Chapter 083 Do you remember what your dad said?

"Eight yuan! That's the most. If it's more, we won't rent it. It's too far to go back and forth, so we won't calculate." Seeing her giving in, Liu Feifei hurriedly followed suit.

The hostess was so angry that she bit Liu Feifei, "I've never seen you bargain so hard..."

"Is there anyone renting a house?"

A man with a slightly wretched look walked in from outside the yard. When he saw Liu Feifei and Fan Qingyi, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Eight yuan is not a small amount. Why do you make things difficult for two young girls?"

As he spoke, he looked at the two of them from head to toe, with a lustful look in his eyes, as if he wanted to strip them naked.

Liu Feifei subconsciously reached out to Fan Qingyi and asked the hostess, "Who is he?"

"My man."

The hostess glared at the man, turned around and said to Liu Feifei and the others, "You go, I won't rent this house anymore."

"That's right, we don't plan to rent it either."

Liu Feifei pulled Fan Qingyi out.

The man sighed and stretched out his hand to grab the two people.

Fan Qingyi took the kitchen knife out of the basket again.

The man screamed, and before he touched the two people, his hand quickly retracted as if he had been electrocuted.

"What do you want to do?" The hostess stood in front of the man.

Fan Qingyi glanced at her, then at the man hiding behind her, and said expressionlessly, "This knife has seen blood."

"Ah..."

The hostess frowned, and the man's eyes were full of fear, "Let them go."

"I don't know who stopped us from leaving just now."

Liu Feifei spat at the couple, pulled Fan Qingyi out, and complained as he walked, "No wonder the house has never been rented out. It's a miracle that it can be rented out in this condition."

The two left smoothly. After walking a long way, Liu Feifei stopped and chuckled.

[How did the second sister-in-law come up with the idea of ​​bringing a kitchen knife? Who would do this? ]

Fan Qingyi put the kitchen knife back in silence.

"Sister-in-law, don't look for it anymore. My uncle works in a textile factory. I'll ask him to find out where there are cheap yards to rent nearby. Just focus on preparing your stall. I'll let you know tomorrow."

[If you have connections, don't waste them. Sister-in-law has helped me so much, I have to do my part.]

When Fan Qingyi was still hesitating and wondering if it would bother others, Liu Feifei had already made the decision.

He took her all the way to the textile factory, and when they arrived at the entrance of the textile factory, they parted ways.

Liu Feifei went in to look for someone, and Fan Qingyi went to the stall of the Song couple.

Jiang Yanhong was busy cleaning up when she saw a figure coming over. She apologized with a smile, "Sorry, today's noodles have been sold out..."

When she looked up and saw it was Fan Qingyi, her smile deepened.

"Sister-in-law, you're back? How was it?"

Fan Qingyi shook his head, "I and Lao Si... and Feifei looked at several houses, but none of them were suitable."

"It's okay. You can't be too anxious about finding a house."

Jiang Yanhong smiled and comforted her. After she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that the village only gave them three days to move out, and today was the first day.

The smile on her face froze.

[Damn it, they owed a lot of favors to the man in the past, but now that he's dead, they start bullying his wife and children! ]

[Sooner or later, they will get their comeuppance! Bah! She

cursed in her heart and brought out a bowl of noodles from below, "Sister-in-law, I saved this for you, come and eat."

Jiang Yanhong motioned Fan Qingyi to the inside of the stall, where there was a small table and a small stool.

Fan Qingyi did not refuse, thanked her, and sat down to eat.

While cleaning up, Jiang Yanhong talked to her and gave her advice, "...The dough that Cheng Ran's father and I prepare every day can be sold out, but hand-rolling the noodles is too laborious. Sister-in-law, do you want to try selling pancakes alone? Scallion pancakes, egg pancakes, etc. I see that the two shops at the gate of the courtyard are very popular..." "

...Their pancakes are rolled very thin, and when they are almost cooked, they stuff eggs inside. Many people like to eat them."

"There is also a shop that sells very good cold noodles, but I don't know where they get the ice, we can't get it..."

Fan Qingyi is good at cooking, pancakes, and pickled vegetables, all of which he has learned since he was a child.

If they don't cook well, they will be beaten. If the food is too salty or bland, they will be beaten again. If it doesn't suit their taste, they will be beaten again...

"Can I try the pancake?"

Jiang Yanhong looked at her with a smile, "Of course, my sister-in-law's scallion pancake is better than theirs. We can give them a spoonful of pickled cucumber, a sour bean, or cook a pot of dregs porridge. If we sell it cheaply, we will give them the cost. Many people will definitely come to buy it."

Jiang Yanhong is very good at drawing a blueprint.

Fan Qingyi seemed to have seen that the stall was full of people, and stretched out his hand to hand it in, "Give me a scallion pancake..."

"Give me one..."

"I want one too!"

"..."

She also smiled.

"Sister-in-law, let's go look for a house together this afternoon. We can buy things after we find one. It would be best if we could set up the stall tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. A few more stall owners just came and their stalls have been extended to that place..."

She raised her hand and pointed into the distance.

Fan Qingyi looked in the direction of the stall, but couldn't even see the faces of the people in the farthest stall.

She clenched her hands, feeling a little anxious, "Okay."

It should be faster if they look for both sides together.

Unfortunately, the three of them wandered around for most of the afternoon and didn't find a suitable one.

Jiang Yanhong and her husband still had to prepare things for the stall tomorrow, so Fan Qingyi said goodbye to them and went back.

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, a group of gossipy women poked their backs and cursed them with a lot of nasty words.

She lowered her head and walked over quickly. No one dared to stop her with a kitchen knife in her hand.

Auntie Song was waiting for her at the gate of the courtyard with Xiao Shanhu in her arms.

Seeing her holding the kitchen knife in her hand, she felt distressed and sad.

"Yiyi."

When Fan Qing looked up and saw her, the defensiveness and fear in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and he even smiled, "Auntie Song."

Her relieved look made Auntie Song feel sad again.

"You're back. The food is ready. The children are waiting for you to come back and eat together. Come into the yard quickly."

"Hey."

Fan Qing put the kitchen knife back into the basket and took Xiao Shanhu.

Auntie Song carried the basket, and the two walked in one after the other.

"Mom."

"Mom!"

The twins came up, Li Zhenzhu's eyes turned red, and she called out with a choked voice with a flat mouth. She wanted to say something, glanced at Li Liuli beside her, and swallowed her words back.

[My elder sister won't let us say it. Mom is already having a hard time. We can't let her worry about us anymore...]

Fan Qingyi lowered his eyes to look at his eldest daughter, "Ali, what happened to you guys at school today?"

"Nothing happened." Li Liuli shook her head, but she didn't dare look at Fan Qingyi.

[I can't say it. I can't let my mom know.]

Aunt Song frowned and called Song Chengran, "They were bullied? Was it that brat Li Yuanbai?"

Song Chengran looked at Li Liuli.

[Ali won't let us say it. It's not just Li Yuanbai, but also Li Yuanbao. She and several other girls bullied Ali and Zhuzhu...]

Li Liuli shook her head.

"Ali..."

Fan Qingyi touched his eldest daughter's head, "Do you remember what your dad said?"