Chapter 79 Days passed one by one.

Xu Sha still remembers the days when they lived in the same dormitory while working at the glass factory. Back then, Xu Sha was considered the "richest" one in the dormitory.

Although Song Xinran is the highest paid person in terms of salary, because she often covers the night shift for the workers in her group, Song Xinran has a heavy family burden. Her husband died early, and she only has a baby who is being cared for by relatives. She has to take half of her salary home every month, and she lives a very tight life.

Chen Jingfang's family is better off, but because she is married and has a child, she can't just think about herself. She is very frugal, saying that there will be many expenses when the child grows up.

Xu Sha is the youngest of the three, two months younger than Song Xinran. She is unmarried and has no children. She has an older brother who is married. Her parents are healthy and work on the farm. Because they are hardworking and have some savings, Xu Sha does not need to send money back to supplement the family income.

Xu Sha can spend her entire monthly salary on herself. Six hundred yuan a month is a lot of money, but she spends it extravagantly and loves to buy food, so she doesn't save much money. However, she lives a very comfortable life.

After the glass factory went bankrupt, the three were lucky enough to receive their back wages. It was through this experience that Xu Sha developed a sense of crisis. After receiving her wages, she first deposited them at the credit union. Later, through her sister-in-law's introduction, she got a job at a printing factory in Tonghua Town. The wages were fifty yuan lower than at the glass factory, but the work was much harder.

Xu Sha's household registration is still in Lingde Town, but she went to other towns because she couldn't find factory work in Lingde Town. She usually lives in the factory dormitory and only goes home on her days off.

Xu Sha came to Lingde Town market today to buy some things, but she didn't expect to run into her former colleague. Even more unexpectedly, her former poorest colleague now owns a shop.

Both the braised meat stalls and the spicy hot pot shops were doing brisk business, with a constant stream of customers. Xu Sha could only see the stalls and shops constantly taking money and giving change.

She was momentarily dazed, went into the mala tang restaurant, found a seat, and sat down, still feeling like it wasn't real...

She remembered that the last time she saw Chen Jingfang and Song Xinran was three months ago. At that time, Song Xinran was still selling oden at a stall by herself, and Chen Jingfang was also worried about the future, not knowing where to find work.

And now...

Xu Sha glanced around the shop and suddenly remembered the days when they used to work together. It felt like a lifetime ago. Song Xinran was now the boss and no longer belonged to the same world as her.

The aroma of spicy hot pot wafted from the restaurant. Xu Sha was a little distracted after sitting down and didn't immediately pick up any food. Suddenly, someone stood in front of her and asked, "Is this place taken? Can I sit here?"

Xu Sha snapped out of her daze and quickly nodded, "No one's here, please sit anywhere."

She was a little puzzled, because she didn't want to share a table with others when she went to a restaurant. But when she looked up, all the tables around her were full, and her table was the least crowded, with only three people sitting there.

Sitting opposite Xu Sha was a woman in her thirties or forties with a child of about ten years old. She smiled and said, "My child loves the spicy hot pot here. It's always crowded when we come, but today it's less crowded. We got a seat as soon as we came in."

The child looked up and said, "Mom, I want to add a bowl of instant noodles."

"Go add it yourself."

Xu Sha saw the child run to the cashier and ask the waiter to add a pancake. She suddenly realized that she hadn't chosen her dishes yet, but seeing the bustling crowd around her, she was afraid that her seat would be taken if she stood up. So she said, "Ma'am, could you watch the seat for me? I'll go choose my dishes."

The older sister laughed and said, "Go ahead, but you have to keep an eye on the spots, or they'll be gone when you come back."

Xu Sha quickly ran to the refrigerated display case. When she saw the dazzling array of dishes, she was surprised. Xu Sha loved to eat all kinds of food and had eaten similar dishes to mala tang, but this was the first time she had seen so many different kinds of food that looked so fresh.

I randomly picked some of my favorites, quickly put them into the stainless steel bowl, and took them to the cashier to get the receipt.

"Meat dishes are 6 liang and 6.6 yuan, vegetable dishes are 8 liang and 2.4 yuan, plus rice, the total is 9.5 yuan."

Upon hearing the price, Xu Sha's first reaction was that it was actually quite cheap. She had just picked up a lot of food and wasn't even sure if she could finish it all.

I rushed back to my seat, but before I could even settle in, the lady across from me brought out her hot pot. It was a huge bowl, with vibrant colors—the red of the chili peppers, the emerald green of the vegetables, and the crisp white of the scallions—it looked absolutely beautiful. The rising steam made my mouth water just looking at it.

