Mrs. Jiang was in tears, probably remembering a lot of the past, and she was sad for a while.

Zhong Miao was silent, but never interjected, thinking about letting Mrs. Jiang slow down and speak.

"I also want to make a bowl of water even, but when I think that you have no mother now, you can only count on me for the time being, and I naturally care about you for everything. My grandchildren hurt me too, but it's good to have my father and mother by my side, it's not bad. ”

Mrs. Jiang wiped her teary eyes, and halfway through wiping, she suddenly realized that there was something wrong with what she said, and hurriedly added: "I have inquired, the Zhong family is developing well, presumably your father will come to pick you up soon." I'm not trying to raise you to be fat for nothing, and then your father won't blame me for treating you badly. ”

After she finished speaking, she wanted to squeeze a smile out.

Zhong Miao frowned.

"Grandma, I'm fourteen years old, and I understand some things even if you don't say it." She paused, "The Zhong family has no plans to take me back at all." ”

Seven or eight years have passed, Zhong Zijun has any plans, and she will not still nest in the Wang family and live a life under the fence.

It can be seen that it was abandoned early.

Mrs. Jiang probably didn't expect Zhong Miao to speak so bluntly, and her action of wiping her tears stiffened suddenly.

She said dryly, "...... Maybe it's too remote for your dad to find a place. ”

Zhong Miao sneered.

When Yu Zhihua came out to incense, who was followed by him, if Zhong Zijun really had the mind to find out the truth, he would naturally not miss Mrs. Jiang.

At this point, there is no point in saying these things.

She simply shook Mrs. Jiang's hand, "Grandma, the Zhong family is not important to me, I only recognize you." No matter what happens to me in the future, as long as I have a bite to eat, I won't let you go hungry. ”

Mrs. Jiang couldn't cry, nodded and said yes, "...... You're a good boy, but you've really suffered all these years! ”

Zhong Miao didn't think anything of it.

No pain, no gain...... What's more, she already has a way to make money!

Thinking of the four-fruit soup, Zhong Miao's heart was faintly restless.

Now on such an occasion, her joyful emotions are really not suitable for exposure, so she has to hold the corners of her mouth and wait patiently for Mrs. Jiang to babble again before she can be relieved.

After saying that, Mrs. Jiang's face was obviously much better.

Zhong Miao saw that there was nothing to do with her, so she wanted to go back and think about the four-fruit soup again, and only then did she know what to do next.

Before leaving, she was still a little uneasy, thinking of the hostility shown to her by Wang Baolian and the rest of the Wang family, and emphasizing the matter of treating her like other grandchildren.

"Grandma, don't forget, I'm just an ordinary granddaughter of yours in the future, don't treat it differently."

Mrs. Jiang was really angry and funny.

"Come on, you're not happy to be good to you, I've never seen you like this ......"

Zhong Miao was relieved to get out of the house, and then went straight to the cellar.

The Wang family has a total of eleven or twelve rooms, large and small, and the house type forms a right angle.

The room on the right is next to a large banyan tree, and its open branches and leaves are like a huge umbrella, covering the roof of two or three rooms.

The cellar was built on the hillside not far from the big banyan tree.

As a southerner, Zhong Miao saw such a thing as a cellar for the first time.

It looks like a sewer, except that the wellhead of the cellar is high so that no water or anything can flow into it.

She took a look, saw a lock hanging on it, and turned around to look for Yang Qingxiang.

Yang Qingxiang learned that she was going to the cellar to have a look, and without saying a word, he led her to the kitchen to get the key hanging on the wall, handed it to her, and said a few words.

"What are you going to do in the cellar? There wasn't anything in there, so I kept some ice cubes in it. ”

Zhong Miao smiled at her, "I'm just curious." ”

I didn't explain it any further.

Now that you have the key, it's not hard to go down to the cellar.

After Zhong Miao climbed in, her first reaction was that she was very cool. It was pitch black inside, and she waited a while to get used to the light.

The cellar was not big, but it was white, and there were two neat ice cubes on both sides. In addition, as Yang Qingxiang said, it was so clean that only the walls remained.

Even so, Zhong Miao was very happy.

It's not like a natural refrigerator!

If you put the fruit in it or something, it can be stored for several days.

Her four-fruit soup business has the preliminary conditions.

Zhong Miao walked around the cellar again, because the air inside was not as good as the outside, he didn't dare to stay long, and probably went out after knowing the situation in the cellar.

When he turned around, he locked himself in the room and quickly listed the various ingredients and related materials for a four-fruit soup.

Needless to say, all kinds of fresh fruits, dried red beans and mung beans, it is not a big problem to get them, the problem lies in the fairy grass jelly and stone flower cake.

Fairy grass jelly and stone flower cake can be used as the soul main ingredient of the four-fruit soup, as long as there is one of the two. And fairy grass jelly and stone flower cake are not ready-made in this era, so you can only grope for your own making.

As Zhong Miao, who used to make four-fruit soup at home, I feel that this problem is not unsolvable.

As long as you can get the cactus grass or the stone cauliflower cake that is boiled into fairy grass jelly, it is a matter of time before you can make it.

As for the rest, now that there is a cellar, she can collect the dried fruits that are not easy to spoil and store them in the cellar first.

Zhong Miao thought about it a lot, she has always had the habit of taking a nap, but because of these thoughts in her heart, she could only toss and turn in bed for the entire nap time.

In the end, he simply got up and cheekily went to find Wang Wenyuan.

She was so obsessed with thinking about things that she forgot to knock on the door when she entered the house, and when she pushed the door in, she happened to see Wang Wenyuan sitting by the window reading a book.

Because of her sudden intrusion, it scared people out of the way, and reflexively hid the book in her hand behind her.

He looked at her warily, his face flushed, "What are you doing?" When you come in, you have to knock on the door first. ”

Zhong Miao touched her nose, knowing that it was her own problem, she hurriedly apologized, and turned around to quickly take a look at the furnishings in the room.

The room is not big, and there are two beds.

One is for Wang Wenyuan, and the other is for Yang Qingxiang and Wang Wenjing.

Crowded, such a small piece of space has become a place for three people to sleep.

Zhong Miao was a little dumbfounded.

Wang Wenyuan is ten years old, and it stands to reason that men and women should have separated early. Even if it's a mother and sister, it's not too reasonable.

Thinking like this, she is like a stranger in Sanfang's eyes, and it makes no sense for her to say this. People don't listen to her or don't say it, the Wang family has to squeeze out a room for the third room out of thin air, whether it is the big room or the second room, they will not give up.