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When several people from the He family saw the eldest sister bringing in some black things, they didn't know what they were and just looked at He Wenhui curiously.

"Sister, what is this?"

He Wenda was the first to ask the question, because he was the greediest.
"This is the fried chicken I made. Wenda and Wentao, come and try it."

When He Wenda heard that it was fried chicken, he was stunned. It was not like this before he had eaten fried chicken, but it looked nothing like this. But when he saw his elder sister sweating profusely, he still gritted his teeth and ate a piece.

He Wentao and He Wenyuan were the same. After eating, the three of them looked at each other and said in unison: "Sister, this is too delicious. It's better than what Yao made."

They thought that this was just food made by the eldest sister, but they never thought that the eldest sister was going to set up a stall. If they had known, they would not say that.

He Wenhui's face was filled with relief. It seemed that her plan to set up a stall was still reliable. She was already planning to find the owner of the chicken stall to buy more chicken. After all, she still had to make some simple preparations in the evening and set up the stall during the day tomorrow.

"Then you guys finish the rest. I'll go out and do something later."

"Ok."

After He Wenhui left, several people poured out the remaining "black chicken" because it tasted so bad.

He Wentao muttered, "Hey, what is your eldest sister doing outside at this time?"

"I don't know, maybe he went shopping."

"Okay, both of you stop grumbling and go do your homework."

He Wenyuan doesn't have to go to school now. Although she doesn't hang out with gangsters in this world, her academic performance is still poor. Naturally, she didn't get into college and stayed at home after graduating from high school.

"Okay, second sister." x2
He Wenhui finally bought the chicken after rushing around, and then went on to buy all the things she needed to set up the stall, which cost her more than a hundred yuan. Fortunately, she had Yu Qiuhua's money to support her, otherwise she would have used up all the money she got from the divorce.

Pushing all the things and just returning to the gate of the yard, He Wenhui ran into Yao Bin. She felt a little embarrassed. After all, this was something Yao Bin had invented before. They could use it when they were husband and wife, but it was not a good idea for them to use it now that they were divorced.

When Yao Bin saw what she bought, he knew what she was going to do. Wasn't she planning to set up a stall to make fried chicken? Haha, this woman always has some unrealistic ideas. He thought she had learned it after doing it for a few years. Didn't she know that she was just giving her a semi-finished product?

She just exploded, any normal person would do the same.

Yao Bin said nothing, just smiled at her, then went into the yard and went upstairs. Anyway, the house was in his name, so he could live there as long as he wanted.

He Wenhui looked at Yao Bin's back with mixed feelings. She thought that the other party would laugh at her, but unexpectedly he just smiled at her and then went back to the house?

Wouldn’t Yao Bin be angry at all if I also learned to make fried chicken?

Haha, the prerequisite is that you really know how to make fried chicken.

When several people in the He family fell asleep, He Wenhui was still busy in the kitchen. This woman was really a fool. She didn't know to ask her brothers and sisters for help. You know, they are all tall and strong now, can't they do something?
It was past one in the middle of the night before He Wenhui fell asleep. Although she was very tired, she felt fulfilled, especially when she thought about earning twenty yuan the next day, which made her feel even better.

The next day, He Wenhui pushed her cart out. She still went to People's Square. The stall of Yao Bin was no longer open. She happened to be at that location. When her former customers saw He Wenhui setting up the stall, they gathered around her directly. After all, she was the one selling it before, so the customers thought the taste was the same as before.

"Madam boss, you haven't set up your stall for a few days. I thought you guys had given up."

He Wenhui smiled and said, "How can that be possible? I just need to take a few days off because of something."

She is lying without any shame. She is obviously getting divorced, so how can she say she is taking a rest?

The young man smiled and said, "Fry one for me. The only ones here in Ningzhou that taste good are yours and the one at the machinery factory. None of the others are as good as yours."

The one near the machinery factory is naturally run by Wu Xiaoying. It seems that the young man in front of him really eats everywhere.

“Haha, we are authentic.”

He Wenhui finished frying this portion while talking. She didn't feel embarrassed at all about using Yao Bin's name. After all, he no longer had a stall, so what was wrong with using it.

