Home delivery!

Three-year warranty!

Citywide rescue!

This is all what she told her boss last time. At the time, she thought her boss wouldn't agree, but she didn't expect it to be arranged so quickly.

It seems the boss was just playing dumb, trying to get her idea for free.

However, she won't be able to use her chance to buy a motorcycle for a thousand yuan. The motorcycle that Sister Yan bought for her is an imported women's motorcycle, which is better and prettier than the one she chose before.

well!

I wonder if Sister Yan used the discount the boss gave her.

In short, whether it's an imported motorcycle or a domestically produced one, Liu Zi's travel is now much more convenient.

In just ten minutes, Songzhuang was right in front of us.

Liu Zi, who was originally planning to go home, saw Song Yan standing in front of the food stall, turned a corner and came this way.

"Hey girl, you're back?"

When Song Yan saw Liu Zi coming over, her eyes lit up, and she asked Aunt Zhou to come and take her place.

"Um!"

Song Yan casually took a braised chicken leg from the plate next to her, placed it on a piece of paper, and presented it to Zhao Qi.

"Sister Yan, you don't have to do this every time!" Liu Zi said helplessly. Her daughter had been eating meat at Song Yan's place almost every day recently.

"It's not for you. My darling Qiqi is the cutest, and Aunt Yan is happy to give it to our little one."

Zhao Qi looked at the chicken leg, then at her mother.

Liu Zi rubbed her daughter's head and said, "Eat up, we'll eat your Aunt Yan out of house and home!"

"I have a small stomach, I can't eat much, and I won't go broke from eating."

Zhao Qi protested in a low voice, then thanked Song Yan for her help.

"Thank you, Aunt Yan."

"Don't listen to your mother's nonsense, she's just jealous." Song Yan raised an eyebrow at Liu Zi.

"I'm jealous?"

Seeing that her daughter had already taken the chicken leg, Liu Zi leaned over and took a bite.

"The taste is good, and the quality is well guaranteed."

"Of course, who am I, Song Yan? I wouldn't do such a heartless thing." Song Yan proudly raised her chin.

Seeing that the line behind her was getting longer, Liu Zi stopped chatting and joking with her daughter and directly stated her purpose.

"You want to get a dog?"

"Yes, my daughter and I live alone, so it's safer to have a dog."

Song Yan also thought of something, so she nodded solemnly.

"Leave this to me, I'll bring it over to you in a couple of days."

"Then I'll thank you, Sister Yan." Liu Zi smiled.

"Alright, you should go back now. I'm busy here too. Let's talk when we get back."

"Okay, I'll be going now."

After saying that, Liu Zi started the car, turned a corner, and went home.

When Shi Jianjun saw his wife standing there in a daze, he gently called out to her.

Song Yan then came to her senses.

"What's wrong?" Shi Jianjun asked in a low voice.

Song Yan frowned, then pulled her husband aside and began to talk about what she had heard recently.

"You mean someone's been spying around our old house?"

"Yeah, I guess Liu Zi sensed it too, but she didn't tell me directly. She just asked me to help her find a dog."

"You mean we've implicated Liu Zi?" Shi Jianjun asked, puzzled but understanding.

“Our delicious taste has become too famous. We’ve only been open for a few days, and everyone in the surrounding villages knows about it. Many people saw Liu Zi going in and out of the kitchen a few days before the opening. Our family suddenly came up with this recipe, which will definitely make people suspicious of her.” The Song family is a prominent family in the village with many connections. Even the smallest things can reach Song Yan’s ears.

"Should I get a few people back to help keep an eye on things?" Shi Jianjun suggested.

“That’s not a long-term solution. I think we can address both internal and external issues simultaneously.” Song Yan already had an idea.

That afternoon, the "Good Taste" restaurant was already sold out.

As soon as it got dark, several standard police cars pulled up in a grand display at the entrance of Hao Zi Wei.

Shi Jianjun, through his comrade-in-arms, invited the leaders of the nearby security team over.

Song Yan then asked his father to invite the village chief of Songjiazhuang and the eldest patriarch of the Song family.

So starting the next day, several elderly men and women started chatting at the entrances and exits of the village.

Meanwhile, the security team began patrolling around Songjiazhuang every few days.

The effect is quite obvious; there are far fewer people coming and going in and out of the village.

Of course, Song Yan didn't forget the puppy she promised Liu Zi, and a few days later she brought home a little wolfhound.

"Wow, this dog is so beautiful!" Liu Zi rubbed the dog's head, feeling a surge of tenderness in her heart.

"Ah! Little dog!"

Zhao Qi's eyes lit up as she excitedly jumped up at the little wolfhound wagging its tail in the box.

"Does Qiqi like it?" Song Yan asked the child with a smile.

"Qiqi likes it so much, thank you Aunt Yan!" Zhao Qi stretched out her chubby little hands, wanting to hug it.

Liu Zi was a little worried; if they weren't close enough, would it hurt her daughter?

Fortunately, the little wolfhound had a very good temperament. When it saw the chubby little hand reaching out, it just gently licked it.

"This dog was given to you by your brother-in-law from his comrade-in-arms. I heard it's a descendant of some military dog, but its legs are a bit short, so it didn't meet the standards and was culled. I heard it's very smart. If I hadn't promised to give it to you, my two naughty boys wouldn't have let it out of the house." Song Yan thought of her son howling at home, and her head ached a little.

"Sister, go back and tell Dashan and Xiaoshan that if they like him, they can come over to visit anytime," Liu Zi said somewhat shyly.

"It's alright, it'll be fine in a bit. Besides, Brother Jun promised to get them another one."

Song Yan waved her hand, not caring much. It's just that things are better now, and people don't lack meat to eat.

Going back a few years, there were hardly any living creatures on the streets; they had long been taken home by starving people to eat.

People can't even get enough to eat, how can they feed dogs?

In short, Liu Zi's little courtyard has become much more joyful because of this little guy.

After discussing it with her daughter, Liu Zi gave the little wolfhound a down-to-earth name: Hui Zi.

Although the little guy is only three months old, he is very alert, which has reduced the number of people who gossip around Liu Zi's house.

There was no other way; whenever Hui Zi called out, the Song family next door would come out and start cursing. During the day, it was the sisters-in-law who cursed, and at night, it was the men of the Song family who came out to curse.

On one occasion, Brother Song even chased a suspicious stranger for two miles with a brick in his hand.

Liu Zi saw it all and kept it in mind.

In between writing, he often made food for several families' children, which made all the children in the village extremely envious.

There used to be gossipers in the village, but now there isn't a single one. Even Liu Zi gets greeted by more people when she goes out.

That day, Liu Zi was flipping through the calendar when she suddenly realized that half a month had passed since she sent the song demos to Tomorrow Records in Beijing, and she hadn't received a single letter.

Didn't they appreciate such a popular song back then?

Forget it, I'll just go find out if Chang Shao-han from Taiwan has debuted yet. I heard she had a tough time in her early years. I'll send her hit song over in advance, hoping it will help.