Chapter 82 Second Aunt, the Pattern Needs to Be Opened
Jiang Jinzhou watched them finish eating, and then watched Shen Jun wash the thermos bucket.
Then he went back with the thermos.
Before leaving, he specifically told me that I would come again in the evening!
Still coming? Shen Jun was going crazy. Was he here to monitor him?
Right! That’s what Jiang Jinzhou thought. A surprise inspection, and if you don’t perform well, you’ll get beaten!
After that, Jiang Jinzhou personally delivered every meal in the hospital and checked on his brother-in-law's progress in completing his tasks.
Very good, very obedient, everything is done according to requirements.
Liang Xiulan helped Jiang Danyue massage and clear the blockage three times. Jiang Danyue's milk supply has completely returned to normal and the child's skin has gradually regained its luster.
The doctor originally asked Jiang Danyue to stay in the hospital for three days, but Jiang Danyue refused to cooperate with the doctor's examination and treatment, and was not discharged until five days later.
Sent directly to the Shen family.
When he returned home, Jiang Jinzhou saw Shen Jun's elderly and sick mother again.
My waist aches, my legs aches, my head aches, and now I have a toothache. He said he was worried about Jiang Danyue and was anxious and upset at home.
If you are anxious, why don't you go to the hospital and check it out? You are pretending to be serious.
"Oh... my old bones are really giving out... I hate myself. How can I take care of my daughter-in-law?"
Ever since Jiang Jinzhou had listened to Liang Xiulan's analysis of the hidden meanings of people's words at the Liang family, he had been able to directly discern what the old woman meant.
She was still expressing that she couldn't serve.
Jiang Jinzhou played dumb and responded: "Just take a rest if it hurts you, your son is here!"
Hearing this, the expression on Shen's mother's face froze for a moment.
"Alas... my son is very busy with his business all day long. If he has to take care of his wife and children every day, what will happen to the business?"
"Alas... Even if it hurts like hell, I have to share the pain with my son..."
Jiang Jinzhou chuckled: "Well, you two can discuss it. Anyway, my sister can't work or take care of the children! Don't get angry!"
"I've already told my brother-in-law about the specific precautions. If you really can't stay idle, just help my brother-in-law do some work!"
"You're already old, don't tire yourself out!"
What a good child, he knows how to care for others.
Mother Shen: Thank you so much!
Jiang Jinzhou said a few more words to Shen Jun, then said goodbye to Jiang Danyue and left the Shen family.
Mother Shen watched him walk out of the door arrogantly, her waist straightened up in anger, she ran to the front door swiftly, slammed the door shut, and returned to the main house cursing.
Jiang Jinzhou's injury was almost healed, and he had no problem riding a bike. There was no reason for him to stay in the dormitory alone with Liang Xiulan anymore.
When he passed by Shen's house on his way home, he stopped by to see if Shen Jun had treated his eldest sister harshly.
Shen Jun is now busy in the store during the day and goes home to wash diapers at night. Shen's mother serves him three meals a day and takes care of her grandson even though she has a sore back. Jiang Jinzhou is quite satisfied.
Soon, Jiang Jinzhou's two-week vacation was over and he had to go back to work.
At night, he hugged Liang Xiulan and acted like a scoundrel and refused to leave.
"Starting tomorrow, I can only see you once a day. What should I do if I miss you?"
"roll!"
"I'm used to eating the food you cook. The food in the factory tastes terrible. Why don't you sell food at the entrance of our factory?"
"roll!"
"Can I kiss you again?"
"roll!"
"Fuck! Can you stop talking so much? Can't you tell me something else?"
"climb!"
Jiang Jinzhou: “…”
So sad... This woman is so heartless.
But he loves me so much, what can I do? Sometimes I even feel like I am such a loser.
…
At noon that day, Liang Xiulan's noodle stall welcomed a distinguished customer.
The distinguished guest wore a suit and tie, his hair was combed meticulously, and his leather shoes were polished even shinier than his hair.
He looked at the sign hanging on the cart and became curious about the three words "Shell Noodles" written on it.
"What are shell noodles?"
Liang Xiulan lifted the cloth covering the shell basin and said, "It's actually made with flour, but it's just different in shape and tastes a bit more sour."
"Oh... give me a bowl of shell noodles to try!"
He took out a dollar and handed it to Liang Xiujuan.
Liang Xiujuan took the opportunity to promote her: "We can give you a free French fries as an extra side. Do you want to try it? You've definitely never had sweet potato fries."
The man raised an eyebrow, also curious about the sweet potato fries.
"Okay, give me one!"
He took the fifty cents that Liang Xiujuan had given him in change and found a table to sit down.
With such a large sum of money, it seems a bit inappropriate to eat noodles at this small noodle stall, right?
Liang Xiulan glanced at him curiously, but he kept looking at the cart.
Obviously, he was curious about the cart as well.
"What are you looking at?" Liang Xiulan asked as she handed him French fries.
The man smiled and said, "Where did you buy this car? It has quite powerful functions."
"Oh, this isn't something I bought. My dad made it at home."
"Oh, your dad is also a capable man. Can I meet him?"
Judging from the tone and temperament, he was not an ordinary person. She asked tentatively: "Excuse me, are you..."
The man chuckled and explained, "I'm a salesperson for a tricycle manufacturer. I came here today to discuss business and to order some flyers from the printing factory."
"Selling tricycles?"
The word "money" exploded in Liang Xiulan's mind.
To her, the person sitting in front of her was not a person, but a pile of money.
"Do you like my cart? Do you want to add a cargo box to your tricycle?"
"Yes, our technical consultant is currently researching this matter."
Money, isn’t it rolling in?
Liang Xiulan immediately sat down in front of him excitedly and began to talk eloquently.
"Oh, you asked the right person.
Let me tell you, this car was invented by me. I drew the blueprints and my dad built it himself. I also have an even more advanced one, a box-type tricycle made of sheet metal..."
"Breakfast sellers... roasted sweet potatoes sellers... fried chicken and fried skewers sellers..."
"You can also add a shed to the tricycle. Plastic or iron, it's fine. It can protect you from the wind, rain and sun..."
Liang Xiulan talked to him incessantly about many novel ideas.
The expressions on the salesperson's face were waves of surprise.
"Great! How do you come up with so many ideas? Would you like to come to our company?"
As soon as she said this, Liang Xiulan immediately stopped smiling and pretended to be profound.
"Of course, I can, but if I use my brain to come up with the design for you, the cost will be..."
After hearing these two words, what else did he not understand?
"I'll go back and discuss this with our leader. If he approves, then the cost will definitely be no problem!"
"As long as you draw the design draft, we will pay the design fee. If you can provide guidance, the guidance fee will also be indispensable."
"Really? Thanks for the recommendation! This bowl of noodles is for you! And I'll give you a huge portion of fries, too!"
The lunch boxes produced by the printing factory were ready, and she was one of the first users. Since having this paper bowl, Liang Xiulan has sold a lot of extra noodles.
At this time, this paper bowl is perfect for serving extra-large French fries.
The man felt Liang Xiulan's enthusiasm and was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.
He said he couldn't put it away, but the bowl was already in front of him.
"Don't worry! This will definitely work!"
After the man left with the extra-large portion of French fries, Zhou Caiju pulled Liang Xiulan aside and felt distressed.
"Why did you make so much? That's enough for three servings!"
Liang Xiulan clapped her hands: "Oh... Second Aunt, you need to open up!"
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