Chapter 229 Better to Sell Pancakes

Yang Yuemei had never thought about making money before.

Even if he had worked as a temporary worker or washed dishes in a restaurant, he thought that since he had nothing else to do, he could earn a little bit of money.

However, the shock I experienced today was too great.

The women in the Crystal Palace who were around her age or older than her were one thing, but Jiang's father's words gave her a second shock.

Before, I only had some insomnia, but now I can't sleep at all.

The more I couldn't sleep, the more I wanted to make money, and my thinking became completely trapped in a vicious cycle.

So Yang Yuemei, who had been diligent all her life, woke up late the next day, which was unusual for her.

The Jiang family is not what it used to be.

Yang Yuemei didn't get up to make breakfast, and no one seemed to mind.

The family took Dudu, who woke up early, to the street for breakfast.

To be honest, having tofu pudding with fried dough sticks in the morning is quite comforting sometimes.

Even Dudu got her face covered in sweet tofu pudding.

Yang Yuemei only managed to drift off to sleep at dawn, and when she woke up, no one was home.

When she hurriedly got up to wash and prepare to cook, the rest of the Jiang family had already finished breakfast and returned home.

Jiang Yanni smiled and carried the things in her hands: "Mom, what are you doing? Don't make anything, we've already eaten."

"I also brought you some food, so eat it quickly."

"Their flat rice noodle dish is delicious, you should try it."

They brought back not only a plate of flat rice noodles, but also two fried dough sticks.

Yang Yuemei couldn't help but wonder why she was spending this money when she could eat the food cooked at home?

But seeing the happy smiles on the faces of the whole family, strangely enough, she didn't say the words she often said.

The aroma of the flat rice noodles and vegetables is irresistible, and the fried dough sticks are even more fragrant. However, the family's attitude towards food from outside is in stark contrast to their attitude towards food they cook themselves.

Yang Yuemei used to not care.

If anyone says that, she'll immediately retort: ​​"If you paid for it, how could it not taste good?"

But today, she ate the delicious breakfast she had bought with her own money, but it tasted like wax in her mouth, and she couldn't taste anything at all.

No one else noticed anything amiss with Yang Yuemei.

After handing Dudu over to Yang Yuemei, everyone immediately went to work, studied, or did their homework.

Yang Yuemei and Dudu stared at each other with their big eyes meeting small eyes.

Dudu blinked her big eyes at Yang Yuemei, picked at her mouth with her fingers, and called out in a childish voice, "Grandma, Grandma, eat, eat..."

Children who are just starting to eat can't resist anything delicious.

Yang Yuemei can't eat spicy food at all, so the flat rice noodle dish that Jiang Yanni brought for her doesn't have any chili peppers, and it's suitable for children.

Yang Yuemei picked up a small piece of pig's blood and stuffed it into Dudu's mouth.

The child immediately squinted his eyes happily and smacked his lips as he ate.

Yang Yuemei stared blankly as the little guy finished eating and then looked at her ingratiatingly, saying, "It's delicious, eat, eat..."

For some reason, I suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of sorrow.

Yang Yuemei knelt on the ground, hugged Dudu, and burst into tears.

This was the first time Dudu had ever seen her grandma cry, and the little guy was terrified.

After a while, he started crying along with Yang Yuemei.

An adult and a child were crying so heartbreakingly that it seemed to darken the sun and moon.

Jiang Haiyang and Jiang Yanni, who were inside working on their programming and doing their summer homework, were terrified. They rushed out of the house and saw their mother holding her eldest grandson, crying uncontrollably.

The brother and sister exchanged a glance.

Jiang Haiyang silently asked, "What's wrong with Mom?" Jiang Yanni replied, "I don't know."

Everything was fine just now.

Why did you suddenly start crying?

Could it be that Grandma came over to cause trouble again while they were out having breakfast?

I don't think so.

She has to take care of two pregnant women right now, where would she find the time to cause trouble at their house?

The brother and sister saw Yang Yuemei cry for the first time and had no idea what to do.

