Before he finished speaking, Ding Shuya slapped him and said reproachfully, "Zhengjun, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Then, Ding Shuya, who was usually stern and unsmiling at the newspaper office, coaxed Cheng Yue with a loving expression, "Our Yueyue is the smartest."
"Old Cheng, don't you think so?"
“Yes.” Cheng Song nodded hurriedly. “Yueyue is the smartest.”
Cheng Song and his wife tried to coax their daughter by singing in unison, but Cheng Yue found it boring and turned her eyes away in disgust.
She inexplicably came into this world and even became a human.
But she's not stupid at all!
She is a little mythical beast that has lived for over three hundred years!
Very clever!
But now this clever mythical beast is resting its chin on its hand, looking worried. It has taken over the body of the Cheng family's adopted daughter, and the original Cheng Yue can't come back, because she can't go back either.
Feeling guilty, she wanted to bring Cheng's biological daughter back, as a form of compensation, to ease her conscience. However, her sister was unwilling to return.
Oh dear, what should we do?
The Cheng couple looked at their sighing daughter and exchanged glances. In the end, they decided to leave Cheng Zhengjun with her and then went out.
Once they reached the bottom of the stairs, Ding Shuya spoke up, "According to Yueyue, the person who took her to the police station today was probably our child who has been missing for many years."
Cheng Song's expression was solemn. "I didn't expect that we wouldn't meet first, but the children would meet first."
Before the Lunar New Year, the Cheng family planned to go to the Zhou family to reunite with Zhou Sui, but due to Cheng Yue's obstruction, the matter was repeatedly delayed.
"Old Cheng, what do you think we should do now?" Ding Shuya, who is usually decisive, was unusually at a loss.
“I think Yueyue is genuinely not against this anymore.” Cheng Song works in education and initially dealt with all sorts of students, so he could tell that Cheng Yue wasn’t lying about what she said today.
"No matter what, we should go see Zhou Sui."
After he finished speaking, the lobby downstairs fell silent. Ding Shuya clasped her hands together on her knees and after a long while said, "I don't know why, but I feel uneasy."
Cheng Song placed his large hand over his wife's upper hand and comforted her, "Don't worry, we should be happy."
"Although we didn't recognize that child in time for various reasons, the situation at home recently was indeed not suitable for that child to come over."
"You've been running around all day. Go take a bath and get some rest. Tomorrow I'll ask someone to inquire about the child again, and we'll go see her."
Ding Shuya got up and went upstairs, while Cheng Song remained sitting on the sofa, deep in thought. He understood his wife's anxiety, and he felt the same way.
That night, the Cheng couple were destined to have a restless night.
Zhou Sui slept very soundly. After getting up and having breakfast, she slowly made her way to the shop.
Because of her two shops, many students have been attracted to this street, and now several more shops have opened up along the way.
She hadn't been in the store for two days. When she came yesterday, Zhou Meimei told her that many people were loitering around their store, mostly nearby merchants.
Well, Zhou Sui had repeatedly emphasized the importance of keeping quiet during the training, so even if people asked us something, we should change the subject if we could, and just say we didn't know if we couldn't.
Anyway, the store employees are usually busy and don't have time to chat with others.
As soon as Zhou Sui walked in from the intersection, she noticed that a new store was about to open.
As luck would have it, it's the same store that sold it cheaply back then.
A man with short hair was directing the workers inside as they painted the walls. “Make sure you paint it evenly and thoroughly. If you’re lazy, don’t forget about paying me.”
"Hey, you, the one wearing the hat, why are you so slow at your work? Everyone else has finished, and you've only finished half."
"And you, shorty, don't put so much ash on the porcelain. Don't you treat my money like it's nothing?"
The woman's voice was loud and boisterous, and Zhou Sui was able to hear everything she said in just a short time.
As she passed by, she subconsciously glanced inside and noticed that the decor looked quite nice.
When Zhou Sui walked into the snack shop and pushed open the door, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Hmm? She felt that the store she had just seen looked a bit like her own.
She looked up and glanced around the shop. The painting on the wall did indeed resemble her somewhat.
"Manager." Zhou Sui had just entered when Zhou Meimei walked over with a look of grief and indignation. "This is really too much. The newly opened store over there is decorated just like ours."
She must have seen it when she came over.
“That short-haired woman came to our store to eat for a week in a row, and on the weekend she even invited several people to come and eat with us.”
"She said she was there to support our business. I saw that she was a regular customer and had brought so many people with her, so I gave them some side dishes."
"I never expected that the people she called over were actually in the renovation business!" No wonder she said those people were looking left and right while eating.
That's so despicable, copying others so blatantly.
Zhou Sui really didn't expect that someone could learn this much. They were really dedicated. However, judging from the scene she had imagined, that store wasn't much of a threat.
Seeing how angry Zhou Meimei was, Zhou Sui beckoned to her with her finger. After Zhou Meimei muttered a few words to herself, she saw Zhou Meimei turn from anger to laughter and even give Zhou Sui a thumbs up.
"You really are."
Zhou Sui smiled faintly, looking harmless, but in fact she had just given Zhou Meimei a tricky idea.
The shop that stole the techniques is definitely the one that got scammed.
If you want to decorate it just like her shop, then lend her a hand and spend more money on the renovation. That way, you'll feel even more heartbroken when the shop has problems in the end.
Oh dear, oh dear, I had another bad idea today. I'll punish myself by making a hundred small cakes.
The milk tea shop next door doesn't open as early as the snack shop; the staff usually only come to work an hour before students get out of school at noon.
Because one hour is enough time for them to prepare everything.
Zhou Sui usually arrives late, but she came so early today to make desserts. She plans to officially launch new desserts and cakes at the milk tea shop starting this week.
She doesn't know how well the sales will go yet, and she doesn't plan to hire a pastry chef; she'll test the waters herself first.
Donning an apron, hat, gloves, and mask, Zhou Sui entered the kitchen fully equipped. There, she set up an oven—not an electric one, but a manually heated container like a fireplace, with the temperature inside reaching the same level as an oven.
Zhou Sui had to experiment many times before she could get the temperature right. Just as she was about to start, the phone outside suddenly rang loudly.
Both stores have telephones installed because Zhou Sui added the phone number to the promotional flyers to make it easier for people to place orders.
But it's not even store opening time yet, who called so early?
Zhou Sui took off her gloves and walked towards the landline. The ringing was incessant, as if urging her to answer the phone quickly.
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