Since it was a food tasting event, Mo Yan naturally had to make the food herself.

"Your task today is to eat, and then tell me if it's good or not, and what kind of food you like."

As long as the skewers are fresh, they will taste good. After frying them, adding chili powder makes them very delicious. The point of eating hot pot noodles is the freedom to choose your own ingredients.

As for the boxed meals, Mo Yan made one stir-fried green peppers with pork, one braised pork ribs with potatoes, one stewed chicken with yam, and one braised duck with konjac. The rest could be used to make stir-fries. Each boxed meal cost eight yuan.

The number of each dish sampled was small, but the taste was definitely sufficient.

Zhou Xiaoyu and the old lady wanted to help, but Mo Yan stopped them, as she was adjusting the flavor.

Once it was made, the aroma made their mouths water.

Of course, Mo Yan also made herbal tea, which was stored in a large bucket so that anyone who needed it could pour themselves a cup.

Once everything is cooked, they can start eating.

Zhou Xiaoyu kept saying how delicious it was after eating it, but the old lady did offer some suggestions.

The last two weeks were spent on improvements.

At this moment, the police came over and said that the old lady wanted to see Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu refused outright; she didn't want to go, and she didn't want to see them.

She didn't even want to see Zhou Yan.

Mo Yan naturally supports the young girl.

On the first day of school, Zhou Xiaoyu was especially happy; she could finally go back to school.

On this same day, Mo Yan's snack shop opened. She invited someone to help out, and business was very good on the first day. It was the first time everyone had seen such a small shop with a variety of things, so they naturally liked it and gave the children some snacks and drinks.

Before picking up the child, we ate and drank something, and the time passed quickly.

After school, Zhou Xiaoyu would come back to the store to do her homework, and she would also help out while doing her homework.

Around 7 or 8 o'clock, Mo Yan will pack her things and check Zhou Xiaoyu's homework.

Zhou Xiaoyu's homeroom teacher turned out to be a student who had previously helped her teacher in the village. He took extra care of her, and the other children in the class didn't laugh at Zhou Xiaoyu for being in the third grade.

Yes, Mo Yan moved her to the third grade, even though she should have been in the fifth grade.

The mother and daughter ate a little something in the evening. Zhou Xiaoyu started reviewing her studies, while Mo Yan started preparing the dishes. The two could see each other.

Mo Yan knows that young girls nowadays still need a sense of security, which is why she chose this job.

Is this snack shop profitable? It's alright. She can earn a little bit of living expenses each month and even save some. She rests after she finishes selling out each day and doesn't put too much pressure on herself.

They're closed on weekends, so I just took Zhou Xiaoyu out for a stroll.

Zhou Xiaoyu may seem indifferent to many things, but deep down she is still very afraid. What Mo Yan wants to do is let her know that none of those things matter.

They would cook delicious meals together, go hiking and on autumn outings, buy lots of things, and then go home together to have barbecue with their grandmother and uncle.

A year later, Zhou Xiaoyu successfully skipped a grade again and entered the fifth grade. She seemed much more lively now.

Of course, after that old lady died, Mo Yan went to see her again and threw her directly into the eighteenth level of hell. Let her enjoy it slowly; she still has a long life ahead of her.

Zhou Yue and Zhou Jiu were released, but would they dare to do anything? They really wouldn't dare, not even approach Mo Yan and the others, for fear of being beaten.

Zhou Xiaoyu entered her rebellious phase in the second year of junior high school; no, it should be said that she became more sensitive.

One day, she suddenly ran back and asked Mo Yan, "Mom, why don't you ever scold me?"

Mo Yan: "???"

At that time, Mo Yan was organizing the account books, which she did every day.

"You didn't do anything wrong, why should I scold you?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiaoyu thought, "That makes sense. But you never care about my ranking." Other parents are anxious and worried about their children's future. Doesn't your mother worry?

Honestly, Mo Yan isn't very good at teaching children, but she's very good at hitting them.

"Xiaoyu, rankings aren't the most important thing. What matters is whether you've learned anything. We should work hard at learning, but we shouldn't work ourselves to the bone."

After hearing this, Xiaoyu shook her head, "Mom, I hope I can make you proud."

She hoped that she could make her mother proud and give her mother face.

"You've already made me proud." Mo Yan took Xiao Yu's hand and looked at her very seriously. "You make me very proud."

"Then I'll be even more proud. Mom, I want to buy some extracurricular books, some test papers, and all sorts of practice books and stuff. I like the feeling of doing practice questions."

Mo Yan saw that the girl was serious, "Okay, then let's go buy it."

The next day, Mo Yan closed the shop and took Zhou Xiaoyu to the library.

The little girl loves the library; she often spends a long time there, and Mo Yan also reads books there.

To be honest, this kind of life isn't about being rich, but it's definitely enough to live a good life.

Everyone chooses a different lifestyle. Some like a dramatic life, while others prefer a quiet one. At least Mo Yan feels that what she has chosen now is what she wants: to accompany Zhou Xiaoyu as she grows up.

Often, we want to earn a lot of money, as if that would allow us to give our children everything we once wished for but never had.

But is that what the child wants? Not necessarily.

When I was little, I would see cute toys and really want them, but I never had any.

So now they work hard to earn money, wanting to buy all the toys for their children, but what the children really want is just to play games together.

"Mom, look who this is!"

Zhou Xiaoyu walked over with a man wearing glasses. Mo Yan looked up and saw that it was Zhou Xiaoyu's current music, and also the blind date her mother had wanted to introduce to her.

"Are you Teacher Han?"

"Hello, I'm Han Bing. I noticed Zhou Xiaoyu couldn't find her book, so..."

Mo Yan: "..."

Seeing that Mo Yan clearly didn't believe it, Han Bing said directly, "Actually, it's like this: Aunt Mo asked me to come here today to go on a blind date with you."

Mo Yan blinked and looked at Zhou Xiaoyu.

Zhou Xiaoyu smiled, "Mom, actually I think..."

"Just read your book over there. I'll chat with your teacher for a bit." Mo Yan reached out and patted her head before giving Han Bing a polite but distant smile.

Mo Yan didn't think Xiao Yu couldn't hear; in fact, she thought Xiao Yu probably heard what her mother had said to her that day.

Actually, it's nothing. The old lady felt sorry for her daughter who was supporting the family all by herself and wanted to find someone to help her. Her heart was good; she wanted her daughter to find happiness again and for the family to have another man to support them.

You can't say it's wrong, after all, a mother is always afraid that after she dies, there will be no one to take care of her daughter.