Just as they were hesitating, Yang Yuemei suddenly wiped away her tears and stood up.

Before Jiang Haiyang and Jiang Yanni could decide whether to go back inside or pretend to come out to get some water, Yang Yuemei had already come over with Dudu in her arms.

She shoved Dudu into Jiang Yanni's arms and said, "You two take care of Dudu today. I have to go out."

After saying that, he turned around, went out, and closed the door in one swift motion.

The two looked at their somewhat frightened nephew and exchanged bewildered glances, muttering, "What's wrong with Mom today?"

What triggered her?

"I always feel..."

"...Our mom seems like a completely different person."

The brother and sister looked at each other, then at the barely touched breakfast on the table and Dudu in their arms, feeling utterly exasperated.

Yang Yuemei went out and subconsciously went to find Jiang Jiani, who knew the most and had the most ideas.

When she got to the door and was about to knock, she suddenly remembered that she had to go to work, so she immediately pulled her hand back and walked out of the community in a daze.

It's still early.

Around seven or eight o'clock, it's bustling with people hawking their wares, going to work, going to school, and taking early morning strolls.

It seems like everyone has something to do, and everyone has their own goals.

Only Yang Yuemei herself wandered aimlessly through the streets like a ghost.

She wandered aimlessly, lost in thought, and unexpectedly ended up at Jiang Jiani's school after circling the streets.

Looking at the empty school, I suddenly remembered that it was summer vacation and Jiang Jianni was also on vacation.

So they walked back, and happened to run into someone who was coming out.

Seeing that Yang Yuemei's hands were empty, Jiang Jianni subconsciously asked, "Mom, didn't you buy groceries today?"

Yang Yuemei didn't answer, but asked blankly, "Jia Ni, you, you said before that I should go with your husband's youngest daughter to look after the shop, can I, can I still go now?"

Jiang Jianni didn't know that Yang Yuemei was actually relieved when she couldn't go to work at the store because of Dudu's pregnancy.

Washing vegetables and dishes in the back kitchen of a restaurant is different from greeting customers in the front.

Besides, the family's situation had improved by then, and they didn't need the hundred or so yuan she could earn from working. She was happy to stay home and take care of her grandson.

Now that I want to make money, I'm starting to regret it.

She especially knew that the milk tea shop was very popular in their Pingyang City.

I heard that two more stores opened after the New Year, and their business is just as good, making people envious.

If she had listened to Jiang Jiani and gone, her salary might have increased to two hundred.

Jiang Jianni asked curiously, "What's wrong, Mom? Dad's not giving you money anymore? Why did you suddenly decide to go back to work?"

Yang Yuemei suddenly felt a pang of regret and quickly tried to cover it up, saying, "No, it's nothing. I was just thinking that I... I can't stay at home all the time..."

Jiang Jianni: "Indeed, you can't stay at home all the time. If you stay at home year after year, you'll go crazy."

"But the milk tea shop doesn't need any more people now..."

Yang Yuemei's disappointment was palpable, but she forced a smile and said, "Then, forget it."

Jiang Jianni smiled and said, "Although the milk tea shop doesn't need any more staff, Mom, if you want to make money, you can learn from others and set up a stall."

"Your scallion pancakes are so delicious, you could go sell scallion pancakes, I'm sure lots of people would like them."

Yang Yuemei was stunned, never expecting her daughter to give her such a suggestion: "What? This, this, will this work?"

Jiang Jianni casually said, "Why not? I've tried almost all the pancakes sold on this street, and none of them can compare to yours."

In fact, among all the scallion pancakes Jiang Jiani has eaten in her two lifetimes, those made by Yang Yuemei are among the best.

"But setting up a stall is very tiring. You have to get up early and go to bed late every day. I don't know if you can handle it."

"And there's another problem: what will happen to Dudu if you set up a stall?"

“Now that it’s the holidays, Haiyang and Yanni can help take care of him. But once they go back to school, Dudu will be left without anyone to look after him. He’s not old enough to go to kindergarten, so what will we do then?”