She suddenly let out a scream, which startled Ah Mian.
People at the nearby stalls all looked up and stared. Ah Mian didn't know what was wrong with her, so she took the food from the customers first, and then stood beside her, looking at her curiously.
"I work from dawn till dusk, and after a day's work I can't even stand up straight..." Aunt Liu had recently considered whether she should faint halfway through her work, and squinted at Ah Mian.
"Who is Huang Shiren?" Ah Mian blinked her big eyes. "Is he your son? Is he bad to you?"
Liu Xiufang originally intended to pretend, but A Mian's nonsensical words caused her mind to explode with a "boom," and she actually fainted from the shock!
Upon seeing that someone had fainted, the crowd of onlookers, who had been eager to hear what was happening, quickly gathered around.
"Pouring cold water works! Quick, quick, go get some cold water!"
"Pinching the tiger's mouth and the philtrum is effective! That's what the doctor at the clinic said when my brother-in-law fainted last time."
Where is the tiger's mouth?
"Hey, get out of here, don't make things worse, I have a way!" Someone pinched Liu Xiufang's nose a few times, and when there was no reaction, they had no choice but to slap her haphazardly.
A-Mian couldn't squeeze into the crowd, so she kept jumping up to see what was going on.
"Make way, make way, make way! Cold water's coming—"
Splash—
Liu Xiufang's eyelids trembled.
"There's a response! We can save them!"
Liu Xiufang slowly regained consciousness, and just as she was about to speak, she was slapped several more times across the face, nearly fainting. However, the kind passersby continued to slap her repeatedly, and Liu Xiufang struggled to sit up.
"It's cured! I told you this method works every time!"
When they saw that she had woken up, the passersby greeted each other and dispersed. They had all learned these days that Aunt Liu was a helper hired by A-Mian, not her mother-in-law.
Liu Xiufang's face was swollen like a steamed bun, and her hair was disheveled. She glared at A-Mian and said fiercely, "You're so smug now, aren't you? You must be so happy to see me like this. I can't beat you..."
A passerby who hadn't left retorted, "What are you saying? Everyone kindly helped you, and you're not even grateful. Your employer hasn't done anything to you, it's just that you keep nagging like, 'A woman should work hard, otherwise her in-laws will beat her,' everyone on this street knows that."
"That's right, how can an old-fashioned woman like you be so rigid?"
People on the food street nodded in agreement. They all considered themselves to be very open-minded and quick-witted, otherwise they wouldn't have thought of ways to set up shops along the street as soon as the restrictions of the market were broken.
Who would dare to open a shop or stall without some courage and boldness? Who would make a special trip to try the local delicacies without some assets?
This Aunt Liu is always saying very unpleasant things. Even when the young lady buys a flower, she will purse her lips and say "You really love to be pretty." She also cheated on the weight when getting food before. She is a particularly unlikable person.
Having been through countless battles, Aunt Liu had gradually realized the uselessness of shame as she grew older. When no one supported her, she would wipe her face and pretend nothing had happened.
This world is so strange.
Before this, no young person would dare to speak their mind in public. Not only could Aunt Liu verbally abuse people until they couldn't lift their heads, but she could also lie down on the spot, and then it wouldn't be her who suffered the consequences.
“Aunt Liu, you…” A-Mian was starting to understand, “Do you not want to work for me anymore?”
She was getting angry too. If she didn't want to do it, she shouldn't have made such a scene and ruined her business. "We signed a contract. If you want to leave, just tell me and I'll settle the money with you."
Aunt Liu stammered, "Master, I didn't mean to leave. I just... I had a heatstroke and that's why I was delirious."
She had no choice but to say that, since it was clear that other employers wouldn't hire her, and even if she managed to find work, the other employees wouldn't like her.
Looking back now, it would have been better to stay at Ah Mian's place, at least there was no one else around.
We get five days off a month, unlike other families who only get two days off a month.
“But before you fainted, you called me a heartless boss,” Ah Mian frowned. “Explain yourself clearly. How have I treated you badly?”
"..."
Aunt Liu gave a desperate, dry laugh: "What I meant was, young boss, you only make me do so little work every day, yet you pay me so much. It's really too unfair of you. I'm not feeling well, so I just said a few things. Please don't take it to heart, young boss."
Ah Mian observed her expression and slowly said, "If you're really not feeling well, you should rest at home for a couple of days."
Aunt Liu panicked a little, realizing she had gone too far.
While resting at home, Ah Mian will definitely go to the brokerage to find someone to try out for a job. If she really meets someone suitable, she definitely won't want to work for her anymore.
"I'm fine, really, I'm perfectly fine! Doing these things is just something I do naturally."
Aunt Liu gritted her teeth and persevered in her work.
Ah Mian watched her retreating figure, still feeling somewhat troubled.
I only ate half a bowl of rice for dinner.
I didn't drink any soup either.
Instead, he tied a square scarf around his head and thought about things while cleaning the chicken coop.
When the chicks saw her, they always thought she was a human bringing food, and they all ran over enthusiastically, flapping their wings.
Ah Mian pretended to have food in her hand and scattered it around. Sure enough, the chicks were fooled and kept pecking at the air on the ground. After teasing them like this, Ah Mian was in a better mood.
She vaguely sensed that Aunt Liu didn't actually like washing dishes at all.
Those claims that "when I was young, after finishing my work outside, I especially enjoyed doing housework when I got home" are simply lies.
Meng Chijian sat in the yard mending a broken bamboo basket, glancing occasionally at the chicken coop.
After the "heatstroke incident," the tofu pudding stall finally quieted down for a few days.
Just as Song Dongjia had predicted, business improved day by day until the "Lower Yuan Festival".
Ah Mian found that the stir-fried pork kidneys were not well received, mainly because the food was served too slowly. Customers were too lazy to wait at the stall, so they removed the dish from the menu.
She replaced the cooked pork belly slices that could be added with fresh meatballs, which required more effort to prepare, but the price remained the same as before, still eight coins.
Although it was just a small change, the response was very enthusiastic. Guests felt that the "meat" sensation was much stronger this way, and the meat, when rolled in the tofu soup, had a rich and substantial flavor.
Ah Mian, in one fell swoop, added side dishes such as bean curd sheets and winter melon. As a result, Ah Mian's stall would see long queues during mealtimes. The wooden tables and chairs she brought could only seat a maximum of six customers, and many people brought their own bowls and basins to fill up before going home to eat.
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