"Two hundred yuan. I worked on the land at home last year, and you took all the money. How could I have the money?"

Li Hua has been very busy these years. In addition to farming, he also trades in chickens, ducks and geese, and has made some money.

For an ordinary family, this amount of money may not be enough to make a good living, but at least they can afford food and clothes.

You can put it in their home.

It was just He Guan’s gambling money for one or two days.

"Stop joking. Can you leave me without money?"

He Guan was very confident. He did not look away when he said this, but kept looking at Li Hua's expression.

After being married for many years, they understand each other.

He Guan thought Li Hua seemed to be really aggrieved, probably because he really didn't have much money.

His eyes turned and he came up with another bad idea.

"You don't have money, but He Tingting does. Ask her to lend you two hundred yuan, give it to me, and I'll divorce you."

Li Hua's heart was instantly moved, and his eyes were fixed on him.

"Will you really divorce me?"