"I am Song Xia. Who sent you?"
After answering, Song Xia inquired about Wang the matchmaker.
When she asked about it.
Matchmaker Wang said with a smile, "Master Zhang and his wife sent me. They own several shops in town. They want to marry you as their eldest son's wife because you are hardworking and good-looking. If you marry into the family, you will definitely be the one in charge."
Mr. Zhang and his wife?
How come she doesn't remember when they met this person?
Song Xia was thinking about it.
Old Song leaned closer and asked, "Matchmaker Wang, is what you said really true? Does the Zhang family really own several shops in town?"
"It must be true."
Matchmaker Wang answered without the slightest hesitation.
Goodness, if this is true, how much would the betrothal gifts have to be?
Suddenly, Song Laosi thought of something and asked, "You're not lying to us, are you? It's true that they have a few shops, but they're all losing money; none of them are making a profit."
"No way!"
Matchmaker Wang flicked the handkerchief in her hand, about to continue speaking.
Song Xia's voice rang out: "Get out!"
The matchmaker was completely bewildered. Was she telling her to get lost?
Seeing her standing there in a daze, Song Xia said in a deep voice, "What, do you want me to use a broom or a stick to chase you away?"
"Why are you like this, girl..."
After the matchmaker finished speaking, Song Xia turned to Song Lao Si and said, "Your daughter is so ungrateful. It's her good fortune that the Zhang family has taken a liking to her, but she actually..."
Song Laosi hadn't spoken yet.
Song Xia then went to grab a broom.
When the matchmaker saw that she was serious, she took off running and stood outside shouting, "Song Xia, don't regret this! If you're this fierce, no one will be able to find you a husband in the future!"
Song Xia chased after her with a broom.
The matchmaker was so frightened that she turned and ran away, not daring to chatter on and on.
Get rid of her.
Song Xia went home.
Song Laosi was somewhat unwilling, and he couldn't help but say, "Xia'er, you'll get married sooner or later. If you meet a good one, why are you driving him away? Even if you don't want to, don't you still have your eldest sister and third sister?"
The implication is...
If she is unwilling, she can choose one of Song Chun and Song Qiu to marry into the Zhang family.
"idiot!"
Song Xia rolled her eyes at Song Lao Si and continued, "If the Zhang family is so good, what would they want from our family?"
What's the point?
Song Laosi immediately realized: "Could it be that they're after the noodles? Oh, so that's what they were up to when they sent someone to propose to you."
Besides relying on Song Xia, this is how their family makes money.
If the recipe for Zha Jiang Mian (noodles with minced meat sauce) is taught to others.
It's a miracle they can still make so much money.
But.
Can the Zhang family really calculate things like that?
Fang Xiu said with a worried look, "Xia'er, you treated Matchmaker Wang like that and rejected the Zhang family's marriage proposal. I'm afraid they won't let it go so easily. You must never travel alone in the future, and be careful in everything you do."
"Mother, you don't need to worry too much, I'm not afraid of them."
Song Xia was still worried that they wouldn't come looking for her.
If they come, she'll make them regret messing with her.
the next day.
Song Xia and his group made more noodles than the day before, and went to town early to set up a stall to sell zha jiang mian (noodles with minced meat sauce).
Business is best in the morning and around noon.
In less than fifteen minutes, Song Xia and his group had set up their stall, and a large crowd had gathered around it, filling their only two tables to capacity.
While they were busy cooking noodles and collecting money.
A loud male voice came from behind the crowd: "Get out, get out, all of you get the hell out!"
The people queuing to buy zha jiang mian (noodles with minced meat sauce) were scared away.
The people waiting for their noodles were unwilling to leave so easily, but fearing for their safety, they went to the side to wait.
Song Xia looked up and saw a tall man leading five men who looked about the same size as him walking towards their stall.
The tall, burly man shouted, "What are you looking at? Pack up and get out of here!"
Who are you?!
Old Song was a little afraid of them and only dared to ask from behind Song Xia.
The tall, burly man at the head of the group rolled his eyes at Song Laosi and said, "Who do you care who we are? Whether you accept it or not, we'll smash it up right now!"
"Try smashing one!"
Song Xia looked up and replied.
They came here threatening to smash their stall, clearly having been paid to cause them trouble.
The tall, burly man at the head of the group shouted, "Hey, you little brat, you've got some nerve, daring to talk back to us! I'll show you what it means to regret your actions..."
One of his underlings behind him said, "Boss is really regretting what he did!"
"Shut up!"
After finishing his drink, the tall, burly man reached out and overturned Song Xia and the others' stall.
But unexpectedly.
His hand hadn't even touched it yet.
Song Xia leaped out, grabbed his hand, and twisted it hard.
"ah…"
The tall, burly man screamed in agony.
Several of his henchmen attacked Song Xia simultaneously.
Song Xia was not afraid at all and calmly dealt with their attacks.
It was at this time that...
Brother Jin and his men have arrived.
His chubby underling asked, "Brother Jin, do you see someone causing trouble at Miss Song Xia's stall? Should we do something about it?"
"Need not."
Not only did Brother Jin not step forward to help, but he also didn't send any of his underlings to help. Not only that, he bought a pound of melon seeds from a nearby stall and watched Song Xia beat people up while he peeled them.
At such a young age, he always hits people where it hurts.
Is she still just an ordinary village girl?
After finishing the remaining sunflower seeds in his hand, Brother Jin said to his men who were still eating sunflower seeds, "All of you, get them! Take them down!"
Didn't we say we didn't need to worry about it?
Could it be that they're afraid Miss Song Xia will hit them?
"Okay!"
Jin's men packed up the melon seeds and ran over in unison.
The tall, burly man and his men's expressions changed as soon as they saw it was Brother Jin.
They were about to escape when they were surrounded.
The tall man lowered his head immediately: "Brother Jin, we were blind and didn't know they were people under your protection. Please forgive us, we will never dare to do it again."
They were just local thugs; how could they be a match for Brother Jin and his gang?
Jin stepped forward and patted his face: "Weren't you pretty arrogant at first? You even tried to smash their stall time and time again!"
"I was wrong, I was wrong."
The tall, burly man raised his hand and slapped his own face: "I'm such a bastard, I deserve to be hit."
"Drag him away and beat him!"
At Jin Ge's command, his men began to drag people away.
"Wait a minute."
Song Xia came over and said, "I still have questions to ask them. After you've asked, you can fight however you want."
The tall, burly men: "..."
They thought she was going to plead for them.
That's so inhumane.
Aren't you afraid they'll retaliate against her later?
Brother Jin sat down to the side and said to Song Laosi and the others, "The usual, add minced meat sauce, eight bowls, please."
"well."
Upon hearing this, Song Laosi went with Fang Xiu and the others to cook noodles.
Those who had been eating noodles earlier went to the table to get their own.
They wanted to sit down and eat, but they didn't dare.
Song Xia's gaze fell on the tall, burly men and asked, "Who sent you?"
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