If you eat it, you can't eat it. Xu, who brought a small stool to feed him, was afraid that the juniper would be too tired to eat and his stomach would not be able to restrain it, so he said with a bluffed face.

When Juniper heard this, he instantly drooped his eyelids, frowned for a while, pouted for a while, very reluctantly, but still obediently opened his mouth to eat, he saw that his mother and sisters ignored him for a long time, and he was awkward for a while, he was fine again, and in a blink of an eye, his sister and sister cried happily.

Du Mei went to give Du Shicheng acupuncture after eating, he was lying on the bed irritably, he couldn't sleep well, and Wei was scolded by him and hid in the kitchen crying.

"Grandpa." Du Mei called out at the door.

"Ahem, Meizi, you're here." Du Shicheng felt so painful that his whole body seemed to fall apart, and he still groped to sit up.

"Lie down, I'm here to give you acupuncture." Du Mei stepped forward and pressed him.

Du Shicheng was so thin that he didn't have any flesh, and the acupuncture points were not easy to pierce, but Du Mei tried not to let him suffer, and always found the right place before starting, and after more than a dozen stitches, Du Shicheng's pain subsided again.

"Meizi, I want to eat the duck soup you boiled during the New Year." Du Shicheng was a little dazed, he had no appetite for a long time, and now he remembered the taste.

"All the ducks in my house are new ducks, and in a few days, I will see who has them, and I will buy one from him." Du Mei sat on a small stool beside the bed, and followed his words.

"If I die, I will be content with that bowl of soup." Du Shicheng closed his eyes and muttered.

"Grandpa, you're fine, don't say unlucky things!" Du Mei was shocked, got up to look at him closely, and actually fell asleep.

The silver needle needed about a cup of tea, Du Mei sat quietly in this dusty room, thirteen years of life under one roof kept coming to her mind, she had a moment of trance, most of the memory was unpleasant, being beaten and scolded was commonplace, only her father had given their sisters the happiest joy and laughter, and he had been away from them for almost a year!

When Wei pushed the door in, Du Mei was shocked to realize that she was in tears, and she quietly wiped away the tears when she pulled out the needle and turned her back.

"Grandpa is asleep, when he wakes up, give him some porridge, and I'll come back tomorrow." Du Mei packed the small bag, admonished her, didn't look at Wei, turned her head and went back.

The rain fell for three days in a row, Du Mei went to give Du Shicheng a needle every day, he seemed to get used to it, and gradually when he was not in pain, he could seize the time to drink some thin porridge, and then sleep peacefully, and his spirit improved a little. Wei's heart was a little more settled, and he felt that what Du Mei said was reasonable, and began to take care of him wholeheartedly, hoping that he could last a few more days.

The winter sun is not as good as summer, and when the muddy road can take the carriage, it was delayed for a few days, so that the winter moon was ushered in, and in the early morning of this season, the frost was very heavy, and from a distance, the wheat seedlings in the field were creeping, as if they were covered with a layer of crystal clear tulle.

Du Mei went out with two jars of Songhua eggs on such a cold morning, and she thought that the Songhua eggs in Zuixianlou must have been out of stock a long time ago, so she was very anxious.

Walking all the way to the rising sun, the frost on the side of the road gradually melted, turning into round droplets of water attached to the blades of grass, flashing with colorful light.

Didn't stop for a while, the stone has been sending Du Mei to the small door of the kitchen of the drunken fairy building, it is said that this should be the busiest time, but only three or three people carrying the burden of food delivery rest outside the door, Du Mei got off the carriage with some doubts, raised his eyes to look at the sun, is it cold weather, and the delivery has changed the hour?

After waiting for a while, I still didn't see the guy come out to weigh it, and the people who were waiting for the food delivery panicked for a while, and there was a lot of discussion, Du Mei took his skirt and knocked on the door.

After a while, there was a "squeak", the door opened, and a guy poked his head out.

"Is Shopkeeper Dong here?" Du Mei asked in surprise when he saw that he was sleepy-eyed. You must know that this time has not started to work, which is really rare.

"Are you ......" the guy didn't know Du Mei and looked her up and down.

"The widow is here, please come in, please come in." The fat butler heard the voice and came out to say.

"You don't buy groceries!" The person who delivered the food outside asked worriedly.

"You go tell me." The fat butler said to the guy who opened the door.

The guy went out, and the fat butler led Du Mei inside.

"What are you guys ......" Du Mei turned his head to look at the kitchen, the stove was cold, smokeless and fireless, but it was only a month later, how did it change like this?

"I'm afraid we can't have your Songhua eggs." The fat steward glanced at Du Mei and whispered.

"What's wrong?" Du Mei was full of suspicion.

"Let the shopkeeper Dong tell you." The fat butler pushed open a door and entered.

Du Mei entered the door suspiciously, and saw the shopkeeper Dong standing in the middle of the room with a sinking face, and the other cooks gathered around him, all with ugly faces.

"Shopkeeper Dong, who are you?" Du Mei looked around at the crowd and thought that something terrible had happened.

"I'm so sorry, my son." Shopkeeper Dong walked through the crowd and walked to Du Mei.

"What the hell is going on?" Du Mei frowned and asked the bottom of the matter.

