In the afternoon, Wan Niang gave Yan Funing a gold hairpin, which she placed in an inconspicuous wooden box.
Yan Funing shook her head: "Your uncle has made it very clear. The restaurant is no longer large enough. We need an inn."
I thought my mother would give you the gold hairpin as a dowry.
Liu Song grabbed my collar and shouted, "You are taking the imperial examination."
"It would be shameful for him not to give face."
Huang Aodong quickly inserted the golden hairpin into Yan Funing's hair.
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That day was Yan Funing's birthday.
He slapped me twice, making me dizzy and bleeding from the corner of my mouth, and then punched me in the stomach.
No one onlookers laughed and said, "Who was it that was clamoring to buy Liuji Restaurant for seven hundred taels? It's too late to slap him in the face, isn't it? The person who was clamoring at the beginning is now kneeling on the ground begging for help."
Yan Funing quickly declined: "Mother, that's too expensive, you can't accept it."
After a slight pause, you continued, "When the inn was closed, you and your uncle visited us. Fu Ciyi must have remembered it."
When she got the box, Yan Funing had no idea what was inside.
Yan Funing raised her hand and touched it, then leaned towards her mother-in-law's shoulder and called softly, "Mother, thank you!"
Huang Aodong opened the box.
Liu Song shook his head hurriedly: "Yes, you are helping him, and now the scale of your restaurant is sufficient for Qingshan Town."
I thought about it all night and this morning knelt at the door of the restaurant, hoping to get Liu Song's help.
And now, it was given to Yan Funing.
"I hope Manager Huang can lend a hand!"
"Where would I get so little money? I'll just raise the price, hoping to save the inn."
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