Because of what happened, they didn't leave in the morning. Qiao Tianli left with everyone after lunch in the afternoon.
After they left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Standing at the gate, Li Meihua sighed, "I never imagined so many things would happen at my daughter's wedding. Even opera singers don't act like this."
Qiao Haisheng: "Yes! If I had known so many things would happen, how could I have invited them over?"
Qiao Xiaoni walked between them: "Dad, Mom, this is just a case of good things coming to those who wait. You don't need to think so much, it's not like we did anything wrong."
Li Meihua held her daughter's hand: "It's good that you don't mind."
Su Chenhao: "Mom, the store is opening tomorrow, so why don't we start preparing now to avoid being scrambling in the morning? If you have something to do, you won't overthink things."
Li Meihua smiled: "Okay, let's do it your way. Let's find more work to do today so we don't want to think about anything else."
Qiao Xiaoni glanced back in the distance; their figures had already disappeared into the distance. She hoped they would learn from their mistake and prevent anything from happening again.
...
A week has passed in the blink of an eye.
The shop is doing even better business than before. With winter approaching, mala tang (a type of spicy hot pot) is becoming increasingly popular. Preparing two large basins of vegetables daily isn't enough to meet demand, and they've run out of seasonal vegetables.
All that was left was Chinese cabbage, potatoes, frozen tofu, wood ear mushrooms, and glass noodles. They never got tired of it; some ate it for several days in a row. We only found out after asking them.
They thought the mala tang was a good deal; it came in a big bowl, and if they weren't full, they could ask for another bowl of soup. That soup wasn't ordinary soup; it was bone broth, with a thick layer of oil floating on top, and it had a richer, more meaty flavor than homemade dishes.
After understanding everyone's needs, Qiao Xiaoni expanded her mala tang business, making more noodles.
Just as they were packing up their stall after seeing off the last group of customers at noon, they saw Qiao Haixing walk into the shop looking exhausted.
These past few days, Qiao Haixing had been coming to the shop to eat and drink for free, never paying afterward. Out of brotherly affection, Qiao Haisheng hadn't asked for any money; after all, it wasn't meat he was eating, so he just considered it an extra pair of chopsticks for family. He occasionally thought about what Qiao Haixing's daughter had done and his current miserable state, so he didn't bother arguing with him too much.
Qiao Xiaoni didn't know what to say, so she just called out as he entered, "Second Uncle!"
"Yes!" Qiao Haixing responded, looking up at his eldest niece. Why was his daughter so troublesome?
He'd made a huge mess with a single snip of the scissors, and before he could even patch it up, she'd made another huge mess at home.
This has caused him and his third brother to be unable to meet now, and they can only avoid each other.
When Qiao Haisheng saw his younger brother arrive, he quickly poured a cup of hot water and turned around to deliver it to the table where his brother was sitting.
"Drink some hot water first, and I'll make you some noodles in a bit."
"Brother... why are you so good to me?" Qiao Haixing couldn't help but ask.
When he first started eating here, he was still holding a grudge, but after a few days, that anger had long since dissipated. Thinking about his daughter's actions, he felt ashamed and hadn't been able to eat anything for the past day or two.
“Aren’t you my brother? We’re blood relatives, even if we argue and fight, you’re still my brother. Besides, those mistakes were all made by your daughter because she didn’t know any better. She’s her, and you’re still you, I can tell the difference.” Qiao Haisheng pulled up a stool and sat down. “How’s the situation at the hospital?”
"Ugh! That kid is such a pain. He couldn't move for the first few days, so he didn't ask much of me."
These past few days have been a bit of a hassle. She's become picky about food and occasionally throws tantrums at me.
What sins did I commit in my past life to give birth to such a rebellious daughter who has caused me so much trouble?
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