"This is so fast!" Xu Sha exclaimed, "It's even faster than ordering a simple stir-fry at a restaurant."

The older woman said, "Yes, the waiters at this restaurant are very efficient."

As she spoke, she put instant noodles into the child's bowl. The very elastic noodles were coated in bright red broth, sprinkled with sesame seeds and scallions. As soon as they were put into the bowl, the child quickly bent down, put his mouth to the rim of the bowl, and slurped them up in a whirlwind, his face showing great satisfaction.

The aroma wafted into Xu Sha's nostrils, and she couldn't help but swallow. How could this fragrance be so overpowering, so irrationally stimulating her appetite?

She quickly looked away, afraid that she might lose her willpower and ask someone else for a bite. She craned her neck to look at the kitchen doorway, wondering how long her hot pot would last.

Finally, the waiter placed a large bowl of steaming hot mala tang in front of her. Xu Sha quickly took a bite, and that one bite amazed her once again.

How can it taste so good!

Xu Sha is a true local with a taste for spicy food. Although she thought oden was delicious, she didn't expect that mala tang would be even better and suit her taste better.

Xu Sha ate non-stop, not even bothering to eat the braised meat she had just bought and the rice served by the waiter.

The child across from me giggled, "Sister, you eat so fast!"

Xu Sha said a little shyly, "Because it's so delicious."

"Right?" the child's mother said. "This shop is newly opened. There was no mala tang in town before. It's not only novel but also tastes good. My child wants to eat here every time we come."

Actually, Xu Sha doesn't like to chat much when she's out, but today she chatted a bit more because of this incredibly delicious bowl of spicy hot pot.

After the child's mother and son finished eating, they paid the bill and left. Not long after they walked out the door, a new customer sat down opposite Xu Sha. Looking at how busy the store was, Xu Sha couldn't help but marvel at how good the business was.

Xu Sha ate rather slowly. The nine-yuan dish was far too much for her to finish, but she didn't want to waste it, so she reluctantly added more.

After paying the bill, they were about to leave when Chen Jingfang and Song Xinran stopped them. At this time, the braised meat on the stall was sold out. Song Xinran said, "Don't rush off. Sit down for a while. It's been a long time since we've all seen each other."

Xu Sha said with a smile, "Your shop is so busy that there's nowhere to sit."

Song Xinran then brought out a stool for her to sit on.

Xu Sha's words were originally meant as a joke, but now that she'd been offered a seat, she felt embarrassed to leave directly: "Xinran, did you also make the mala tang in the shop? It tastes really good, even better than oden."

Song Xinran said, "It was made by one of the shop's employees. I taught her how to make it, so I guess I'm practically her apprentice."

The three hadn't seen each other for a long time. Chen Jingfang and Xu Sha used to have a good relationship, so Chen Jingfang took the initiative to ask, "Xiao Sha, where are you working now? How's work?"

Xu Sha briefly described the factory where she works and sighed, "If only the glass factory hadn't gone out of business, its benefits would have been really good."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jingfang understood everything. The glass factory used to be one of the best jobs in the town, but after Chen Jingfang came to help Song Xinran, she never missed her other life and all her thoughts were about cherishing the present.

Song Xinran went to help out after only a few words when she saw how busy the shop was. Chen Jingfang hesitated for a moment, then looked at Xu Sha's slightly haggard appearance and said, "Xiao Sha, your printing factory is too busy right now. Why don't you ask Xinran if they need anyone? If they're suitable, they can come work here. It's close to your home, and you won't have to work the night shift."

Xu Sha's eyes lit up, but she hesitated: "Will it work? I think we have enough staff in the shop."

It would be a lie to say that Xu Sha had no other intentions. The three of them used to share a dormitory. Now, Song Xinran runs her own business and has even invited Chen Jingfang to work with her.

Just now, Xu Sha noticed a significant difference between Chen Jingfang and her previous work appearance. She looked healthier and her face was rounder. Anyone with eyes could tell that she was living a better life now. Especially since Chen Jingfang brought it up herself, Xu Sha knew that Chen Jingfang would never cheat anyone.

However, Xu Sha remembered that she and Song Xinran did not get along well when they were in the same dormitory. She disliked Song Xinran's bitter nature, who was afraid of working herself to death every day and did not like to talk. Therefore, Xu Sha made her words and actions very clear and sharp.

Chen Jingfang said, "Ask Xinran, have a chat first, just treat it as an interview."

