Dressed as a villain's wife

The atmosphere in Shen's family was extremely gloomy.

After Shen Miaomiao talked with Li Lian, Li Lian no longer acted as a demon, and just stayed in the room every day.

She just waited for her sister-in-law to come back and give her money.

If Shen Shen insists on leaving by herself, she doesn't mind staying to collect his body.

Shen Chong has long been inseparable from himself. Even if he is unwilling to write and leave the book, no matter how bad he is, he will not be far behind. As long as he waits a few more months, he will die sooner or later.

She has endured it for two years, what can she afford to wait for a few more months?
When the heavy dies, he can still take the money and leave.

After all, being a widow sounds better than being divorced.

Li Lian was in a good mood, leaning against the window and humming.

The hope in Aunt Osmanthus's heart disappeared completely. Looking at her hypocritical son, she felt that her heart had been crushed long ago, and now she couldn't feel the pain anymore.

"Mother, Miaomiao is just spoiled by you and Father." Shen Miaomiao didn't return all night, with anger on her heavy face.

Shen San glanced at him, didn't speak, just sat at the door holding his own pipe.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, his heavy face became even uglier.

She is the backbone of the family, Shen Miaomiao is just a woman, she will marry sooner or later, but her parents are always like this.

"Father, mother! Miaomiao is already dead, so it's fine if you don't stay at home, you let her show her face outside, what are you talking about?" Shen Zhong muttered about his dissatisfaction, but his eyes secretly watched them Reaction.

Aunt Osmanthus fragrans paused while cleaning up the dishes, but said nothing.

Seeing that his parents did not refute, he felt a little proud in his heavy heart.

Even if Shen Miaomiao did something to the owner of the restaurant, so what?
After all, he is the male in the family, and his parents are naturally partial to him.

Thinking of the debt he owed, Shen Shen softened his tone.

"Mother, Miaomiao is not young anymore."

"Miaomiao decides for herself." Aunt Osmanthus only replied lightly, and was about to go to the kitchen with the bowl and chopsticks in hand.

Zhong Zhong hurriedly followed up with a cane, his movements were very funny.

"Mother, I'm an older brother, so naturally I have to think more about her, don't I?"

Chong Chong was afraid that his mother would not believe it, so his tone was full of melancholy.

"This is Miao Miao already, and if you wait any longer, you will become an old lady! And there is no reason for a woman to go out and show her face to do business! If people find out about this, won't they just laugh at us?"

The heavy words were sincere, but the words fell into the ears of Aunt Osmanthus and Shen San, and they felt very ironic.

After two years, their son died in the hands of bandits that night.

"When you get better, take Mrs. Li away." Aunt Osmanthus looked calm, scrubbing the bowl in her hand.

"mother!"

Shen Zhong never thought that his mother would say such a thing.

"I should have said this two years ago. Now that you have become a family, we should live separately."

"But mother, if the family is separated, what will you and father do?"

He begged in a heavy tone, but his heart was filled with fear and uneasiness.

He should be carrying a debt of 100 taels. If, if he separated from his parents, what should he do with the money he owed?
"Your father and I won't drag you down, you just have to live your own life well, come back to see if you want to come back during the holidays, if you don't have time, we don't force you to come back." Aunt Osmanthus said this When talking, it didn't seem like he was talking about the important matter of family separation, but his tone was flat as if he was talking about today's vegetable prices with Shen Zhong.

"Mother, I have only one son in our family. If the family is separated, do you still want to rely on Miaomiao to live? She will marry sooner or later, is it possible, is it possible that you want to recruit a son-in-law?"

Shen Zhong suddenly felt like a formidable enemy, why didn't he expect that now that his younger sister is the owner of a restaurant, why can't she earn dozens of taels of silver a month?

If the parents are cruel and really separate the family, how can it be impossible for the little girl to find a son-in-law?
At that time, I really won't get anything.

Thinking of this, a trace of cruelty flashed in his heavy eyes.

He could not let Shen Miaomiao recruit a husband back, he had to do something.

Shen Miaomiao lived in Lin's house for three days, and Master Zheng led his apprentices to work very hard in the yard.

When Nan Zhi and Shen Miaomiao went to look at it again, the staircase had already taken shape.

"Thank you Master Zheng." Nan Zhi took a cup of herbal tea from Liu Da's hand and handed it to Master Zheng.

"Miss Lin, you're being polite." Master Zheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, and politely took the herbal tea in Nan Zhi's hand.

He is really satisfied with Miss Lin now.

In the past few days, the mistress next door has really treated them like honored guests.

Come every half an hour to deliver tea, one hour to deliver some pastries, and two hours to deliver meals.

The taste is even more unremarkable. It is really not easy to have such an employer.

Even though he is well-known, the people who ask him to work are all the stewards of rich families. If he really does it, he is really not as polite as Miss Lin.

Really speaking, it's no wonder that a young girl can open such a big restaurant.

He also inquired about it, and the job he was taking was the business of the women's building.

Speaking of which, my mother-in-law still wanted to come and have a look.

At that time, he only thought it was a gimmick to earn women's money, but looking at it now, he really is not so superficial.

"Miss Lin, Miss Shen, just rest assured, I will definitely do a beautiful job for you."

Master Zheng slapped his chest and smiled until his gums were exposed.

"Okay." Shen Miaomiao nodded, distributed herbal tea with Nan Zhi, and then returned to Sanweiju.

Now that the weather is getting hotter and hotter, although there are still a lot of people who come to eat in restaurants, there are always people who are afraid of the heat and are unwilling to go out.

Their ice hasn't been bought yet, but Zui Ting Xuan and Hong Fu Lou have already placed ice cubes in the lobby to cool off.

Simply put, Sanweiju wine and food are cheap, and some people from ordinary families still like to come here to eat wine.

However, there were many fewer guests in the boxes on the second floor.

"Sister Nanzhi, are we going to buy ice too?" Shen Miaomiao fanned herself with a round fan, her forehead was slightly wet.

Since Miss Zeng talked about Bing, they also went to Master Zeng.

Master Zeng meant that it was all up to Ms. Zeng to decide, but the ice cellar of the Zeng family would not produce ice until June [-]th.

"I have to think about it." Nanzhi is also very hot, but most of their restaurants sell small profits and high sales, and the profit of the lobby is only ten taels of silver a day at most. If they want to buy ice to cool down, they need at least four pieces of ice a day. That is four taels of silver.

Not to mention that the boxes on the second floor must be placed in each box, and it will cost 14 yuan to change ice in a day.

Only the lobby and the second floor cost 18 taels to 20 taels of silver a day,

This has already accounted for half of the daily sales, and after deducting all kinds of capital, they can have five taels of silver a day, which may not be bad.

Not too bad, Nan Zhi only felt a headache after the calculation.

Sure enough, doing business requires a lot of consideration.

It would be great if Shen Wenchen was here. Since he can even repair biogas pits, he might know how to make ice with saltpeter.

Shen Wenchen, who was eating noodles at the stall, had an itchy nose and sneezed hard.

Twelve suddenly laughed: "Brother Shen, did you catch a cold?"

Shen Wenchen frowned and rubbed his nose, seeing Twelve cheerfully kicked over.

The smile on Twelve's face froze, and he fell to the ground when he realized it.