Zhang Minrou didn't know much about Feng Yin's words, but since it was said by her mother, she believed it.

So the little girl nodded thoughtfully in Feng Yin's arms: "Mother, Rou'er knows, Rou'er listens to her mother." ”

"Good."

Feng Yin kissed Min Rou's little face again and put her down: "Take good care of your nephew and niece, mother go and see how your father is?" ”

"Well, mother, you are busy, Rou'er will take care of her nephews and nieces."

Today, her mother kissed her several times, and Zhang Minrou was very happy holding her little face.

Rubbing the little girl's head, Feng Yin took a deep breath, unconsciously cautious in her heart, and walked back to the main house.

Zhang Yiming was half-leaning on the folded futon on the kang.

Seeing her come in, the man's eyes were soft: "Lady, thank you for your hard work." ”

Feng Yin's heart was awkward, but her face was full of happiness: "What did the husband say, isn't this what the slave family should do?" ”

"What's wrong with your injury, it was too messy before, I didn't care about you."

As she spoke, she had come to the edge of the kang and sat down naturally, looking at him with adoration.

Zhang Yiming: "......" is said as if you care about your brother in the past two days.

The smile on his face was very elegant: "It's okay, although I can't get off the ground yet, it's not as painful as yesterday." ”

"That's good."

Feng Yin hadn't really taken care of a particularly close patient at all, so she felt that it was okay to talk about this topic.

So he naturally changed the topic: "By the way, I asked Yu'er to stay and take care of you in the morning, he didn't neglect you, right?" ”

"Nope."

Zhang Yiming thought of the bear child, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

Fortunately, the serious image of the original body gave the child invisible pressure, and he stayed with him quietly here for two hours.

"By the way, lady, I heard Yu'er say, what kind of lo-mei did you make to sell in the city, I don't know what's wrong?"

The two get along alone, and if they don't find something to talk about, they will die of embarrassment.

Feng Yin smiled proudly when she heard this: "Of course it's all sold out, do you know who bought our lo-mei?" ”

"Who?"

Zhang Yiming was interested, no matter what, this woman is not as weak as the original memory, for him, he can always try to get along.

Feng Yin saw that he was very interested, so he told the man what happened after entering the city.

Zhang Yiming frowned: "You sold all the recipes, so can we still use this recipe?" ”

"Yes."

Feng Yin smiled happily: "I told the shopkeeper that our family can also supply them with a certain amount of lo-mei every day." ”

"As for the ones they brine themselves, they will send someone to send them to other branches."

"That lo-mei recipe, unless the father and son know about it, will not be revealed to anyone else."

"In this way, their production will be very limited, so the supply of lo-mei from his family's restaurant in Yuxi Town was given to us."

Feng Yin did not hide the seller's 200 taels of cash and the fact that he got a 10% share of Yaxianju.

In her opinion, this is just the smallest and smallest industry in her life.

Since the man in front of him is the husband of the original body, then, Feng Yin, who occupies the identity of the original body, doesn't mind leaving something for their Zhang family.

Even if he knew that he was not the original body in the future, Feng Yin of Yaxianju was not ready to take it away.

It's a reward for getting this body and continuing to live.

"When will the lady make this kind of thing, the husband doesn't know."

Just when Feng Yin was talking wildly, Zhang Yiming said this as if he didn't care.