"Thank you, sis."

Shen Mingzhu sincerely thanked Pei Wenping.

It is said that a woman’s marriage is her second reincarnation. As far as this is concerned, she has been reborn into the right place.

Whether it is Pei Yang or her elder sister-in-law Pei Wenping, they are both people with upright values ​​and who protect their shortcomings. It is her luck to be a relative with such people.

Pei Wenping scolded, "Why thank you? You are my sister-in-law. If I don't help you, how can I help an outsider?"

After a while, the water in the pot on the stove boiled. Pei Wenping stopped chatting and went to the kitchen to cook dumplings.

Pei Wenping regretted it the moment she took her first bite of the dumplings.

She should have cooked a few more! It was so delicious! The skin was thin and the fillings were rich. It was salty and delicious when I took a bite. The juice was so rich that I wanted to swallow my tongue.

After eating the dumplings, Pei Wenping drank up all the soup.

satisfy.

After washing the pots and bowls, Pei Wenping dried her hands and prepared to go to work. "Sister-in-law, when are you free to come to my house and sit down? We can make dumplings for dinner."

Shen Mingzhu agreed, "I'll take Xiaoheng over on Saturday when he doesn't have school. I should have visited you and your brother-in-law a long time ago, but I've been busy cleaning the house lately and haven't had the time to go."

Pei Wenping was immediately delighted. "Okay, then it's settled. Come to my house for dinner on Saturday. You guys come over in the morning. I'll make you sweet and sour pork at noon, and we'll make dumplings in the evening."

"OK."

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Everyone in the Zhou family noticed that something was wrong with Shen Baolan.

Normally she was as quick and diligent as a clockwork, but today she was like an eggplant hit by frost, wilting. After dinner, she did not teach her stepson to recite the multiplication tables, but went back to her room and lay down by herself.

Zhou Quanchuan couldn't help but mutter to his wife, "Could it be that Shuhuan's wife is pregnant? She looks listless."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Sufen rolled her eyes and said, "If you don't understand, stop talking nonsense. What are you thinking about when you just married Ban Mingyue?!"

Zhou Quanchuan touched his head awkwardly and went out for a walk.

Ma Sufen came to the door of her son's room and nodded at Zhou Shuhuan who was lying on the bed reading.

What happened to your wife? How would I know?

Ma Sufen cleared her throat, walked into her son's room, and walked to Shen Baolan's side. "Baolan, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Do you want Shuhuan to take you to the health center?"

Shen Baolan turned over, but didn't get up. She just lay there, "Mom, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine after a rest. You help Xiaohao take a bath later. I'm going to sleep first."

"Oh, okay, then you should take a good rest."

When Ma Sufen went out, she also called her son away. The mother and son were whispering something in the living room, and Shen Baolan was not in the mood to listen.

She is so depressed.

I don't understand why Pei Wenping would tolerate Shen Mingzhu's wasteful behavior.

It was clearly Shen Mingzhu who did something wrong. Which daughter-in-law is as extravagant as Shen Mingzhu? She was kind enough to tip off Pei Wenping, but not only did she not thank her, she even scolded her for meddling in other people's business.

She was so mad!

He's just an accountant, what's so great about him? Your brother deserves to die young.

In the living room, Ma Sufen was questioning her son whether he had a conflict with Shen Baolan. Zhou Shuhuan naturally denied it. Ma Sufen was puzzled, what happened to her daughter-in-law?

She didn't care much about Shen Baolan, but she was worried that if Shen Baolan continued to be in such a depressed state, no one would help her with housework and taking care of her grandchildren.

Fortunately, Shen Baolan recovered fully the next day. She got up before dawn to prepare breakfast for the family. After that, she went out to work happily, which made Ma Sufen breathe a sigh of relief.

After sending Pei Ziheng to kindergarten and returning home, Shen Mingzhu wrapped her hair with a silk scarf, tied an apron around her neck, and began preparing to bake an egg cake.

Wang Defa would come over to pick up the egg cakes after get off work in the afternoon, and she had to bake all 20 kilograms of cakes before 6 pm.

Worried that there wasn't enough time, she specially asked a mother with whom she had a good relationship to help her take Pei Ziheng back to the family home in the afternoon.

The clock on the wall ticked.

As batch after batch of egg cakes came out of the oven, the whole compound was filled with the rich sweet aroma of cake, causing everyone to sniff their noses, thinking that a new cake factory had opened near the compound.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, twenty kilograms of egg cakes were finally baked.

Pei Ziheng, who had been home for a while, sat in the living room pretending to watch TV, but in fact he was smelling the aroma of egg cakes while staring at the mountain of egg cakes on the dining table.

This woman actually baked so many egg cakes in just one day.

She might as well sell egg cakes from now on.

After removing the last egg cake from the mold, Shen Mingzhu waved to her stepson on the sofa, "Xiao Heng, come here."

Pei Ziheng walked over slowly.

Shen Mingzhu gave him a round egg cake.

The freshly baked egg cake has a thin and crispy crust, but the inside is exceptionally delicate and sweet, with a hint of orange scent.

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It's his favorite flavor.

Seeing that her stepson was eating with relish, Shen Mingzhu also took a piece of egg cake for herself, boiled water and made a pot of scented tea, waiting for Wang Defa to come.

Just after 6 o'clock, Wang Defa came with four large bamboo baskets. He was accompanied by a nephew of the Wang family who helped carry the egg cakes.

One bamboo basket can hold five pounds of egg cakes, and four baskets can hold just twenty pounds.

After settling the bill and collecting the money, Shen Mingzhu gave an extra pound of food as a gift to the old lady to celebrate her birthday. Wang Defa left happily.

Wang Defa was a stranger. The uncle and nephew were walking in the family compound carrying four baskets of egg cakes, attracting a lot of attention.

Some curious people came forward to inquire and learned that the four large baskets of egg cakes were bought from the Pei family. Everyone then suddenly realized that it was not a new cake factory opened nearby, but Shen Mingzhu tinkering at home.

One person tells ten people, ten people tell a hundred people.

That night, everyone in the entire compound knew about Shen Mingzhu's experience of making egg cake.

It was not until then that Shen Baolan understood why Pei Wenping scolded her for meddling in other people's business. After all, Shen Mingzhu was not spending money indiscriminately, but making money.

After dinner and washing the dishes, Shen Baolan took off her apron and ran to Pei's house.

She wanted to know how Shen Mingzhu made the egg cake and how much money she made.

Shen Mingzhu was just worrying about the two large buckets of charcoal ash produced by baking egg cakes when Shen Baolan came to her door.

"Mingzhu, I heard that you made egg cakes and sold them today. How much did you sell them for?"

Shen Mingzhu pointed to two buckets of charcoal ash and said, "Help me carry them downstairs, and I'll tell you."

Shen Baolan was like a cat with its fur standing on end. She put her hands on her hips and scolded her, "How shameless of you! You want me to help you with your work? You're dreaming!"

"Don't you want to know how much money I made today?"

“…”

Of course Shen Baolan wanted to know, otherwise she wouldn't have come running over to ask after dinner.

Shen Baolan rolled her eyes and said, "I can help you take out the trash, and you can give me half of the money you earn."

Good man, why don’t you go and rob it?

Shen Mingzhu rolled her eyes and said, "Forget it, I don't need your help, just go."

Shen Baolan was unwilling to leave because she didn't hear what she wanted to hear.

If she doesn't get to the bottom of things, she won't be able to sleep at night.

(End of this chapter)