Although they didn't have a formal interview process when they looked for jobs before, the factory workers would still ask about the candidate's background, and Xu Sha knew about this step.

Chen Jingfang also knew that Song Xinran wanted to hire employees for the mala tang restaurant, and Song Xinran even asked her to keep an eye out for it.

Chen Jingfang had known Xu Sha for two or three years and knew that Xu Sha was just someone who easily offended people with her words, but had no bad intentions. It would be a good thing if she could come to work at the store.

However, Chen Jingfang was unsure whether Song Xinran would accept Xu Sha, but that's how recruitment works; both parties have to be willing.

"I'll go outside and push the cart back. You sit here and rest for a while," Chen Jingfang said before walking to the shop entrance to pack up the cart.

Xu Sha hesitated, fidgeting nervously. She glanced around the shop, then finally made up her mind. Seeing that there were fewer people, she mustered up her courage and went inside, walking up to Song Xinran: "Xinran, are you free now?"

Seeing Song Xinran nod, Xu Sha pressed on and asked, "Congratulations on opening your shop! I wanted to ask if you're hiring, and what do you think of me?"

Xu Sha had said similar things before. When she was looking for a job, she would go into each company and ask if they had job postings.

However, Xu Sha felt a little embarrassed in front of Song Xinran, and regretted that she had talked too much and caused trouble in the past, which directly offended people. She realized that she had been too naive in the past.

Song Xinran replied, "Sure, the shop is short one person, you're perfect."

The reason she didn't ask Xu Sha directly was because she knew Xu Sha was already working at the printing factory, and she wouldn't stoop so low as to try and steal her employee.

However, since Xu Sha had brought it up herself, Song Xinran couldn't help but ask, "Is it easy to resign from your factory? I might not be able to wait a month here."

Xu Sha was surprised that Song Xinran agreed so readily. She felt as if a pie had fallen from the sky and hit her on the head. She was a little dizzy and quickly nodded: "Okay, I'll resign. I can come over tomorrow, no, this afternoon!"

Xu Sha was so excited that she didn't know what to say: "Thank you, thank you. I... I was so immature before..."

"Let's not talk about the past," Song Xinran interrupted Xu Sha with a faint smile. "You don't need to be in such a hurry. Just come over the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Four more people entered the store, and Song Xinran quickly said to Xu Sha, "Wait for me a moment, I'll talk to you about the job and salary when there are fewer people."

Xu Sha nodded happily: "Okay!"

She was standing in the shop when she saw a table where the dishes had just been cleared away and the table hadn't been wiped yet, so she immediately found a rag and wiped it clean.

Although Xu Sha had never worked in a restaurant, she knew that all jobs were pretty much the same: as long as you were observant and hardworking, you could do well anywhere.

It wasn't until almost 11 o'clock that the number of people in the shop gradually decreased. By then, most of the customers who came to the market had gone home, and customers who lived nearby wouldn't come so early because it wasn't lunchtime yet. Song Xinran approached Xu Sha and said directly, "You saw it today, our shop is quite busy. When business is good, we may not even have time for a lunch break."

Xu Sha said, "I don't like taking naps. I've never had the habit of taking naps while working in the factory."

Song Xinran was naturally aware of the factory's three-shift system, but she didn't like to make empty promises. She preferred to clearly explain the heavy and tiring work first, otherwise the employees she recruited based on her promises would quickly resign because the actual work content did not match what she said.

Song Xinran didn't actually have a bad impression of Xu Sha. When they first met after she came to this world, Xu Sha didn't even want a single yuan from her. Although what she said at the time wasn't very nice, people like that are the easiest to suffer in society. They offend people even though they don't gain anything.

However, this kind of personality won't work in restaurants or the service industry.

Song Xinran tried to explain clearly yet tactfully: "Xiao Sha, if you come to our shop, you'll be working as a waitress. We serve a lot of customers every day, all sorts of people. Try not to argue or have conflicts with customers; the service industry requires us to be the first to back down. The salary is 600 yuan a month, and everyone can take four days off in shifts. Just don't choose weekends or market days for your days off. You'll have to get up quite early because we need to prepare the day's dishes in the morning. You'll have to be at the shop by 6 a.m. When there are no customers, you can rest on your own. You'll get off work at 7 p.m., so the working hours are quite long."

Xu Sha was stunned when she heard this. She works in a printing factory and spends about eight or nine hours a day there. She is really busy and doesn't even have time to eat. She has to run to the toilet.

