Abandoned Wife Headed Home: Bringing Fubao to Farming

Chapter 34 Zhou Miaoling's Thanks

Donglai became more and more excited as he talked, his face turned red with anger, and he stood there gasping for breath.

Shen Chenxing finally closed the account book in his hand, and looked at Donglai with eyes like a brother looking at a younger brother.

"I'm fine as a client, but I'm so angry with you, a little follower? Huh?"

Hearing the ridicule in Shen Chenxing's tone, Dong Lai was stunned for a while, most of his anger was relieved, he could only laugh helplessly.

"Boss, I'm not angry. I'm just not worth it for you. I posted so much wronged money to go out..."

Shen Chenxing shook his head, "Don't ask whether the things you've done are worthy or not, that's meaningless."

He handed the account book back to Donglai, "Don't worry about the money, I will think of a way."

After explaining all this, Shen Chenxing turned around and continued to sort out the remaining herbs.

Dong Lai looked at Dong's back, he was obviously thin, but his spine was straight, as if even if the sky fell, he couldn't be bent.

Donglai was relieved to be with such a loving and righteous boss, but also worried about his boss.

From the outsiders' point of view, the owner's family is a descendant of the big Shen family in Luanchang Mansion, with a strong background. Isn't it just for fun to open such a shop?
But Dong Lai understands that it is not easy for the Dong family.

This clinic is completely supported by the owner with his own strength...

At the moment when the mind was in a state of confusion, two figures entered the lobby of the medical hall in a flash.

Donglai was overjoyed, thinking it was a customer.

Just as he raised his head to say hello, he saw Zhou Miaoling and Zhou Songxia, cousins, who came.

……

Shen Chenxing paused the work in hand, and invited Zhou Miaoling and Zhou Songxia, the cousins, to sit at the table next to the Eight Immortals, and asked Donglai to make tea, and brought a plate of sunflower seeds to the table as a treat.

Zhou Miaoling, on the other hand, sat Wenwen quietly, with a pair of watery and lingering eyes circling directly at Shen Chenxing.

Zhou Songxia grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds in her hands, got up while nibbling, and wandered around in the huge hall to look at them.

"Tsk tsk, I heard everyone in the village say how big the Huichun Hall is. Looking at it now, this hall is really big. If there are banquets, it can hold six or seven tables!"

Shen Chenxing and Zhou Miaoling at the table selectively ignored Zhou Songxia's words.

Dong Lai responded: "This sister-in-law is right, the scale of our Huichun Hall is the largest in Tongfu Town."

As soon as Zhou Songxia heard someone respond, she immediately got excited, grabbed Donglai and asked all the time: "Did you buy this big shop yourself or rent it?"

Dong Lai's expression changed: "Why are you asking this?...Of course it's rented."

Zhou Songxia pursed her lips: "Why are you so stupid? Tell your landlord to buy it, and the money you earn every year will be given to the landlord's family for nothing!"

The corner of Donglai's mouth twitched fiercely, and he thought that if he really had that money, would he need you to remind him?

But Zhou Songxia's question was not over yet: "How much does the doctor here write a monthly case?"

Dong Lai rolled his eyes: "Why are you asking about this?"

"Hey, is there such a number?" Zhou Songxia patted Donglai's arm again, gesticulating a number for him mysteriously but with bright eyes.

She was staying at her aunt's house this time, and she heard her aunt and cousin talking about Huichuntang, and she heard that the cousin meant that she wanted to come to Huichuntang as a doctor.

As a cousin, Zhou Songxia feels that she has the responsibility to guard her cousin.

"I heard that your clinic is recruiting female doctors. How many cases does the female doctor prescribe in a month? How many days can you rest? Are there any other benefits during the holidays? What do you think of my Miaoling?"

A series of questions scared Dong Lai away.

Zhou Songxia pouted, this kid is really boring.

On the side of the Eight Immortals table, Zhou Miaoling twisted the handkerchief with her fingers hanging on her thigh, secretly embarrassed.

She apologized to Shen Chenxing's soft voice on the opposite side: "I'm sorry, Boss Shen, my cousin is a farmer, and she speaks openly, but she didn't have any malicious intentions, and she asked a few more questions out of pure curiosity."

Shen Chenxing smiled at Zhou Miaoling, "Well, it can be seen that your cousin has a straightforward personality."

Zhou Miaoling nodded gratefully, her eyes became more gentle.

Shen Chenxing picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip, then asked Zhou Miaoling: "I don't know if Miss Zhou is here today, what's the matter?"

Zhou Miaoling sat leaning forward, with a gentle posture, listening to Shen Chenxing's question, she had a sweet smile, and her gentle eyes were a little more hot and expectant.

"A few days ago, Boss Shen's family brought me back to town to reunite with my family. My mother prepared food and wine. I would like to invite Boss Shen's family to come and sit at home tonight, so that my family can express their gratitude!"

Shen Chenxing smiled faintly, "It's a little effort, no thanks."

Zhou Miaoling's pretty face blushed slightly, and her words were sincere: "Maybe this is just a convenient move in the eyes of Shen Dong's family, but for Miaoling... and Miaoling's family, it is a great kindness and great virtue."

"If Shen Dong's family doesn't go, then he will dislike the humble house."

Shen Chenxing was slightly taken aback, and then smiled gently: "Miss Zhou is serious."

"It's not serious, what Miao Ling said is the truth!"

Running away from the east, Zhou Songxia couldn't find anyone to talk to, so she went back to the Eight Immortals Table.

"Boss Shen, we all know that you are the son of a rich family who came from Luanchang Mansion. A single hair of yours is thicker than our thighs. Have you ever been to any big restaurant or small restaurant? Have you ever eaten delicacies? You If you don’t go today, you just dislike the fact that our small family’s food and drinks are not on the table!”

"Cousin, don't say that, Mr. Shen's family is not that kind of person!"

Zhou Miaoling reprimanded Zhou Songxia softly, but her words were not restrained.

Shen Chenxing raised his eyes and glanced at the cousin who sang in front of him, and explained in a good-tempered manner: "This cousin is serious, and Shen understands your wishes."

"It's just that there are too many things in the shop right now, and there are not enough people. I really don't have time to get away. I hope you two will forgive me."

As soon as Shen Chenxing's words fell, Zhou Songxia waved her arm, and said with a loud voice, "Oh, who are you fooling, Mr. Shen? I've been here for a long time and I haven't seen a single person come to see a doctor. You This is no business, what are you busy with!"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Shen Chenxing's face faded instantly, and a trace of embarrassment that was exposed flashed across his eyes.

Zhou Miaoling's brows were also tightened, and she subconsciously winked at Zhou Songxia.

Zhou Songxia didn't realize it yet, and continued, "Isn't it just time for dinner, and there's nothing to delay, at worst, let that boy look at the shop..."

Shen Chenxing didn't make a sound, but he sat there with a cold expression, lowered his eyes, took a sip from the tea bowl in front of him, and put it back on the table heavily.

Zhou Miaoling understood his gesture of drinking tea.

This is serving tea to see off guests.

Sure enough, Donglai, the boy who ran away earlier, immediately came over from the backyard. He came to Zhou Miaoling and Zhou Songxia's cousins, and said with a cold face: "You two, our master still has something to do, please go back!"

(End of this chapter)