Li Meihua nodded like a chick pecking at rice; she understood that making money shouldn't be known to outsiders.
"I understand. I won't tell anyone else about this. It's a family secret, and I won't tell anyone."
Qiao Xiaoni gave her a thumbs up: "That's right, you've already seen the state of our store."
It's already quite well-established. You just need to take care of the children here; you don't need to worry about anything else.
Even if you want to worry about them, wait until they start school. With so many people coming and going, children are most prone to accidents.
Before her daughter could finish speaking, Li Meihua quickly added:
"You don't need to tell me, I know that. I'll take care of the children from now on, and I'll help them after they start school."
Qiao Xiaoni felt relieved; Li Meihua always kept her word. The shop was now running smoothly, and all she had to do each day was collect money. Her sister-in-law wouldn't let her do anything else; she did everything herself, which was excellent.
With the day I start university drawing ever closer, it's time to start preparing some things.
I need to go to school tomorrow to pick up my admission notice, and while I'm at it, I'll also find out what happens to scumbags and scumbags.
8:30 a.m.
Ma Yulan arrived at the shop. There weren't many people eating there at the time, and the bowls were already piled up in a large basin. She had seen this before she entered and tied on the apron she carried with her, ready to get to work.
Li Meihua saw that the person her daughter had invited was a young woman, with a straight posture, who looked like a capable worker. She nodded to Qiao Xiaoni, indicating that the person was good.
Qiao Xiaoni felt a mix of amusement and exasperation. If her mother knew that her second brother had feelings for Ma Yulan, she would be furious. She walked over to Ma Yulan, briefly explained the work process to her, and then told her to get to work.
The 80-cent wage wasn't much, but it wasn't little either. The working hours were short, but the work was a bit tiring. To make sure the customers saw a clean place, she bought a lot of new dishes and bowls, which she then put in a basin after use.
The clock struck nine, and the last two tables of guests started paying their bills. After settling the bills for them, everyone could rest for a bit before preparing lunch.
"Everyone come quick! My son got diarrhea from eating their fried dough sticks!" A shrill woman's voice burst in from outside.
Qiao Xiaoni immediately went outside and saw Zhao Yue, the wife of her old acquaintance Wang Qiang. Beside her was a child who looked to be only four or five years old. The child's face was slightly pale, and he was clutching his stomach, looking like he was in a lot of pain. It didn't seem like he was faking it.
By this time, a large crowd had already gathered at the entrance. Some of them had just arrived at the market and came to join the fun after hearing the noise.
Su Chenhao realized the seriousness of the matter and spoke first: "Stop talking nonsense. Everyone else ate fried dough sticks and didn't get sick. What makes you think your son got sick from eating fried dough sticks?"
This woman really needs to be taught a lesson. It seems the last incident didn't teach him a lesson. I don't know what got into Wang Qiang? He chose such a shrew as his wife.
Wang Qiang, who was collecting management fees at the market, sneezed several times in a row, wiped his nose with his hand, and then moved on to the next shop.
Zhao Yue, holding her son's hand, didn't stop walking, talking to everyone as she went.
“My son didn’t eat anything this morning except for their fried dough sticks. He’s already been to the toilet three times. Look at my son’s face, it’s as white as paper.”
Their fried dough sticks must be fried in unclean oil.
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