That's how it is on an assembly line. If you're even a little slow, the goods just pile up, and the foreman or supervisor will yell at you without any politeness.

But working at the mala tang restaurant for thirteen hours straight, Xu Sha wondered how Chen Jingfang could gain weight and have a better complexion under such high-intensity work.

Xu Sha thought for a moment. Lingde Town was closer to her home, only a ten-minute walk away, much better than Tonghua Town. She gritted her teeth and asked, "Would you like to eat that?"

Song Xinran smiled and said, "Of course, meals are included. Most restaurants provide meals."

Xu Sha said, "Okay, I'll do it. Xin Ran, don't worry, I'm very focused when I'm working, and I won't argue with anyone."

Seeing that she seemed to have made a big decision, Song Xinran added some benefits: "Although the catering industry treats customers as gods, our store's statement is aimed at normal customers. If there are unreasonable people who maliciously cause trouble, we are not afraid. We will just refuse to serve them."

"I'm usually busy on market days in the morning and around 5 or 6 pm, mostly at the restaurant. I can do whatever I want at other times."

Xu Sha nodded.

At first, Xu Sha was mentally prepared to do hard labor, but she realized she had been overthinking it once she actually started working.

Although Song Xinran's words sounded alarming, and it was true that she had to come very early every day, the actual workload was not much. The mala tang shop opened at 7:30 in the morning, and all she had to do was prepare the ingredients before that.

However, there weren't many customers on ordinary mornings, with only a few people coming from time to time. The work was quite easy. Since there were now three people in the shop, Xu Sha and Song Xinwen discussed that each of them would work a full day, and they could go to the attic to take a nap from eight to eleven o'clock.

The two hours from 11 a.m. to 1 p.m. are the busiest time for customers, but one person weighs the food and collects the bills, while another person does some odd jobs, and the other person serves the food and cleans the tables. Working together, the work is not tiring.

There are very few customers between 2 pm and 5 pm, so Xu Sha and Song Xinwen can just wash the dishes together and then arrange their own time.

After seeing off the last batch of customers between 5 pm and 6:30 pm, I can pack up the shop and prepare to go home. If I calculate it carefully, the working hours are probably only seven or eight hours.

But Song Xinran's casualness was genuine; she didn't come to the shop often, except on market days when she would help out while selling braised meat outside.

Although everyone knows each other and can be considered friends, the shop belongs to Song Xinran, and the employees are always a little uncomfortable when they see their boss.

It was only after she started working here that Xu Sha learned that the shop had been bought by Song Xinran, which surprised her greatly.

Of course, Xu Sha's favorite perk was the free meals. The meals at the restaurant not only allowed her to eat spicy hot pot as much as she wanted, but sometimes Song Xinran would also teach Ge Xia how to cook one or two home-style dishes. After that, they would have this dish for lunch and dinner.

Xu Sha thought it tasted even better than what you get in a specialty restaurant. She ate too much without realizing it and gained two pounds in less than a month of working there.

Xu Sha secretly did the math in her mind. At her current rate of eating, she would need at least ten yuan a day for food. If she included the food expenses in her salary, it would be very high.

No wonder Chen Jingfang asked her to inquire if they were still hiring; it really was a good job.

In the first month after opening the store, Song Xinran gave Ge Xia an extra 300 yuan when she paid her salary.

Upon hearing this, Ge Xia waved her hands repeatedly: "Sister Xinran, six hundred is enough. I, I'm the youngest, and I didn't do anything."

Song Xinran said, "Xiaoxia, the work in the kitchen is the most demanding. I've seen everything you do, and you deserve this salary."

Song Xinwen and Xu Sha are both upright people. When there are few customers, they can discuss taking a break. But Ge Xia is always busy and can only rest for a while at noon. If there are customers, she has to get up and cook spicy hot pot.

They knew how much work Ge Xia had done, and they weren't envious at all that she received a high salary. They even thought it was normal—the more you work, the more you earn—so they all urged Ge Xia to accept it.

Ge Xia carefully accepted her salary. Her palms were sweaty as she held the nine hundred yuan. She couldn't believe that she had received such a high salary in her first month of work. Such a salary was among the highest in the entire town.

That evening, Song Xinran also calculated her income for the month: 6,900 yuan from selling oden at her stall; 2,500 yuan from selling braised meat on market days; 1,000 yuan a month from selling braising sauce to Gu Tao and the guesthouse; and a whopping 15,000 yuan from the mala tang shop!

