Chapter 182 Dong Su'e is going to be a grandmother? (1/2)



Chapter 182 Dong Su'e is going to be a grandmother?

"Comrade, how many copies do you want?"

“Eight portions!”

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll get it for you!"

Zhang Meiya is a thin person and doesn't seem to talk much, but she gives people a warm and down-to-earth feeling. The key is that the Lotus Leaf Rice Restaurant is already quite famous, and with her hospitality, business has not declined, and the glass windows are still crowded with people.

"Sister Meiya, please take care of it first. I'm going to the bathroom!"

"Go!"

Lin Xianxian's commission is calculated based on the sales of each group. Zhang Meiya and Liu Yuying are in the same group, and then the commission is further calculated within the group.

Obviously, if one of the members is not doing well, it will directly affect the salary of another member.

Zhang Meiya didn't think much about it, as she never expected that Liu Yuying would be gone for three hours.

As a newcomer, she could only persuade herself to be magnanimous. She also had to support her family, so she had to work even harder.

But no matter how hard she worked, she was still a human being, not a machine. She felt a little painful because she couldn't handle the previous few peak hours and lost a lot of customers.

At four o'clock, Wu Yuhua and another girl came to take over her job. Zhang Meiya could only return home with her two children with regret.

Lin Xianxian immediately asked Naosan to go to the provincial capital to purchase production equipment for the food factory and asked him to complete it within two days.

After Lin Xianxian finished her work, she went to the tailor shop to get the cotton-padded jacket she made for Jiang Cheng, a big bag full of it.

When he got home on his bicycle, he saw a truck parked at the door, and Zhao Baode was directing two workers to move things.

"sister in law!"

Zhao Baode greeted Lin Xianxian when he saw her, and Lin Xianxian nodded lightly.

Looking at her up close, Lin Xianxian was truly stunningly beautiful. Zhao Baode suppressed a sly smile. No wonder Jiang Cheng had collapsed the bed.

"Xianxian, what's wrong with this bed? Why would Jiang Cheng want to change it out of the blue?"

Facing her mother-in-law's question, Lin Xianxian felt that Zhao Baode across from her had seen through something. She blushed and said, "How should I know?"

The two masters moved the bed from Lin Xianxian's room to the yard and brought in the latest Simmons mattress. The moon-colored cushions looked high-end and luxurious. The people in the village looked at Lin Xianxian with envy.

After placing the new bed properly, Zhao Baode said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, now you can sleep peacefully!"

Lin Xianxian felt as if there was something else behind these words. Her face flushed red as if dripping blood. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz. She pretended not to understand and said, "That old bed is fine!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the old bed in the yard fall apart with a loud "pop".

"Jiang Bao, why did you break your brother and sister-in-law's bed? I want to move into my room. This is what your father left behind!"

Dong Su'e looked distressed, as this was something Jiang Yongnian had prepared for Jiang Cheng a long time ago.

Jiang Bao looked aggrieved, "Mom, I didn't touch it. I didn't break it."

Dong Su'e took a look and saw a big hole in the center of the bed. This must have been caused by the adults exerting too much force.

She looked confused. The master didn't even touch the bed board just now?

Lin Xianxian ran into the room with a red face. She felt like a thief.

Aunt Zhou was suddenly very happy and whispered in Dong Su'e's ear: "Su'e, you will be a grandmother soon!"

"ah?"

Seeing Dong Su'e's confused look, Aunt Zhou whispered something in her ear. Dong Su'e rubbed her hands excitedly and smiled.

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