The goods imported from clothing stores in the provincial capital are basically popular styles.
Not only are the purchase prices high, but the styles are all the same with no novelty.
Jiang Manyue's eyes lit up instantly when she saw a batch of blue denim next to her.
She touched the fabric and had an idea: "Baozhu, give me this denim fabric."
Wang Baozhu didn't quite understand: "Sister, what do you want this denim for?"
"Of course it's used to make money!" She smiled and patted her cousin: "You will know tomorrow."
She has a clear idea of the fashion trends for the next few decades.
After making an appointment with Wang Baozhu to set up the stall tomorrow, Jiang Manyue returned home with the cloth.
As soon as I entered the house, I smelled a burning smell and black smoke was floating in the kitchen.
"Cough, cough, cough!" She frowned and covered her mouth and nose.
Ma Hongxia came out with two plates of burnt dishes. Seeing Jiang Manyue coming back, she questioned her angrily.
"You still remember to come back? You were out all day and didn't even come home to cook."
Her eyes were full of anger, and she launched a barrage of accusations at her.
If Ma Hongxia wasn't extremely hungry, someone as lazy as to not even help when an oil bottle fell over would never go to the kitchen to cook.
In the past, Jiang Manyue was responsible for all the laundry and cooking at home. She took care of the whole family like an old nanny.
She would scold and insult her if she was not satisfied with anything at all. Now her sister-in-law can't stand it if she is not at home for just one day.
Ma Xiaojun's stomach was growling with hunger. He sat at the dining table, picked up the black scrambled eggs and took a sip.
"Pah! It's so disgusting!" He spat out the egg and said, "Aunt, the food you cook is so disgusting."
He threw his chopsticks in anger and pointed at Jiang Manyue: "You greedy and lazy woman, why don't you hurry up and cook for me."
Ma Hongxia even ordered loudly: "When you are not at home, let me serve you all by myself."
"Jiang Manyue, why are you still standing there? Go and cook."
Ma Xiaojun shouted: "I want braised fish and scrambled eggs with tomatoes!"
"Yes, don't forget to stir-fry some shredded pork with green peppers." Ma Hongxia rolled her eyes in disdain and ordered the dishes.
He is really used to bossing her around and treating her like a submissive nanny.
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