After learning the purpose of Shen Baolan bringing people to her house, Shen Mingzhu almost laughed out of anger.

She refused without hesitation, "Baolan, you didn't even tell me in advance and suddenly brought people here to ask me to make egg cakes. I wasn't prepared, so I'm afraid it won't work today. I'm really sorry for making everyone come here for nothing."

Shen Baolan had managed to get a few mothers over to see Shen Mingzhu make a fool of herself, but it was not so easy to send them away.

"Mingzhu, you are hiding your skills. Are you afraid that we will steal your skills?"

Shen Mingzhu took a sip of tea calmly. "To be honest, my skill of baking egg cakes is indeed not passed on to outsiders. If outsiders want to learn, they have to pay 50 yuan per person for tuition. But there is one thing, once you learn my skills, you cannot pass it on to others without my permission."

Shen Baolan's eyes widened as she said, "Why don't you go and grab the fifty yuan tuition fee?"

"If you think it's too expensive, you don't have to learn. I won't force you. To be honest, I still rely on this skill to make a living. I don't want to teach my apprentices and starve myself to death. Since we all live in the same family compound, I'll give you a discount. If you want to learn, sign up now. I only charge 40 yuan per person for tuition, and I guarantee your education and tuition."

Several mothers came along to watch the fun, and after hearing what Shen Mingzhu said, they all looked embarrassed.

"Ziheng's mother, you misunderstood. We are just here to visit and chat, not to learn a skill."

"I heard that you can make egg cakes and make money, so everyone is curious and came to watch the fun."

Shen Mingzhu smiled and said, "It's not going to be a lively party, but I welcome you to have tea and chat. Please take a seat first. I'll go cut some fruit for you all."

Shen Baolan mocked, "Come on, Mingzhu, you can fool others but not me. When you were in your hometown, you couldn't even cook, but now that you're in the city, you can make egg cakes? Tell me the truth, did you buy that egg cake from outside to fool people?"

Shen Mingzhu did not expect Shen Baolan to have such a rich imagination. She was both angry and amused at the same time.

However, she was not stupid enough to make egg cake on the spot to prove her innocence just because of Shen Baolan's doubts.

She might as well spend her time thinking about ways to make money.

"Baolan, whatever you think, I still say the same thing, if you want to learn the craft from me, you have to pay the tuition first."

"Shen Mingzhu, just make it up. If you can make egg cake, read my name backwards!"

No matter how Shen Baolan provoked her, Shen Mingzhu would not be fooled.

Several mothers were skeptical about Shen Baolan's statement at first, but when they saw that Shen Mingzhu refused to make egg cakes to prove her ability, they believed Shen Baolan's words to 80%.

The next day, people in the family compound were saying that Shen Mingzhu didn't know how to bake an egg cake at all, and some even gave her the nickname "The King of Bragging".

Shen Mingzhu didn't know all this, and even if she did, she wouldn't care. True gold is not afraid of fire. Whether she has the ability or not is not determined by what others say.

Although Pei Wenping's house is bigger than Pei's, it cannot accommodate the large population. In addition to her parents-in-law, there is also a younger brother-in-law. Pei Wenping herself has a pair of children. Seven people live in a three-bedroom and one-living-room house. To be honest, it is quite crowded, but the family atmosphere is quite harmonious. The family are all well-educated people. They did not look down on Shen Mingzhu because she has a rural household registration. At least they were polite to her on the surface.

Pei Wenping was in charge of cooking at noon and prepared a table full of dishes.

After dinner, Pei Wenping took the twins, and Shen Mingzhu took Pei Ziheng, and the mother and children went shopping first, and then went to the movies when they were tired.

Pei Wenping’s husband is Chen Yi, a literary author and also a screenwriter at a film studio. The movie tickets Pei Wenping gave her last time were obtained by Chen Yi from his workplace.

When Pei Wenping got home from the movie, her mother-in-law and husband had already prepared the dough for the dumplings and were waiting for Shen Mingzhu to prepare the dumpling fillings.

"Sister-in-law, I had pork and cabbage dumplings at your house last time. They were so delicious that I still remember them today. You have to teach me well."

Shen Mingzhu was naturally not stingy with her own family, and she taught Pei Wenping several ways to prepare dumpling fillings without reservation.

When the dumplings were cooked, the Chen family ate them and praised them highly, jokingly saying that Shen Mingzhu could open a dumpling shop and her business would surely be prosperous.

Speaking of business, Pei Wenping curiously asked Shen Mingzhu how much she earned from Wang Defa's business.

This shocked Pei Wenping and the Chen family.

Ten dollars may not sound like a lot, but if you earn ten dollars a day, wouldn’t you be able to earn three hundred dollars a month?

Pei Wenping worked as an accountant in a cotton mill, and her monthly salary including allowances was less than 100 yuan.

"Oh, sister-in-law, you are so promising. When Pei Yang calls me, I must tell him so that he won't look down on you."

Shen Mingzhu found it funny and thought to herself, this is just the beginning. She can do much more than this.

After eating the dumplings, Pei Wenping took out several heavy bundles of old books, which were Chen's younger uncle's elementary, junior high and high school textbooks, and asked Shen Mingzhu to take them back for study.

There were too many books for Shen Mingzhu to carry, so Pei Wenping and her husband specially sent her and her son back to the family compound.

Shen Mingzhu and Pei Ziheng took the bus, while Pei Wenping and her husband followed behind on a motorcycle.

Outside the car window, the street scene was rapidly receding. Pei Ziheng seemed to be looking out the window, but in fact he was observing Shen Mingzhu through the reflection of the car window glass.

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He felt more and more that the woman next to him was not the same vicious stepmother in his previous life.

A person's habits may be disguised, but his conversation, knowledge and upbringing are engraved in his bones and cannot be changed.

Could she be a body snatcher? If he could be reborn, then it was not surprising that he could take over another body.

But he was very confused about where the original Shen Mingzhu had gone and whether she would come back in the future.

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The next day was Sunday. Early in the morning, some children came and asked Pei Ziheng to go downstairs to play. Shen Mingzhu recognized that several of the children were from the staff housing compound, and one of them was Zhou Hao.

Pei Ziheng didn't want to go, and was forcibly "swept" out by Shen Mingzhu.

After spending some time together, she discovered that her stepson was not only cold to her as his stepmother, but also to the people and things around him. He even had a tendency to be autistic, and would often lock himself in the room, and no one knew what he was doing.

If this continues, even if the stepson does not become a twisted villain in the future, he will become a mentally ill person.

While he is still young, let him go out more often and play with friends of the same age. Who knows, maybe he will gradually become cheerful and outgoing.

After "driving" her stepson out, Shen Mingzhu put on gloves and an apron and started cleaning.

I've been busy with the oven and egg cakes recently, and I haven't cleaned the house for almost a week.

"Pei Yang, are you home?"

Shen Mingzhu was doing housework while listening to a tape on a tape recorder, so much so that she didn't hear the person knocking on the door until it took her a long time.

I turned off the music and opened the door. It turned out to be Aunt Yang downstairs.

"Hey, Pei Yang's wife, please go downstairs and take a look. Your Xiao Heng is fighting with someone."

When Shen Mingzhu heard Pei Ziheng fighting downstairs, she immediately threw away the mop, picked up the keys and ran downstairs.

(End of this chapter)