The young man took the fried chicken. Although he felt that the color was a little bit off, he just thought that it was a little over-fried and should taste good, so he took a bite with great joy.

"Bah, what does this smell like, Madam Boss? It's not tasty at all."

After saying that, the young man threw the remaining fried chicken to He Wenhui with a very unhappy expression. He Wenhui was a little confused. How could it be possible? His younger brothers and sisters clearly said it was delicious, how could it not be delicious?

In fact, she didn't try it herself, mainly because she was tired of eating this stuff sold before, and the smell of oil smoke every day made her have no interest in fried chicken at all, so she thought that her younger brothers and sisters would have a try.

It's the same with Wu Xiaoying. She doesn't like to eat this stuff either. After all, no matter how delicious something is, it will not taste good if you eat too much of it.

"Isn't this possible?"

"No, of course you can try it yourself, Madam Boss."

He Wenhui took a bite and felt that the taste was not right. Not only was there no chicken in the mouth, but it felt like bones, and the taste was bitter and salty. No wonder the other party said that.

"Comrade, don't worry, I'll get you another one."

The young man's expression eased a little: "Okay, then make me another one."

The final result was that the young man took the money and left cursing, shouting that he would go to the machinery factory to try. He was a loyal fan of fried chicken and must eat fried chicken today.

Later, He Wenhui sold a few more copies, but the results were the same. One group of people even got so angry that they threw away the remaining chicken.

"Bah! Is this something that humans can eat?"

After saying that, the group of people walked away carelessly, leaving He Wenhui standing there alone. Looking at the chicken on the ground, she couldn't hold back any longer and tears kept falling down.

I feel really wronged today, not just because my stall was overturned, but mainly because I worked so hard last night, but not only did I not make a penny, I even lost dozens of dollars.

"woooooo"

He Wenhui cried for a while before she began to clean up slowly.

"Wenhui, what's wrong with you?"

The person who came was Gao Junling. She was here shopping and saw something unusual about He Wenhui's stall. She walked closer and found that things were scattered all over the floor. "Sister Junling, I'm fine. I just accidentally knocked it over."

He Wenhui wiped her tears, feeling a little aggrieved. Gao Junling realized something was wrong when she heard it, and asked with concern: "Why didn't Yao Bin come? And why would someone mess with your business for no reason?"

He Wenhui didn't expect that everyone saw it, and she said aggrievedly: "Sister Junling, he and I are divorced. The customer disliked the taste of my food, so he overturned the stall."

Gao Junling didn't know about their divorce: "Ah, I'll help you, and then we'll go home."

"it is good."

After sitting at the He family for a while, Gao Junling finally understood what had happened. In fact, in her opinion, it was only a matter of time before they divorced, since they were so young and didn't even have a child.

Although she didn't have any children, it was because Hou Dunzi was impotent, not Gao Junling's problem. She guessed that He Wenhui was unwilling to have children for Yao Bin, which was the reason for their divorce.

Their family lives a good life now. Houdunzi started out tinkering with televisions, and later he started a mine. Their life is very prosperous, but they just don't have children. This makes Gao Junling sad, and she even wants to adopt a child, but is rejected by Houdunzi.

After comforting He Wenhui for a while, Gao Junling left fifty yuan. She knew that the He family was having a hard time, but she still had some money, so she decided to help if she could.

After Gao Junling left, He Wenyuan got off the bed and said, "Sister, I just saw that Sister Junling was dressed very well. Did she get rich?"

He Wenhui didn't care about her sister and said, "Well, Houdunzi is doing business in the mine. He should have saved tens of thousands of dollars now."

Houdunzi and Gao Junling have been married for so long, but they have no children. Doesn't that mean Gao Junling can't have children? He Wenyuan thinks this is a good opportunity. If she gives Houdunzi a child, she will have money. Not only will her family live a good life, but she can also use the money to deal with Yao Bin and avenge the hatred she has accumulated in her heart for so many years.

As for Gao Junling doing favors for the He family and helping them? This is not something He Wenyuan considered at all. If He Wenyuan knew how to be grateful, such a situation would not appear in the play.

In the play, He Wenyuan married Houdunzi despite her family's opposition, which can be said to be a stab in Gao Junling's heart. However, He Wenhui was already dead at that time. Now it depends on what He Wenhui will do.

