Chapter 35: What kind of people are my biological parents?

When I opened the door, I felt the pungent smell of alcohol, and the smell of shoes and dirty clothes was disgusting.

"Wang Da!"

There was no one in the room, and he came out confused, wondering where this guy might have gone to steal chickens and dogs again.

After coming out, he met Wang Da's neighbor and told him that Wang Da wanted to bully Qiao Mei today, Qiao Mei reported the case, and Wang Da was also arrested. Liu Qiang's heart was pounding, and he hurriedly walked back and told Wang Liuhong.

"Then don't we have to pay back the money we owe?" Wang Liuhong's eyes lit up.

Liu Qiang scolded: "You think beautifully, Wang Da will definitely confess, let's ask for the bride price, and the fact that Qiao Mei promised him, maybe we will be legally responsible!" ”

"Huh?" Wang Liuhong was so frightened that her legs became weak all of a sudden, and she sat down on the chair, "What should I do, what should I do?" ”

"Who knows!" Liu Qiang replied angrily, squatting in the corner and knocking on the pipe.

It was late at night, the sisters were asleep, and Liu Yumei accompanied Hengqiao to prepare for tomorrow morning's work. From time to time, she gave Hengqiao a strange look, as if looking at a stranger.

Heng Qiao said lightly: "What are you looking at?" ”

Liu Yumei said: "You have changed. ”

"If you don't change, will you be bullied to death?" Heng Qiao glanced at her.

Liu Yumei did things silently and stopped talking.

"You laugh more and cry less in the future, and be careful to blind your eyes from crying." Heng Qiao glanced at her with disgust.

Liu Yumei wiped away her tears and nodded in agreement.

Heng Qiao sighed, secretly wondering, what kind of woman is Qiao Meizi's mother, she was held wrong for some reason, and she was really unlucky to have such an adoptive mother.

Before dawn the next day, the mother and daughter got up and were busy coming out of the stall. The crucian carp porridge was boiled early, and the porridge was filled with shredded ginger and a little chopped green onion, which was fragrant and fragrant.

The steamed buns and cakes were steamed, and the sky was bright. The steamed buns are very well rising, loose and soft and elastic, and they are placed there one by one, which is particularly cute.

The site is a little more spacious and closer to the roadside, so it's easier to do business.

"Crucian carp porridge is out of the pot! Today's porridge is warm and cold, nourishing, five cents a bowl! ”

Today's business is better than yesterday, especially the porridge and steamed buns, which are sold out after three times and five divided by two, and the pumpkin pie may be just eaten fresh by the villagers, and it is not very popular today.

"Qiaomei, the steamed buns are really good! Tomorrow steam a little more, make some more meat buns, and business will be better. ”

"The variety is more abundant, and the price is more affordable."

Heng Qiaole agreed, thinking about canceling the production of pumpkin pie and making more steamed buns and buns.

The two younger sisters got up early, helped to help, collected money, and were very clever and capable.

After closing the stall, Hengqiao took the box and counted the money, and Wang Liuhong stood not far away, her eyes straight.

Heng Qiao glanced at her and deliberately said loudly: "Ah, there are more than fifty yuan in the morning, Meizizi, I can buy a lot of goods again, and I will make more varieties tomorrow, and the business will be better." ”

"When we have the money, we're going to build a house, a big house!" Brother Pan and Brother Zhao held hands and cheered.

Wang Liuhong "cut" and left in a huff.

The seventh uncle got up early, picked up a load of tender corn from the field, and threw it to Hengqiao.

"You can taste it, this variety planted this year tastes good and sweet."

Heng Qiao happily accepted it and thanked Uncle Seven. After cleaning up the stall, Hengqiao first repaid Lu Yu's ten yuan, and then settled with Aunt Qi, there are no raw materials to settle today, and don't pay Aunt Qi and Uncle Qi again, she has thirty yuan left.