Chapter 197 Renting a Store
"Sister-in-law." Two strangers at the door greeted each other one after another.
Ye Xiaomei was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked around to see many eyes looking at her. She smiled awkwardly:
"Okay, everyone!"
He pulled Shang Zhen and ran away quickly.
"It's that breakfast bun shop." Ye Xiaomei has been staring at it for several days.
This bun shop doesn't have a big frontage, with space for six long tables on both sides, leaving an aisle in the middle. The cashier's desk is in the front, and the steamed buns are usually placed at the door. When you pass by in the morning, it's always filled with steam and fragrance.
Although the area is not large, what Ye Xiaomei likes is that there is a secret door at the back. She has observed that when there is no business at noon, the proprietress will go into the back door, so she guessed that is the owner's place.
"We're not doing business tonight." The proprietress was chopping stuffing. A large wooden board was placed on the table and she was chopping it loudly.
The roller shutter outside was half-closed, and Ye Xiaomei slipped in like a cat:
"Auntie, I saw a transfer notice posted on your door. I want to take over your store. Can you negotiate the price?"
Bang, bang, bang, the woman chopped vigorously a few times, as if venting some dissatisfaction.
This was something Ye Xiaomei hadn't expected. It was clearly their store that wanted to be transferred, and now the buyer has arrived. Why is he still so grumpy?
"You sit down first." The aunt wiped the lard on her hands on her greasy apron and hooked out a stool from under the table with her foot.
Then she turned around and started chopping the meat:
"I've run this shop for five years and have many old acquaintances. I've told you in advance that if it weren't for an emergency, I wouldn't be willing to sell it. The price is the lowest price. I still have three months' rent to pay for this shop, and the landlord has also held back one month's rent. The total is 860 yuan, not a penny less."
Bang, bang, bang. The woman didn't seem to expect Ye Xiaomei to take over so easily, and continued to chop the meat.
Shang Zhen seemed to dislike her and winked at Ye Xiaomei, indicating that she should look for another one.
Ye Xiaomei shook her head and gave Shang Zhen a look. This was the house closest to the school.
Bang!
Ye Xiaomei shuddered with fear and looked to the side, and saw the knife in the proprietress's hand stuck on the pallet.
"Have you discussed it? I have something else to do."
"It's settled. I'll rent it, but I need to see how much space you can use."
Ye Xiaomei agreed very readily because she had done the math. Three months plus one month's deposit was eight hundred and sixty, which was less than two hundred a month. Excluding water, electricity, coal briquettes and other expenses, even if it was two hundred a month, it would only take a few days for her dumplings to pay back.
The irritable lady boss was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect this girl to be so straightforward. She turned around and opened the small door:
"Well, this is the landlord's courtyard, and there is also a private house. The well in the yard is for public use. You can go and look around."
As he spoke, the rhythmic sound of chopping meat came from the storefront again.
When Ye Xiaomei went in, she found that the store was bigger than she had imagined. It turned out that the store was dug out of the room on the east side of the courtyard in front.
This is too much of a plan. Ye Xiaomei also looked at the room where Min lived. The space is big enough, but this lady doesn't seem to care about cleanliness.
As soon as Ye Xiaomei opened the door, she smelled a sour odor. As the temperature gradually rose, a few flies were buzzing around in the house.
The room was littered with clothes and other things, including on the floor, as if someone had just broken into the room and robbed it. The only old-fashioned carved wooden bed didn't even have bedding, just a tattered mat.
Are you sleeping on the cool bed so early? It's a bit unbelievable.
On the square table beside the bed there were some steamed buns and pickled vegetables that had been left over from who knows when, as well as a bun with a bite taken out of it.
"Fuck, Xiaomei, this is too awesome. This room is even messier than the cowshed I used to live in."
Ye Xiaomei also lowered her voice and said, "Yes, but it's not bad to clean it up. The price is quite reasonable. When my mother comes over, we can have a place to meet up."
"You are the only one who is optimistic. Didn't you see your boss's face was so gloomy just now, as if you owed her some money? That attitude was too bad." Shang Zhen complained unhappily.
At this moment, Ye Xiaomei suddenly frowned and stared at the broken mat:
"Shang Zhen, does that dress look familiar to you?"
"Where?" Shang Zhen looked in the direction.
At this moment, an impatient man's voice came from behind: "I've served you delicious food and drinks, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
The two turned around suddenly and saw a square-faced man coming in from the gate of the courtyard, swearing, holding a child of about seven or eight years old in his hand. The child was wearing a long peaked cap, and most of the grievance on his face was hidden. Only the tears hanging from the corners of the boy's mouth could be seen.
Ye Xiaomei and Shang Zhen both gasped, looked at each other fiercely, and quickly turned their backs. It couldn't be such a coincidence, right? Could that child be the missing one?
At the same time, Ye Xiaomei and Monk Zhen's hearts were filled with mixed emotions.
"Stop crying, or I'll throw you into the river."
A man's voice came from behind.
Shang Zhen nervously touched Ye Xiaomei with the back of his hand: "What should I do?"
Ye Xiaomei didn't know what to do. She secretly glanced to the side. The middle-aged man didn't seem to notice her. He pulled the little boy into the messy room. Then he closed the door and locked it from the outside.
What should I do? Ye Xiaomei looked at the child crying and calling for her mother in the house. She subconsciously touched her belly. Maybe because she was going to be a mother, the crying made her heart hurt a little.
"I heard from my wife that you are here to look at the house? Don't mind if the child is disobedient. How do you like it?"
The man suddenly approached and started a conversation, which was beyond their expectations.
Ye Xiaomei turned around nervously, the corners of her mouth twitching in a curve that tried to look as natural as possible:
"I... I checked it out, it's good, and I'm just about to go back and get the money."
"Yes, that's right. We both think it's good. We'll go back and get the money and come back." Shang Zhen also agreed. Isn't it obvious what Xiao Mei said? Let's run first and talk later.
"Hey, you look so familiar to me?" The square-faced man looked thoughtful.
These words frightened Ye Xiaomei. In fact, this man did not look that ferocious, but she could not think carefully. He kidnapped someone's child and even targeted her at the Military General Hospital. He was definitely not a good person:
"Maybe it's because I have a common face. Uncle, I'll go back to get the money and we'll talk when I come back." After saying this, Ye Xiaomei didn't believe that she had a common face.
There was no point in coming back. She had to run away first and then call the police:
"Let's go, Shang Zhen, we have to hurry and not waste their time."
It would be a lie for Ye Xiaomei to say she wasn't nervous. She quickly grabbed Shang Zhen and left.
"Oh, I remember now. Did you take my car last week? I remember you went to the Military General Hospital, right? And you took my car on the way back."
As soon as Ye Xiaomei turned around, she felt a chill down her spine. She was recognized. What should she do? He wouldn't kill her in the face, right?
If I just run away now, will I be able to get out? Ye Xiaomei's mind raced, and she even measured the distance from herself to the small door that connected to the store.
No, he didn't need to chase her. He could just call her his wife and block her in the store.
What's more, the little boy in the room was crying so hard that he was about to get a choke, and the sound sounded like a knife cutting.
Ye Xiaomei suddenly made a bold decision, turned around and said with a smile: "Uncle, you have a good memory, I didn't even remember it. By the way, Shang Zhen, you go get the money first, I'll wait here. I can't stand running back and forth."
Shang Zhen's pupils shrank. If Ye Xiaomei hadn't given her a strong look, she would not have been able to react.
Shang Zhen gritted his teeth, turned around and left.
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