Sheng Anning has transmigrated—no golden fingers, no personal dimensional space, and worst of all, she's a notorious, married woman with a tarnished reputation.
She battles family bulli...
Sheng An Ning was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Judging from Wang Da's panicked look, the version he heard was probably even more frightening.
Seeing Sheng An Ning at home, Wang Da was no longer so anxious, and called An An and Zhou Zhou Mo Mo: "Come, my aunt made the cabbage, pork and vermicelli buns. They have a lot of meat in them, and they are delicious."
An An ran over with great interest, and when she saw the plump white buns, her eyes narrowed into slits: "Thank you, Auntie, An An likes eating buns."
Sheng An Ning pulled An An's hand as she was about to pounce: "You, little greedy cat, what don't you like to eat? Let's go wash our hands first."
After taking Zhou Zhou and An An to wash their hands, Wang Da stuffed a bun into each of them and watched the two little guys eat the buns with a smile: "Delicious, right? Auntie specially put more meat in it."
Sheng Anning felt embarrassed: "Aunt, don't bring it to me in the future. It's too hard."
Wang Da didn't care: "Why is it so hard? I have nothing to do at home all day. These two days I was thinking about opening a steamed bun shop. I'll make some for you guys to try. What do you think?"
Then he stuffed one into Sheng An Ning's mouth and said, "Try it too. See if my cooking skills can help me open a steamed bun shop. I've always wanted to do something, but I couldn't find a suitable one. These two days, I thought, why don't I make steamed buns and sell them."
Sheng Anning took the bun and took a bite. The skin was thin and very soft, and the meat filling inside was extremely tender.
Wang Da’s craftsmanship is still very good.
Sheng An Ning finished eating a bun before she spoke: "My aunt's cooking skills are impeccable. These buns are better than those sold outside, but making buns is hard work. Can you do it?"
Cheng Mingzhong is neither big nor small and is considered an official. The youngest in the family, Ai Min, also joined the army a few days ago, leaving Wang Da alone and he can enjoy his life perfectly.
Many family members like Wang Da still act like wives of officials, and few are as down-to-earth as Wang Da.
Wang Da didn't care: "What's the big deal? We had a lot harder times before, but we still managed to get through it. Your uncle still doesn't agree. I think he feels embarrassed. I'm embarrassing him by selling buns. But we earn money by working with our own hands, without stealing or robbing. What's there to be ashamed of?"
"Your uncle is the same person. A few years ago, I asked him to find a job for me through his connections. Although I am not well educated, I can work in logistics or in a service center. But your uncle only cares about his reputation and refuses to ask for help, so he let me stay at home to take care of the three children. Now that the three children have grown up, I am idle anyway, so it is impossible for him to find a job for me. I can only find something to do on my own."
Sheng Anning thought about it and it made sense. Although Wang Da was the mother of three children, she was only in her forties.
"If you think you can do it, you can give it a try."
Wang Da was happy: "As long as you recognize my craftsmanship, I will feel at ease."
After that, he asked Zhou Nanguang for his opinion: "Teacher Zhou, what do you think? Can I open a steamed bun shop?"
Zhou Nanguang was very supportive: "Of course, earning a living through hard work is glorious and should be encouraged."
Wang Da was even happier: "That's right, it's just Cheng Mingzhong who doesn't want to. I'll bring him here later and you can give him lessons."
After saying this cheerfully, he looked at Sheng An Ning again: "An Ning, it's not peaceful outside these days. Be careful when you come back from get off work. Put a dagger in your bag. If you meet a bad guy, stab him to death. I heard that more than a dozen girls have been killed."
Sheng An Ning held her forehead with her hand. Sure enough, this one was even more outrageous.
If there are really more than a dozen of them, what kind of chaos will society be in?
Zhou Nanguang also heard about it and looked up at Wang Da: "Are you talking about the January 28 murder case? The murderer has not been caught yet, so we should be careful, but it's not that exaggerated. I heard that three girls were killed when they got off the night shift. Since they were not in the same city, there is no way to determine the murderer's motive."
Zhou Hongyun was stunned for a moment: "Only three? Why did I hear there were seven or eight? Didn't we fish one out of the river ahead?"
Zhou Nanguang was somewhat helpless: "How can we fish it out of the river? The river is still frozen, all ice. But An Ning, you have to be careful. If you come back too late at night, find someone to take you back, or you can stay in the hospital dormitory."
Sheng Anning nodded: "Well, I will definitely be careful."
Wang Da and Zhou Hongyun began to discuss again what kind of person could do such a cruel thing.
But Sheng An Ning never expected that Zhong Yuan would run into this gun muzzle.
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Zhong Yuan couldn't convince her mother, and her father was even more determined not to let her stay.
For the first time, Zhong Tianming got angry: "Yuanyuan, why are you so stubborn? Why do you have to be determined to be with Song Xiuyan? Isn't it better for us to find someone with a clean relationship? He has had a complicated relationship in the past. What if you are not happy with him?"
Zhong Yuan refuted his father for the first time: "Dad, you also said it was a one-shot deal, and you also know that Song Xiuyan is not the kind of person that Wang Yuemin is. There is no comparison between them. Why do you have to compare them? Neither he nor I have tried it, so how can you know that I am not happy?"
"Besides, Song Xiuyan's previous relationship couldn't even be called love. It was just his one-sided love."
Zhong Tianming was so angry that he closed his eyes, then opened them and looked at Qian Min: "Look at her now, she is the same as Zhong Ting back then. We also said that Wang Yuemin was not good enough and looked unreliable. What happened?"
Qian Min was angry and distressed: "Yuanyuan, no matter what our parents say, are you determined to be with Song Xiuyan? Even if you have to disobey us, you still want to be with Song Xiuyan?"
Zhong Yuan bit her lip and said, "Mom and Dad, I don't mean to disobey you. I just want to reason with you. Please put yourself in my shoes. I am different from my sister. I will not give up my place in college for a man."
Speaking of this, Qian Min became even angrier: "Yes, you will not give up your place in college, but you are giving your life to others. You donated blood and yourself to such an extent that you almost lost your life. And what's the result? You still want to do good deeds without leaving a name and without telling Song Xiuyan."
The more he talked, the angrier he got: "Then tell me, why did you do this? Yuanyuan, you are just like your sister, you are a fool when it comes to relationships."
Zhong Yuan felt that there was no need to continue the conversation. No matter what she said, her parents would not agree.
They firmly believed that she would not be happy with Song Xiuyan.
I could only go back to the house quietly.
If she didn't convince her parents, she would definitely leave with them, but before leaving, she wanted to go see Song Xiuyan.
Rubbing his eyes, Zhong Yuan made a bold decision for the first time in his life. He prepared to sneak out in the middle of the night and go to the hospital to see Song Xiuyan, just for one look.
I stayed in the house the whole time. When I heard no movement in the living room and my parents went back to their rooms, I tiptoed out...