"Zhu Geng! What are you talking about? I am your own mother, how can you use such an attitude towards me? Is it that she, a little prostitute, instigated you to say this? You really married a daughter-in-law and forgot your mother! Why am I so miserable!" Yang was very angry when she heard this, she used to speak to her son, and her son was always obedient, where would she say to her categorically like at this moment, I don't have to worry about my affairs?

"Lady, are you done eating? If you're done eating, let's go on your way!" Shi Zhugeng was disdainful of Yang's style of crying and grabbing the dead and throwing away the dead, and he could even say that he ignored it, and he said directly to Ding Qinghe.

"Well, I'm done eating, then let's go to the market!" Ding Qinghe was too lazy to watch Yang's acting, she felt that Shi Zhugeng ignored her as a son anyway, why did she rush to call her mother-in-law, everyone scolded her little prostitute to her face, she was hindered by the filial piety of this dynasty, so she could only keep silent, so she didn't hear it.

"Lady, my mother is confused, don't take some words to heart, you are my good lady! I only like you!" Shi Zhugeng immediately explained to Ding Qinghe after glancing at Yang, I was afraid that she would be wronged in her heart, and the whole person would be in a bad mood for a while.

"Well, Xianggong, I understand. Ding Qinghe didn't take it to heart, her husband Shizhugeng was not stupid, and now that he confessed himself like this in front of others, she was still unhappy in her heart.

Shi Zhu Geng Ding Qinghe ignored the Yang family throughout the whole process, the Yang family cried and roared for a long time to see that no one cared about it, and asked passers-by to see the joke, she resented Ding Qinghe even more in her heart, she felt that Ding Qinghe was the fox spirit who hooked people up, and hooked up with her filial son Shi Zhu Geng.

"Oh, at such an age, crying is so ugly!" Some nosy people laughed at her when they saw Yang crying.

"I want you to take care of it, I want you to take care of it, let me go away!" Yang changed the weak appearance of crying just now, and immediately scolded fiercely.

"Who cares if your old woman lives or dies, tsk, shriveled old woman! Hey, old woman, did you fart just now, it stinks!"

When Yang Shi shrank his nose carefully, no, he didn't smell on his body! When she came back to her senses, there were four or five eggs missing from the basket, which made her angry, it turned out that the person just took the opportunity to steal the eggs she wanted to sell for money!

Yang's anger didn't help, the person who stole the eggs had already slipped away, so Yang counted this account on Ding Qinghe's again.

Let's say that Ding Qinghe and Shi Zhugeng found a lively place together, it is under the gourd bridge, there are many people coming and going, and there are already many small stalls around, but fortunately, there is a woman who has a stall whose business is very good, and all the pickles she brought have been sold out, so as soon as she leaves, Ding Qinghe and Shi Zhugeng will branch up the stall.

"Are you selling porridge? It's so fragrant!" The woman called herself Lu Niangzi, who was five big and three thick, but her mouth could speak well, and her face was always smiling, and she looked like the material for doing business.

"Yes, selling porridge, do you want to buy a bowl to taste?" Ding Qinghe said with a smile, anyway, this is just opened, and I don't expect to make much more, the main thing is to make the porridge stall popular.

"I came out in a hurry in the morning, so I ate a piece of corn tortilla and drank a little water, and now I see your fragrant porridge, I'm really hungry, how do you sell this porridge?"

"It's not expensive, it's only seven cents a bowl. Ding Qinghe saw that Shi Zhugeng had already set up the table and bench, she took the bowl that had been cleaned at home, and scooped a bowl of porridge for Lu Niangzi first.

"Seven yuan is not expensive, I ate a bowl of egg drop porridge at Mi Niang's porridge shop last time, and it was only six yuan. Lu Niangzi was a little too expensive, she frowned and said.

"That's it, you eat a bowl first, if you don't think it's delicious, I won't charge you money, I'll give it to you for free, and thank you for giving us a stall!" Ding Qinghe was not annoyed, but just smiled and said.

"That's fine. "Don't eat in vain, don't eat it, thinking about it like this, Lu Niangzi happily took the bowl of jujube and red bean porridge, picked up the wooden spoon given by Ding Qinghe, and took a bite suspiciously.

"How is it, is it delicious?" Ding Qinghe looked at Lu Niangzi's expression of enjoyment, and already knew the answer, it was Shizhu Geng's Hanhan, and he even took the initiative to ask if it was delicious.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious! Another bowl! Give, seven cents!" Lu Niangzi is five big and three coarse, and she has a big appetite, she feels that eating a bowl is not enough, and she wants to eat another bowl, so she has to take the initiative to pay for it, but she is still very happy to pay for it.

When Shi Zhugeng heard this, he and Ding Qinghe looked at each other and smiled, and the two of them suddenly felt that the beginning of this business was very good.