The day after returning from the south was the day of the school mock exam.
In order to let Lin Qingqing concentrate on the exam, Zhou Zhuo got up early in the morning to help Xue Guixiang cook, and all the food he made was his wife's favorite.
Xue Guixiang is very busy now. Yesterday, Lin Qingqing came back from Huacheng and went to Shijiazhuang to give the goods she brought for Boss Zhang to him, making a lot of money from him.
Then she bought more than a dozen rolls of cloth from him, all of which were new patterns and colors that came out this spring. Xue Guixiang was busy again for the next few days.
After receiving the cloth and settling the bill, Boss Zhang gave Lin Qingqing a lot of change.
Boss Zhang grimaced in pain, "Xiao Lin, who's making the most money between us? I'm afraid the money I made from you buying cloth three times is not as much as the money I made from you buying it once. That's too cruel."
Lin Qingqing smiled and said, "Boss Zhang, once you sell some, you'll know that the goods I give you are not expensive. I guarantee you'll make a lot of money."
Boss Zhang rolled his eyes and said that the wholesale price of clothes in Huacheng was very cheap. Only a fool would believe her.
However, Lin Qingqing had a sharp eye and chose very fashionable styles for him. He could imagine how popular his stall would be tomorrow.
He thought smugly, Humph, that guy surnamed Wang next door must be so pissed off. He often buys goods from the south, and he always likes to show off his bag of cash when he closes his stall every afternoon.
Tomorrow he will also be proud of himself...
Xue Guixiang cooked a pot of millet porridge. Zhou Zhuo thought that his wife had to take an exam today and needed something to eat to satisfy her hunger, so he mixed some batter, beat a few eggs into it, and spread a pile of salty food on the stove.
He controlled the heat very well, and the salty food at the stall was golden and greasy, and smelled fragrant while it was hot.
"Mom, wash some coriander and carrots. Qingqing doesn't like carrots, so she might eat some if you roll them in." Zhou Zhuo talked to his mother while he was busy.
Xue Guixiang was also willing to let her daughter-in-law eat better, but her son only had his wife in his heart, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. While washing vegetables, she complained: "Zhou Zhuo, you only know how to feel sorry for your wife. I, your mother, work hard every day from dawn to dusk, and you don't know how to feel sorry for her?"
Zhou Zhuo knew his mother was jealous when he heard this, and smiled helplessly: "I know Mom likes salty food the most, so I spread salty food for you this morning. This is not a heartache."
"Hmph, don't think I don't know that you're just worried your wife will be hungry, so you're spreading the food out for her. When did I become so important to you?"
Zhou Zhuo came over, hugged her from behind, and whispered innocently, "Mom, I'm just trying to coax your wife for you. Only when she's happy can our family be happy. Think about it, if she's unhappy, she'll feel uneasy every day and get angry at me for no reason. You must be uncomfortable watching that. My wife is an outsider, and I'm her biological mother. We have to work together to coax her. Only when she's happy can our family be harmonious and happy."
"Stop talking nonsense to me, the pot is burnt, why don't you go quickly."
Zhou Zhuo also smelled a burnt smell and hurriedly turned it over.
When serving the rice, Xue Guixiang peeled an egg and put it in her daughter-in-law's bowl. Zhou Zhuo saw it and said, "Mom, you are too partial. Peel an egg for me too."
"You don't have hands." Xue Guixiang curled her lips. "I've been through this before, and I understand your logic better than you do."
Zhou Zhuo looked at his mother's back helplessly, seriously suspecting that he was not her biological child.
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