The mala tang restaurant has been doing well since it opened, but the busiest day is the opening day. After a week, the customer flow gradually leveled off. On market days, the number of customers is close to 200, while on ordinary days it is reduced by half. It has established a firm foothold in the town.

*

After the Spring Equinox, the weather turned noticeably warmer. In the fourth month of the lunar calendar, most people only wore two layers of clothing. Song Xinran put her pot-boiled chicken back on her stall.

Yao Xu knew on the very first day that the Bo Bo Chicken stall reopened. As soon as school was over, he sprinted over at top speed. Seeing the glistening red oil broth and the familiar skewers of vegetables, Yao Xu was so excited he almost cried: "Aunt Song, Bo Bo Chicken! You've finally made Bo Bo Chicken again! Do you know how long I've been craving this? I dreamt about Bo Bo Chicken last night, and today I saw it! Is this a dream? Aunt Song, tell me, is this a dream?!"

Song Xinran couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Ding Sisi rolled her eyes, her lips parted slightly, and she coldly uttered two words: "Crazy."

She told Yao Xu in class today that Aunt Song made Bo Bo Chicken, and now Yao Xu is acting out something and asking if it's a dream. He's really sick!

However, Song Xinran, as the boss, still said gently, "It's not a dream. Smell it. I really made Bo Bo Chicken today."

Yao Xu then made an exaggerated heart-clutching gesture and sniffed hard: "I can smell it! I can smell it! This is Bo Bo Chicken!"

Actually, Bo Bo Chicken doesn't have much of a smell. Song Xinran thinks that what Yao Xu smelled was probably Oden. Although Oden will soon be off the market due to the hot weather, there is still a process involved.

Yao Xu pulled out a twenty-yuan note: "Aunt Song, fill it up for me!"

Song Xinran couldn't help but advise, "Calm down, you can't finish it for twenty yuan."

Yao Xu said, "If I can't finish it, I'll take it home for my grandma. My whole family loves to eat Bo Bo Chicken!"

As he spoke, he suddenly started singing: "I've waited so long, and today has finally come; I've dreamed so long, and my dream has finally come true..."

It was incredibly exciting.

Ding Sisi rolled her eyes so hard they almost reached the sky: "You really are showing off."

She took out her money to buy it, but her allowance was limited, so she decided to buy two yuan's worth today. Ding Sisi also missed the long-lost pot-boiled chicken.

Upon seeing this, Yao Xu immediately said, "Take the money back. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll treat you to Bo Bo Chicken to celebrate its resurgence!"

Ding Sisi immediately changed her tune: "Thank you! You're a good person!"

Turning to Song Xinran, he said, "Aunt Song, I want this, this, and this, yes, I want them all!"

Yao Xu turned around and saw Ding Sisi holding a large bowl, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Ding Sisi glanced at it and quickly protected the pot-boiled chicken: "Do you still want to go back? You already said you'd treat me!"

"No!" Yao Xu protested. "Aunt Song, I was here first. Why did Ding Sisi get it first?!"

Song Xinran pointed to the pot-boiled chicken laid out in front of the stall: "This is yours. You were so busy singing that you didn't hear it."

Yao Xu: ...

Ding Sisi burst into a thunderous laugh: "Yao Xu is going to hold a concert!"

Yao Xu picked up the pot-boiled chicken and said angrily, "Shut up, there are other classmates around!"

Elementary school students get out of school earlier, and at this time, only Song Xinran's snack stall had seven or eight people gathered around it, while the other snack stalls were still waiting for the students to finish class.

While eating, Ding Sisi mumbled, "What are you afraid of? You're not the kind of person who cares about saving face."

Yao Xu wanted to refute something, but upon reflection, Ding Sisi was right. Seeing her eating heartily, he couldn't wait to put some in his mouth as well, and with that one bite, he let out a rather exclaiming "Ah!"

It's so good! The Bo Bo Chicken still tastes the same as before, still so refreshing, spicy and delicious!

Watching the two of them eating happily, Song Xinran chatted casually, "You two have exams in two months, and then you'll be going to junior high school."

Ding Sisi said, "There are no more than two months left, only one month and twenty-five days."

Song Xinran said, "Then I won't be able to eat Bo Bo Chicken when I go to junior high school in the city."

Yao Xu suddenly let out a wail: "Aunt Song, please don't say it, please don't say it! I can't believe what kind of life that was. How could I live without you!"

Ding Sisi thought to herself, "Yao Xu, you're exaggerating. With your acting skills, you should just go act in TV dramas."

