Chapter 78: Make the Lo Mei stall your own

Aunt Zhang said it, and the more she thought about it, the more she regretted it.

I knew that Lian Xiao was so generous, and I shouldn't have gone to find trouble in the first place.

However, after talking for a long time, she found that there was no movement on the other side, and she couldn't help but feel worried, and shouted tentatively, "The daughter-in-law of the Liu family? ”

After all, the last time, there was more or less the meaning of the other party in it.

She was afraid of upsetting the other party, and no one came up with an idea.

But fortunately, there was soon another voice over there, and there was good news.

"Actually, there is another way." The woman's voice was faint, with the arrogant posture of a superior.

But Aunt Zhang has no time to take care of so much.

"Say, tell me quickly, what's the method?" Her voice trembled with excitement.

"It's simple." The woman over there chuckled and explained, "The best business now is the stall for laughter." You just have to make her stall yours, won't you? ”

Turn the lo-mei stall into your own?

Aunt Zhang was a little stunned for a while, "This, how can this work?" The person is the owner of the state-run office, and Ren personally handled it, and he has a license. ”

"Who told you to rob it?" The woman seemed to sneer, her voice turned low, and she hinted: "Your brother-in-law is not the leader of the supply and marketing cooperative, is it a guide, if you want to make a fuss on the bright side, you can always think of a way." ”

"Ouch, I didn't think of that." When Aunt Zhang heard this, she was overjoyed, and after thanking her, she hung up the phone and closed the store and went out.

In a newly built two-story tiled house in Xin'an Village, the telephone line was stirred up by a slender hand.

Wang Jinfeng's complaints came from time to time outside the house, "This world is really different, chickens that can't lay eggs have become treasures, not only sleep until the sun rises, but also ride on the heads of their own men to make a fortune." ”

In the house, the woman grabbed the pillow and tried to slam it on the door, but reason still took a step forward to calm her down.

Zhang Xueru gasped and spat on the ground.

When she read the novel, she knew that this mother-in-law was not a fuel-efficient lamp, but she didn't expect to be so insatiable and hateful.

Because of the last time she instigated the food station to make trouble, Liu Changfeng went home and lost his temper, and she finally exchanged the things in the space for a big brother to appease her, but Wang Jinfeng, the broken mother-in-law, still refused to forgive.

even occasionally said in one or two sentences that she might as well laugh.

Laughter, laughter......

She lowered her eyes and looked at the cover of the novel in her hand, and her expression gradually became cold.

In spring, everything recovers, and the magnolia flowers in the small courtyard stretch out the huge canopy, and the tender green branches and leaves reveal clear veins in the sun.

The air is filled with the scent of plants and trees, as well as the scent of magnolia flowers full of budding trees.

Lian Xiao has been enjoying sitting here lately, because the smell of trees is similar to someone's scent.

On this day, Lin Guihua came back from outside and handed her a letter, saying that it was from the post office.

It's a very ordinary brown envelope and stamp, but the postmark on it makes Lian laugh.

"It's ...... Sent from the capital, it is the capital, no wonder with high-priced stamps. Lin Guihua leaned over and glanced at it, only recognizing the location of the letter, and didn't know any other words.

But Lian Xiao still blushed instantly, and acted like a thief, and only when he walked away did he open the hot envelope in his arms, revealing a thin page of stationery inside.

The red grid crisscrossed, circled by the handsome and dashing strokes of the young man, and the strokes of the black pen looked like his person.

But there is no name at the head of the row, not only is the envelope only written on Lianjia, but even her name is not mentioned in the content.

And between the lines, it is extremely different from Huo Jingyun's style.