"Last evening, Steward Mai came to say that the Drunken Immortal Building will not open after the New Year!" When the shopkeeper Dong said this, he seemed to have been stabbed coldly, and his brows were tightly knit in pain.

"Not open?" Du Mei heard the news, although he was a little surprised, but it was also expected.

Fengxian is going to marry into the Song Mansion after the New Year, and the drunken immortal building here was originally the cost of maintaining the courtyard, since the courtyard has no master, there is no need for this restaurant to continue here.

"If the owner can't open it, he won't open it, where did he think that we people would go to beg for a living after the New Year!" A fat cook squatted on the ground in a frustrated manner.

"Business was light a year ago, and we really expected the long term, so we were suffering here, and now we have no hope, and we are all thinking about quitting!" Another middle-aged cook took off his sleeves and pinched them in his hands, wanting to throw them away but reluctant to throw them away.

"Everyone has been together for so long, how much depends on my face, and I have to hold on until the wax moon." Shopkeeper Dong looked at everyone with a bitter face.

"You alone can follow the owner to the head office no matter what, if we don't plan early, this year will not be good." A young cook said a little carelessly.

"What good can I do when I go to the main store, I was originally in a group with you, where can the people in the capital look at the people from my small place." Shopkeeper Dong smiled bitterly.

Du Mei stood aside and listened to them, and Song Jiu's words suddenly popped up in her heart, you have the right time and place, it's a pity not to open a restaurant.

She thought that the shopkeeper Dong actually sold Songhua eggs for five taels of silver last time, which is a very profitable business!

Suddenly, I thought again, if the Drunken Immortal Building is not opened, what should she do with her two thousand Songhua eggs?

The original plan was messed up all of a sudden, the situation was pressing, Du Mei bit his lip, and his mind was racing rapidly.

Du Mei didn't want to open a restaurant in Qinghe County, because the Zuixian Building was opened by Fengxian, she didn't want to rob the business, and now the Zuixian Building is about to close, if she doesn't open it, someone else will open it.

She has a ready-made shop and silver, and if she has a group of ready-made people who are shopkeepers and open a restaurant, it is just a matter of thought!

"You have been following the shopkeeper Dong for so long, it's not good to make him too embarrassed, if he leaves at this time, how can he survive alone, it's better for everyone to work together to do the last day, if there is any difficulty in the year, come to Dujiagou in Sheshan Town to find me." Du Mei said as he squeezed into the crowd.

"We understand the kindness of the widows, but we can only cook, not farm." The young cook speaks straightforwardly.

"I have already made arrangements in the villa, can I only farm?" Du Mei listened to his words, and did not get angry, but said with a smile.

"And what do you do?" Shopkeeper Dong has seen Du Mei's intelligence, he is like a drowning man grasping at a life-saving straw, looking at her with antiquity.

"I have to think about it carefully, I just ask you, do you believe me? Will you take your brothers with me and do it? Du Mei looked at the shopkeeper Dong with blazing eyes.

"I know the ability of widows, and I believe in you. We won't have a way out next year, where can we pick and choose, we will definitely do it with you! Shopkeeper Dong nodded solemnly.

"In that case, what should you do here, and give me some time to plan for a day or two, I will explain to you a year ago." Du Mei smiled, smiling like a spring flower blooming, which made people inexplicably calm.

"The widow and the owner are friends, so they won't lie to us." The fat cook muttered quietly.

"What did she do to us? Besides, she has a grain shop and a hundred-acre villa in Sheshan Town, what else do we have besides a kitchen knife to play well. The middle-aged cook shook his head in disbelief.

"Shopkeeper, to be honest, we don't want to leave, if we have real hope next year, we will naturally do it with you!" The young cook was so happy that he patted his thigh and agreed.

"In that case, let's hurry up and open the door for guests." Shopkeeper Dong breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand at everyone.

The cooks were still thinking about each other, but in the end they were all scattered, and they went to the kitchen to get busy, and for a while the kitchen knives fell on the cutting board, and the dense rain was chopping minced meat, and the rhythmic clatter was cutting ginger slices, accompanied by the chef's muffled humming, and the loud bang was chopping the bones.

After a while, the aroma of frying, frying, boiling, and burning spreads one after another, the fire between the stoves happily licks the bottom of the pot, and the kitchen in the winter moon overflows with the warmth of spring, and the chefs can't help but sweat beads on their heads.

Shopkeeper Dong and Du Mei were still sitting in the room, he told yesterday's events in detail, Du Mei even asked Mai Dong if his demeanor and expression were strange, Shopkeeper Dong thought about it, shook his head and denied it.

Seeing this, Du Mei guessed that the shopkeeper Dong probably didn't know that something had happened in the Song Mansion, so he didn't say anything anymore.

"My widow, I still have a personal matter I want to trouble you." The shopkeeper rubbed his hands.

"What's the matter? If I can help you, I will. Du Mei looked at him and said.

"That's right, I signed a two-year shopkeeper contract with the female owner, I thought I would continue to do it in Qinghe County, but now she wants to go back to Jiangling City, it stands to reason that I want to go with her, but I don't want to be separated from my brothers, let alone leave my hometown. Look, can you help me break the contract? In the face of the sudden change, the shopkeeper Dong was a little at a loss.

"You don't want to go, just say it to Sister Fengxian, she is not a person who is difficult for a strong person, why do you need me to say?" Du Mei asked, puzzled.

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