"Who knows what's wrong with him?" Uncle Sheng looked away, not knowing how to explain to the captain. He said something and was about to walk away. When he turned around, he ran into the immortal who came over to gossip.

"What's going on with your second son? Look at how respectful Li Feng is. Who else in our village can be treated like this? Did your second son do some big business in Shanghai?" Aunt Gaixian looked gossipy. She wanted to chat with Xiumei yesterday, but it was because her family was reunited the day before, so she was embarrassed to go over. It was so hard to get to today, and she didn't see Xiumei at work, and she was also watched by her in such a big scene. Her curiosity immediately burst out and she couldn't suppress it...

Uncle Sheng was stopped and couldn't leave. He couldn't answer, so he simply said, "Go ask him. How would I know so much?" Then he put down the cup and went to work.

It is better to work, crops do not have so many difficult questions to answer...

The captain and Aunt Gaixian looked at each other. It was fine if they gossiped with others, but they were not so thick-skinned as to gossip with the real owner. They immediately decided that they had to talk to Xiumei about everything today.

But Aunt Xiumei couldn't say anything. Could she tell everyone that his son was the boss of the black market? Wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?

Sheng Yanchuan's move was originally to save trouble, but he didn't expect that Uncle Sheng and Aunt Xiumei would be in trouble for a long time...

Shengjia...

"Sister-in-law, Chaoyang in our town will open soon. It will sell cooked food. You don't have to sell it on the street. Just make it and bring it to Chaoyang and put it on the counter for them to sell. This way you can have more time to make more and earn more. But the quantity will definitely be large, and it will be hard to ensure the quality and quantity."

"Really...really?" Huiping stopped baking pancakes and looked at Nanqiao with surprise.

"OKAI" originally sells some cooked food, and it's not a big deal to add one or two items.

"I can do it. I am not afraid of hard work. I want to earn more money. If I can open a small shop in the town in the future, I will be satisfied."

"Well, when Yanchuan goes to town in a few days, let's go together..."

"Oh, okay, okay, thank you Nanqiao," Huiping sincerely thanked Nanqiao, "Also, I'm sorry for some of the things that happened in the past."

"It's all over," Nanqiao said with a smile

Nanqiao didn't hear what Sheng Yanjun and Sheng Yanchuan said, so he didn't know whether the two had reconciled or not, but Sheng Yanjun was Sheng Yanjun and Huiping was Huiping, especially since Huiping herself was also working hard. For Huiping, Nanqiao would not treat her like Taohua, just simply wanting to be nice to her. Instead, if you are willing to work hard, I am willing to help you.

Hui Ping was instantly motivated by Nan Qiao's words, and she worked harder. Having a fixed sales point was always much easier than selling on the street. Even if the unit price was slightly lower, she would definitely earn more than before. Hui Ping suddenly felt that the road ahead seemed brighter. It was not like before, she would stay in this small field all day long and worry about trivial matters, which wasted her energy.

After saying these few words to Huiping, Nanqiao did not stay in the backyard for too long. He took the children to the front yard to make dumplings with Aunt Xiumei.

There were many people, so we packed a lot more than usual.

At noon, Sheng Yanchuan and Uncle Sheng came back and told the family about Sheng Yanjun's attitude in the morning. As the eldest brother, he was very proud and willing to do something to change was already a big step forward, so Sheng Yanchuan did not drag him in front of everyone and let him face this matter. Now that he told his family about Sheng Yanjun's attitude, it was considered that the matter was over and it also gave Sheng Yanjun a way out. As long as he was fine in the future, everyone would still be a family.

At noon, they returned to the room for a nap. Sheng Yanchuan waited until the children fell asleep before he hugged Nanqiao in his arms, resting his chin on Nanqiao's forehead. His voice was a bit flattering, but also revealed a bit of fatigue.

"Qiaoqiao, I accepted your apology without asking you. Are you unhappy?"

At this time, Nanqiao was drowsy in Sheng Yanchuan's arms. She couldn't hear clearly what he said, but she felt that he was talking to her. She only vaguely knew that he was talking about Sheng Yanjun's affairs, so she replied in a daze, "It's all resolved."

Sheng Yanchuan listened to her confused voice and guessed that she was too sleepy to hear anything, so he stopped asking questions, pulled her into his arms, closed his eyes and took a nap.

After a good sleep, Nanqiao stretched and woke up from Sheng Yanchuan's arms. In the sunlight, Sheng Yanchuan's angular profile was particularly beautiful, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow.

Nanqiao raised his hand, ran his finger along the bridge of Sheng Yanchuan's nose, and tapped the tip of his pen.

“It’s time to get up”

"Hmm." Sheng Yanchuan turned over and continued to hug Nanqiao, his voice hoarse from just waking up.

"What did you say to me before going to bed?" Nanqiao was held in Sheng Yanchuan's arms, and suddenly remembered what Sheng Yanchuan seemed to ask him before going to bed.

"I want to ask you, will you be unhappy if I accept your brother's apology to you on my own initiative?"

"Just this matter?" Nanqiao didn't seem to expect Sheng Yanchuan to ask her opinion so carefully on this matter. In Nanqiao's opinion, Sheng Yanjun didn't have any direct conflict with her, and more often than not, he just said some things about his disapproval of her behind her back. Nanqiao couldn't take these trivial matters to heart, so even if Sheng Yanjun didn't say sorry to her, she didn't think it was a big deal, anyway, it wasn't Sheng Yanjun who would live with her in the future...

We only see each other a few times a year, so it's good enough as long as we can get along. If you want to waste time on arguing, you'd better make money. Nanqiao doesn't have the time to think about it with him.

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