But then I thought, what would she do without Aunt Song?

We can no longer just buy it whenever we crave Bobo Chicken or Oden, and we can no longer call Aunt Song and Mom to try any new dishes or creations she makes...

Ding Sisi felt that without Aunt Song, her life seemed to have lost its color, and she wanted to cry on the spot.

However, Ding Sisi held back and comforted herself, "It's okay. Even if I go to school in the city, my home is here, and I can still come back on weekends. I'll come back to buy Bo Bo Chicken then."

Yao Xu quickly said, "Bring it to me when the time comes, and I'll give you a delivery fee!"

Ding Sisi said, "Okay, the errand fee is five yuan per trip!"

Yao Xu: "I'll give you ten yuan, bring me more!"

Ten yuan! Ding Sisi's eyes lit up. She thought Yao Xu was too rich. She quickly nodded and agreed.

Seeing that the two children had reached some kind of agreement in front of her, Song Xinran had to remind them, "Sisi, your mother will be going to the city with you, so you might not be able to come back every week."

Huang Yun had mentioned this to Song Xinran. She had found a rental house and a stall in the city. The rental house was next to the school, and the stall was in a vegetable market, where she would still be selling pork, just like before.

Huang Yun has been working in this industry for many years, has a stable supply chain, and the meat quality is quite good.

Although Ding Sisi had heard Huang Yun mention this before, she still couldn't believe it and exclaimed on the spot, "No! I'll ask my mom when I get home!"

Song Xinran said gently, "Sisi, your mother is doing this for the family. You all live together in the city, which is no different from living in the town. If you miss me, you can come back during the holidays. You can eat Bobo Chicken anytime. Even if there isn't any, I'll make it for you."

Ding Sisi was feeling touched when Yao Xu suddenly asked, "Can I do it too, Aunt Song? If I come back, will you make it for me too?"

Song Xinran laughed and said, "Of course, you can eat as much as you want."

Before Ding Sisi could speak, Yao Xu exclaimed, "Aunt Song, you're so great! You'll definitely make a lot of money in the future! When you open a shop in the city, we can eat here every day!"

Ding Sisi's eyes lit up, as if she thought this was a good idea: "Aunt Song, why don't you go to the city too? There are more people there, and you'll definitely earn more money!"

Song Xinran smiled slightly: "Let's talk about it later."

The revived Bo Bo Chicken is not only popular with primary school students, but also delights junior high school students. It sold out even faster than Oden on this day, selling out in less than half an hour.

Song Xinran began to gradually adjust the ratio of Bobo Chicken to Oden. By mid-May, Oden was completely discontinued, and the next time she would see it would be in winter.

Days passed and the weather grew hotter. The graduation exam for the central primary school was on June 25th. The next day, Yao Xu came and ordered fifty pieces of Bo Bo Chicken. When he left, he was reluctant to part with it, saying that he would never forget Bo Bo Chicken and would definitely come back to see it when he had time.

Ding Sisi wanted to roll her eyes at Yao Xu's pretentious words, but then she thought about it and felt sorry for Yao Xu. Yao Xu's family had a house in the city, and he would have to go back to prepare for junior high school as soon as the exam was over.

Ding Sisi doesn't need to be in such a hurry. Her mother is dealing with renting a house and setting up a stall, and she won't be there until at least late August. This way, she can pay one month's rent less and save some money.

Huang Yun knew that Ding Sisi was reluctant to leave, so she gave her even more pocket money. There was no homework this summer, so Ding Sisi had nothing to do. Every day, as soon as she opened her eyes, she wanted to eat spicy hot pot and vowed to eat her fill.

As for why we didn't eat Bo Bo Chicken, it's because the summer vacation has arrived, and all the food stalls in front of the Third Middle School are closed.

However, Ding Sisi has certain privileges; if Song Xinran makes Bo Bo Chicken, she will definitely invite her to eat together.

Song Xinran also felt sorry for the little girl who was about to go to the city to attend junior high school. At that time, the number of subjects and homework during evening self-study would increase dramatically.

August 19th arrived in the blink of an eye. Song Xinran knocked on Huang Yun's door and said to them, "Come to my house for dinner tomorrow. It's Song Yu's birthday."

Song Yu stood next to Song Xinran. He had grown a bit taller and was wearing a light yellow short-sleeved shirt with a duck pattern, revealing his slender arms. He had a cute smile on his face: "Aunt Huang and Sister Sisi must come! I'm turning four tomorrow!"