“Tens of thousands of dollars.”

He Wenyuan has grown up now, and of course he knows how much tens of thousands of yuan is. It is an astronomical figure. Haven't you seen that his sister is building a house with only a few hundred yuan? You can see how much money tens of thousands of yuan is.

Yu Qiuhua was helped back by He Wenda at this time. She usually went to set up a stall during the day and sold things like shoe soles and show flowers. Although she could only make a few cents a day, she could make a lot with a little.

"Mom, Sister Junling just came over and gave me fifty dollars."

Yu Qiuhua did not take the money and shook her head, saying, "Wenhui, you are the boss now, so the money will stay with you."

"Oh, good."

"Wenhui, Wenyuan, Wenda, remember to repay Junling in the future, got it?"

Little did she know that her beloved daughter was preparing to repay Gao Junling well, really repay her well. After all, stealing someone's husband was also a way of repaying her.

This was no longer a reward from He Wenyuan, but a mental beating for Gao Junling.

Gao Junling had no idea what He Wenyuan was going to do. She still cooked meals for Houdunzi every day, and Houdunzi treated her with respect. The two of them seemed more like friends than husband and wife.

When Yao Bin found out that He Wenhui's stall had been overturned, he almost laughed to himself and thought, there is no point in stopping now. There will be better things tomorrow. He will wait for Liu Yunchang to come and collect the debt, and then see how He Wenhui will respond.

The next day, He Wenhui did not go to the stall. She was wondering what went wrong with her fried chicken. She was already starting to panic because her family depended on her. She thought she could make money from selling fried chicken. But in the end, she didn't sell a single serving.

When Liu Yunchang rode his bicycle into the yard, Yao Bin had just come downstairs. The two did not say hello, but just nodded. He had to avoid suspicion at this time and could not go to the house with Liu Yunchang. Of course, he could still stand by and watch the fun.

When He Wenhui found Liu Yunchang coming to her house, she subconsciously said, "Uncle, Yao Bin and I have divorced. He lives upstairs now. If he is not here, he must have gone out."

Liu Yunchang shook his head: "Wenhui, I'm not looking for Xiaobin, I'm looking for you."

"Looking for me, what do you want me for?"

He Wenhui looked surprised. It wasn't that she was pretending, but she really forgot about borrowing money. Liu Yunchang said slowly without any hurry: "Wenhui, I heard that you and Xiaobin are divorced. So you have to pay me back the money you owe me, right?"

When she heard the word "pay back the money", He Wenhui remembered that she had borrowed money from Liu Yunchang before, but He Wenhui still couldn't think of a reason, and it seemed that she really should pay back the money.

"Wenhui, you should remember this, right?"

"Oh, I remember, I remember my uncle."

She is very upset now. How could she have forgotten about this? If she had known earlier, she should have handed over the debt to Yao Bin when they divorced. Then she would not have to worry about it now.

Haha, even if it is given to Yao Bin, no one will want it.

This is a debt, not an asset, and no fool would want to take it over.

Liu Yunchang took out the IOU with a smile and said, "Wenhui, this is your IOU. Give the money to your uncle and I will return the IOU to you."

"He's my cousin, I have no money right now."

"Wenhui, I'm also waiting for money, can you think of a solution?"

Liu Yunchang's tone was still polite, but He Wenhui was a little annoyed. She felt that Yao Bin did this on purpose. Why did he come to collect the debt just a few days after the divorce? What had he been doing in the previous few years?

Yu Qiuhua came into the room at this time: "Uncle, why are you here?"

She didn't know what Liu Yunchang was doing here, but she had to ask for the best of both worlds.

When Yu Qiuhua learned about this, her expression changed slightly and she asked, "Wenhui, have you never paid back the money in all these years?"

Of course she knew about the loan, and she thought she had paid it back long ago, but she didn't expect the creditor to come to her door today.

"Wenhui, you and Xiaobin were a family before, so it didn't matter whether I took the few hundred dollars or not, but the situation is different now, and I hope you can understand."

Understand, I understand you, but who can understand me?
Yu Qiuhua didn't know what to do, because what others said was reasonable. You can't deny the IOU you wrote, right? (End of this chapter)