Shen Baolan stared at her blankly, "What do you mean?"

"It means literally, remember it, eat more good food."

After saying that, Shen Mingzhu kicked the man out on the pretext of work.

Shen Baolan stood at the gate of the food factory. She wanted to go in and find Shen Mingzhu to ask for clarification, but the gatekeeper refused to let her in.

She had to go home first as she had to set up her stall.

When she was free at the stall, Shen Baolan couldn't help but ponder what Shen Mingzhu said.

Tell her to eat more good food, she doesn't believe Shen Mingzhu is so kind.

There must be another purpose.

Shen Baolan thought and thought, but couldn't figure it out, so she simply went to find a vendor selling fried fruits at a stall nearby.

"Guan Erniang, if someone tells you to eat something good, what does that mean?"

Guan Erniang rolled her eyes at her and said, "If you don't understand this, I will curse you."

Shen Baolan was a little confused, "What's the explanation?"

"You see on TV, aren't the prisoners on death row given a good meal before being beheaded? Letting you have a good meal means that you are about to die. What else can it be but a curse on you?"

Shen Baolan suddenly understood.

You, Shen Mingzhu, actually dare to curse me.

She was furious and was about to go find Shen Mingzhu to settle the score.

But then she thought again, Shen Mingzhu had dreamed about the future just like her, so could it be that she was not cursing her, but that she was really going to die?

It was a sunny day, but Shen Baolan felt as if she had been doused with ice water and was sweating profusely.

Instead, she didn't dare to look for Shen Mingzhu.

She was afraid that the answer she would hear would be the same as she expected.

"Why did you close the stall so early today? Have you sold all your goods?"

In the family compound, Ma Sufen couldn't help but wonder when she saw Shen Baolan coming back from work at just three o'clock.

Shen Baolan acted as if she didn't hear anything. She pushed the snack cart straight into the carport, didn't even pack up her tools and stuff, and went upstairs with her bag of money to go home.

Ma Sufen saw that she looked like she had lost her soul, and thought that she might be sick, so she took her little grandson and went back with her.

When I got home, I saw Shen Baolan lying on her side on the bed, motionless.

Ma Sufen rarely showed concern, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

"Mom, I want to be alone."

Why do I want Jingjing again? Who is this Jingjing?

Ma Sufen didn't say anything, but she was secretly worried in her heart.

When he came to his senses, he saw his little grandson opening the purse that Shen Baolan had thrown on the sofa and tearing the bills as if they were paper.

"Oh my goodness, my dear, please stop it!"

After sending her grandson away to play other things, Ma Sufen counted her money bag and found that there was more than usual, which made her very happy.

He no longer complained about Shen Baolan finishing work early and going home to lie down, and even thought about making something delicious in the evening to nourish Shen Baolan.

Only when you are in good health can you continue to earn money for your family.

But Ma Sufen had no idea that Shen Baolan usually hid half of the money she earned from the stall. Today, she was busy and didn't bother to hide it, so the money was a little more.

…

Shen Baolan lay in bed for two days, without any appetite, and even refused to eat her favorite stewed pig's trotters, nor did she go out to the stall to earn money.

How can this go on? I can earn at least 20 yuan for one day of stall operation, but 40 yuan less for two days of not operating the stall.

"Baolan, what happened to you?"

"Mom, I feel bad."

"If you feel unwell, let's go to the hospital."

Shen Baolan burst into tears and cried while hugging Ma Sufen, "Mom, if I die, what will happen to my Yuanbao? Wuuwuwu..."

She is going to die.

She is going to die.

She hasn't lived enough, why is her life so miserable?

The more Shen Baolan thought about it, the sadder she became, and her tears flowed like the water of the Yangtze River.

Ma Sufen touched her forehead and thought it wasn't hot, so why did she start talking nonsense?

Could it be that I have encountered an evil spirit?

Ma Sufen immediately went out and invited Ma Xiangu to her home.

"Auntie, please take a look at Baolan. She has been lying in bed for two days and she is still talking nonsense. Could it be that she has been possessed by a ghost?"

Ma Xiangu walked up to Shen Baolan, and before she could ask any questions, Shen Baolan suddenly sat up from the bed and knelt down in front of Ma Xiangu.

"Fairy, please save me, I don't want to die, please save me!"

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Ma Xiangu looked her up and down and asked, "How did you know you were going to die?"

"It was Shen Mingzhu who said that. She said I was dying."

Ma Sufen was listening with her ears perked up, wondering why Shen Baolan was so sure that she wouldn't live long. But when she heard that it was Shen Mingzhu who said that, she almost got furious.

"You fool, you believe what she said?" She couldn't help but curse.

"It's true. She dreams, and everything she dreams about is real. If she says I'm going to die, then I'm definitely going to die."

Ma Sufen was so angry that she didn't know what to say, and she couldn't understand why her daughter-in-law was so stupid as to believe Shen Mingzhu.

She politely saw Ma Xiangu out the door and turned around to go to Shenjiagou.

We must ask Shen Mingzhu for an explanation on this matter.

But she had suffered losses at the hands of Shen Mingzhu and didn't want to take the lead.

As expected, as soon as Liu Cuihua heard that her daughter was bullied by Shen Mingzhu, she immediately went into the city.

…

"Boss Shen, Liu Cuihua is here, shouting at the factory gate, saying that you bullied Shen Baolan and she wants to ask you for an explanation."

Seeing Shen Mingzhu looking at her with a smile, Shen Hongmei was a little confused, "Boss Shen, what are you laughing at?"

Shen Mingzhu closed the pen cap and said, "You are much calmer now than before. You are no longer panicky when encountering things. I am very relieved."

Shen Hongmei was slightly stunned.

When she was in the village before, she was indeed afraid of Liu Cuihua, and felt that when Liu Cuihua got angry, she was like a man-eating tigress.

But just now, she saw Liu Cuihua standing at the factory gate with her hands on her hips and cursing. Apart from curiosity, she did not feel the slightest bit of nervousness or fear in her heart.

The food factory has grown from a small workshop with only a few people to an enterprise with hundreds of people today, and it has also grown along the way, becoming better and stronger.

Looking at Shen Mingzhu walking in front of her, Shen Hongmei's eyes were full of admiration and her steps became more determined.

When Shen Mingzhu arrived at the factory gate, the furious Liu Cuihua pointed at her and cursed at her.

"Shen Mingzhu, you're full and have nothing to do, so why are you running to my Baolan and talking nonsense?"

Shen Mingzhu sneered, "Aunt Cuihua, I didn't go to look for Shen Baolan. You said I was talking nonsense in front of Shen Baolan, why don't I remember this happening?"

"You cursed my Baolan to have a short life. How can you be so vicious? Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"I didn't say any curse words."

"Don't think that you're done just by not admitting this. I'm telling you, my Baolan got sick from being scared by you and can't even get out of bed. You have to take responsibility! Otherwise, I'll go to the police station and sue you. Do you believe it?"

Shen Mingzhu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She really wanted to teach Shen Baolan a lesson, but she didn't expect Shen Baolan to be so easily frightened.

"You're still laughing. Do you think I'm joking with you? If I really go to the police station to sue you, you'll be in big trouble!"

Liu Cuihua changed the subject and said, "We are all from the same village. I won't make things difficult for you. Just go and apologize to Baolan and give her a hundred or eighty yuan as nutrition fee or something, and we'll forget about it."

Shen Mingzhu sneered, "Aunt Cuihua, please call the police." (End of this chapter)