Xu's body suddenly froze, she looked at her daughter's fingers fixedly, hoping that her fingers would move again, and then she thought of something, went to see her daughter's eyes, and did not open them.

Xu's eyes were almost gone, and in the end she only stared at her daughter's fingers, her handkerchief clenched tightly, holding her breath.

She was afraid of missing her daughter's every move, she was afraid that her daughter would wake up and cry if she couldn't see her mother, she was only 8 years old after all!

Can an 8-year-old suffer like this? Nian'er suffered.

Xu Shi used such a posture and stood still for a quarter of an hour.

Her legs were stiff, and in the end, Tian Yougui saw that she hadn't returned to the room for so long, and only when he came over did he find out about her condition and ask her what happened.

Xu Shi saw that Nian'er showed no signs of waking up, her eyes were red, she looked at Tian Yougui, and cried bitterly in front of his chest: "Xianggong, do you believe it?" Just now I saw Nian'er's fingers seem to move, and Nian'er is about to wake up! ”

Tian Yougui listened to Xu's words, she would say this several times a day, the first and second times Tian Yougui was willing to believe it, and came over to see Nian'er's situation, but now he understands that this is his wife's excessive worry and hallucination.

But he couldn't bear to criticize her.

He had to pat his wife on the back: "Okay, you say wake up." Don't be so sad, Nian'er must be reluctant to look at you so sad. Maybe she'll wake up the next moment, and if she sees you so sad, she'll blame herself. ”

After listening to what Tian Yougui said, Xu thought about it for a while, it was indeed very reasonable, her daughter was so well-behaved, she would blame herself, Xu had to wipe her tears, and then continued to stay by her side and told her about the current situation of the rest house.

Such a persistent mother!

She remembered that it was just about the current situation of the rest house, and Nian'er's hand moved.

Her thoughts really care about her family the most, and she cares so much that even when she is in a coma, she only thinks about making money and living a good life for her family.

In fact, Tian Panyan leaned on the door frame early in the morning, seeing her mother and father, and seeing her sister like this, she secretly made up her mind in her heart that she must let the rest house open early, and then do good deeds early.

Early the next morning, Tian Panyan and Yiyue went to the town to post a public notice that the rest house will provide tea for free within three days starting tomorrow, and as long as people come in to eat tea and pastries, they can be free of silver.

Tian Panyan decided to let all the cooks live in the town, on the third floor of the rest house, and let them concentrate on running the rest house, so that it can become popular at a faster speed.

On the day of the reopening, after all, the death of the small rest house really happened, and the courtyard was cold, and no one came to cheer.

It wasn't until late afternoon that a group of beggars came over and asked Xiao Er: "I heard that tea is served here for free today, is it true?" ”

Xiao Er was depressed, if the business of the small rest house had been like this, then he would have no way to live!

I didn't expect the reopened business to be so deserted, after all, it was the ancient people who were the most taboo about the dead?

Although it was a beggar who came to the door in front of him, it was a group of living people, and he hurriedly entertained him: "Yes, yes, a few little brothers, please come in, please come in." What do you want to eat? Tea or pastry? ”

"Bring your cakes and tea to the brethren to taste!" A large crowd of beggars came in, filling three full tables of people.

In fact, there was a group of good people around the rest house all the time, but no one dared to go in and eat. Only these beggars, who have not begged for anything to eat for a day, are so hungry that they dare to take this risk, after all, for them, what if they have ever died, hunger is the most terrible.

Xiao Er Haosheng entertained these guests, although they were all beggars, but they were the first wave of guests after today's opening, he served with all his heart, hoping that the business of this teahouse could continue, otherwise his errand would be yellow.

The onlookers saw these beggars go in and eat refreshments, and they talked there together, and there was nothing at all, and the smell of the pastries wafted out, so that they couldn't help but want to raise their feet and go in, and start eating.

"I don't think those beggars are okay to eat inside, so it doesn't matter if we go in and eat, right?"

"Yes, yes, this year's harvest is not good, this little house has three days of free food, we just eat, and we don't live in it, what does it matter?"

"That's right, I saved a day's rations by calling my family to eat for a day, and now I'm not having a good time!"

The first ordinary person walked in.

Then the next person walked in.

There are two, there are two, there are three, and everyone saw that the people in front of them had gone in, and there was nothing wrong with eating pastries, and they began to walk in, thinking about eating a meal of pastries, so as to save a meal of rations at home, which was also excellent.

The number of people in the small house gradually increased, and the first floor could not sit down, and people began to come on the second floor.

After the storyteller saw that the people were about the same, he began to tell the story, and this time he said that Tian Panyan's family was framed and the teahouse and real estate were taken away by the uncle.

Everyone didn't expect that there was such a reason for the death of the rest house, and this uncle of the Tian family was too unhuman, and he actually occupied his younger brother's real estate and his younger brother's property, and such things were done.

What's even more odious is that Mrs. Chen, as a mother-in-law, has a bowl of water that is not even, only favors one son and puts the other son to death.

Those who also had several brothers in the family, and who were also not favored by their parents, immediately felt sympathy, and they decided that if the things sold in the house were cheap in the future, they would come here to buy them.

Everyone ate and drank enough, listened to the story and left, and made an appointment to come back tomorrow, after all, the rest house said that it would be free for three days in a row!

On the second day of the opening of the rest house, more people came after hearing the news, and some people came with their families, just to eat Ziyunmai buns, which were fragrant and fragrant, and I don't know how many times better than coarse grains!

Mr. Storyteller recounted what happened to Tian Laoer's family yesterday, after all, there are still people today who are later, and they are also indignant at Tian Lao's family, sympathize with Tian's second family, and are not so big for Xiaoqiu's sisters and brothers.

On this day, Mr. Storyteller also talked about Ziyunmai's practice, and Mr. Storyteller's eloquence is really slippery.

Everyone was eating the sweet Ziyun selling steamed buns, and they were amazed that it was such a delicious thing, and the method was so simple, isn't it the same as making steamed buns usually? It's just that this thing should be very expensive, and after the small rest house reopens, I don't know how many years it will take to eat such buns.

Just when everyone was talking about how much Ziyun would sell steamed buns in the future, Mr. Storyteller gave a bombshell news:

"In the future, as long as the rest house is still there, the first floor will supply unlimited quantities of Ziyun to sell steamed buns, and the price is the same as coarse grain."

When the people heard the news, as if they did not believe their ears, they asked again:

"What did you just say? Such a delicious thing is actually at the same price as coarse grains? ”

Tian Panyan saw the posture of questioning, and after glancing at Yiyue, he hooked his lips and smiled, very good, the purpose of propaganda has been achieved.