"You get up at four in the morning and go to bed so late at night to buy such nice clothes for you, but you don't buy yourself a single piece. Why don't you know how to be proud? Why don't you know how to be proud..." Old Mrs. He was both anxious and angry. She stomped her feet in anger, and tears streamed down her face.
Fearing that something might happen to the emotionally agitated Mrs. He, Mr. He quickly said, "Alright, Mom, I won't gamble anymore, I promise!"
Grandma He wiped away her tears and said earnestly, "Your child is so grown up now, and there are so many younger people in the family. You have to set a good example for them! Even if we criticize you or scold you, you will have no face. You know in your heart who has helped the family to improve its situation. Think about it more."
After finishing her sentence, Grandma He tiptoed to the bathroom to take a shower.
He's mother was so angry that she turned her back on him and ignored him.
Mr. He thought everyone would have calmed down by the next day, but to his surprise, when he woke up the next morning, He Wenlin didn't call him at all!
When they arrived at the store, Mr. He asked, "What vegetables do you want to buy? I'll go buy them."
He Wenlin rinsed the rice, put it on to steam, and said casually, "Thank you, I can do it myself. It's so early in the morning, I wouldn't dare to keep you from resting."
Mr. He was speechless, choked by the words.
After a long pause, he finally said, "You brat, you really have a temper. Have you forgotten who your father is?"
He Wenlin ignored her father; she was determined to give him the cold shoulder.
After steaming the rice, He Wenlin knocked on the door and woke up her second brother and Lin Fei.
"You two come with me to buy groceries."
Lin Fei and He Wenjun were completely dumbfounded.
Mr. He was even more agitated: "He Wenlin, what do you mean?"
It wasn't that He's father thought the grocery shopping job was particularly good, but rather that He Wenlin was clearly diminishing his authority and no longer using him!
This rebellious daughter is truly ruthless; she's going to expel him!
“It doesn’t mean anything.” He Wenlin said seriously, with a businesslike attitude. “I already told you last night that you should find another job. Second brother, Brother Lin Fei, come with me.”
Lin Fei and He Wenjun looked at each other, standing there motionless for a long time.
He Wenlin had already gotten on her bike. Seeing that the two of them hadn't moved, she turned around and said, "What's wrong? Can't I order you around?"
Seeing this, Grandma He said, "If Linlin calls you, then go. It's not safe for her, a young girl, to go so early in the morning."
He Wenjun and Lin Fei glanced at He's father sheepishly before following him.
Mr. He felt his face burning hot and he was very embarrassed!
"Mom, why are you helping those kids..."
Grandma He snorted coldly: "What's wrong with the child? The child is more reliable than you! Let me tell you, this shop was built by Linlin from dawn till dusk, brick by brick, and I will definitely support her! You should go back to work in the factory and stop holding us back."
Father He: "..."
On He Wenlin's side.
Her second brother, He Wenjun, asked her, "Linlin, what's going on between you and my uncle?"
"Comrade He Daming neglected his duties, I have dismissed him!"
"Huh? You're serious?!" Lin Fei exclaimed in shock.
He Wenlin had said she would expel her father because he missed class last time due to playing cards, which interfered with his studies. Lin Fei thought He Wenlin was just bluffing, but who would have thought she would actually do it!
He Wenlin said, "You think he's my dad, so I was just joking?"
He Wenjun and Lin Fei nodded: "After all, he's their own father..."
“I suspect my dad thinks the same way you do, which is why he’s taking this chance,” He Wenlin said. “This time, I’m going to make him realize that even his own father can’t skip work!”
If He Wenlin is so ruthless towards her own father, she must be even less lenient towards others.
Lin Fei and He Wenjun secretly told themselves, "Work hard! Don't repeat He's father's mistakes!"
When He Wenlin arrived at the familiar vegetable shop owner, she bought four large pumpkins, 25 catties of oyster mushrooms, 5 catties each of bean sprouts, cabbage, and shredded vegetables, 32 preserved eggs, 20 catties of pickled cowpeas, 10 catties of chili peppers, and 10 catties each of ginger, scallions, and garlic, spending a total of 100 yuan.
Because there were still leftover meat dishes such as chicken drumsticks, egg dumplings, and chicken gizzards at home, He Wenlin didn't buy many groceries today.
Back at the shop, Grandma He and Dad He worked together quite well, one peeling potatoes and the other slicing them into shreds.
He Wenlin didn't say anything.
She wouldn't force her father to leave, but she also wouldn't assign him any work, leaving him out of the loop.
"Brother Fei, Second Brother, come here, I'll tell you how to stir-fry shredded potatoes." He Wenlin called them over.
Then I stir-fried some shredded potatoes.
From now on, let them each have their own pot and practice on their own. Each time they practice, they should use less ingredients to avoid waste.
"Grandma, prepare more potatoes for them to practice with," He Wenlin said.
"Okay, then I'll cut out a little more." With that, Grandma He sped up her work.
When He Wenlin was stir-frying shredded potatoes, her father quickly came over and grabbed the spatula, saying, "Let me do it, let me do it."
"I won't trouble you. I can manage on my own. You can go about your business." He Wenlin deliberately let go of her hand.
Having no other choice, Mr. He sheepishly went to wash the water spinach and bean sprouts.
By 5:45, the shredded potatoes were ready.
Liu Xiaomei also came to greet the rising sun.
"Good morning, Aunt Liu," He Wenlin greeted her with a smile.
"I'm not late, am I?"
"No, the timing is perfect. Come in." He Wenlin led her into the kitchen and handed her a piece of paper. "This is how to make crispy noodles. I wrote down the steps. You can take a look. Now we'll knead the dough."
He Wenlin washed her hands, took out a bowl and started kneading the dough, teaching as she kneaded.
The first time, I let her watch first, and didn't let her do it herself.
He Wenlin's glutinous rice business is good, so there is a high demand for crispy rice, and she always makes a lot of it each time.
He Wenlin then let Liu Xiaomei cook the second batch of noodles, watching from the side and offering suggestions from time to time.
At 6:15, the dough was all kneaded.
He Wenlin asked her second brother, He Wenjun, to stir-fry noodles for everyone's breakfast. Her second brother's cooking skills really need some practice.
She made a glutinous rice ball for Liu Xiaomei to eat.
Liu Xiaomei took it and said with a smile, "Although I learned this from Master He, to be honest, I still don't know what it tastes like."
Liu Xiaomei heard from her brother that this business was good and the investment was not large, so she blindly paid the money to learn it.
“If you sell this at a liberal arts college or near a school gate, most customers might not be used to the spiciness. Aunt Liu, you can add some pork floss, poached eggs, or pork tenderloin, and it will still taste pretty good,” He Wenlin said. “My customer base is mainly people from out of town, and they all prefer strong flavors, so this flavor is quite popular.”
"Boss He, you're capable and skilled. I'll listen to you."
Upon hearing this, Mr. He suddenly asked, "Linlin, can we make two flavors too?"
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