I stopped my sister from marrying Huang Mao, but she stabbed me in the back?

And Shen Mengyue was a little bit dumbfounded when she heard Uncle An's gloating words and reported to her the situation between her sister and the will-o'-the-wisp Huangmao anytime and anywhere.

Shaking his head.

"Forget it, Uncle An, I don't care about this anymore. Whether they fight or not, what does it have to do with me? Let's just take care of ourselves."

“There are a lot of people today, it’s important to greet the guests as soon as possible!”

"You don't want too much spicy, right? Okay, wait a moment, it'll be ready soon!"

"..."

She once again put her full attention on the fried skewers stall, concentrating on making fried skewers without any distractions. She really enjoyed this busy feeling, which allowed her to temporarily forget her worries.

As for my sister, ha~
  What does it have to do with her? Just a complete stranger!

Don't pay attention, don't read the jokes, just ignore them. Only in this way can you completely eliminate these bad things from your life!

In stark contrast to Shen Mengyue's busy side, it was Shen Mengxing's side.

The two people who occupy what can be said to be the best stall position in the night market, but the business in front of the stall can be said to be empty, so the two are complaining about each other and quarreling.

However, as more and more workers came off work, the time slowly came to eight o'clock.

This time is considered the peak flow of people in the night market!
  So even in front of the small stall that the two of them had just launched, some business slowly appeared.

Customers began to come in small groups to choose fried skewers.

This scene made Shen Mengxing also overjoyed. She hurriedly made a truce with her husband happily, opened the frying pan impatiently, and started doing business happily.

It really smells like a quarrel at the head of the bed and a fight at the end of the bed.

One is responsible for collecting money and greeting customers to eat, and the other is responsible for brushing the fried skewers with seasonings and putting them on the plate.

Although both of them are newbies who have just started doing it, they are not very skilled yet.

But the work of frying skewers is not too complicated, there are only a few processes, so the cooperation is quite tacit, and soon the meal starts to be served properly.

"Hey, wait a minute, give me your twelve yuan first!"

"You want to add more spice, right? Okay, no problem, Shaoyang, do you hear me, this one should be more spicy!"

"What's your offer? Eight yuan, can you get a sesame seed cake for free? What's the sesame seed cake for eight yuan? If you want the sesame seed cake, it's an extra fifty cents!"

"What do you mean they were given away before? Look, our stall is no longer the same stall as before. We can't give away here anyway!"

"What do you mean our fried skewers are getting more and more expensive? Where is it so expensive? It's been the same price for so many years! Don't talk nonsense with your eyes open, it's hard to set up a stall at a night market!"

"And we, the fried skewers, don't just buy raw materials and make things. Sometimes we should look for our own reasons, okay? Have our wages been increased over the years? Have we worked hard?"

Shen Mengxing saw that there were so many customers suddenly coming to the door. The location of the stall was indeed very good. One after another business was coming in. She was almost too busy to win. She also had a smile on her face, and there was no more. The resentment from the previous quarrel with her husband Xu Shaoyang.

But because it was her first time doing business and she had been spoiled since childhood, she did not have such a good temper to serve all the customers well.

So I only focused on collecting money to eat, making money first, and not caring about anything else. There was no quality control at all.

She even kept urging her husband because he felt that he was doing it too slowly.

"Hurry up, it's all piled up, it's just a skewer. Is it so slow?"

The will-o'-the-wisp yellow-haired Xu Shaoyang heard her complaint and took out the fried skewers from the oil pan with a look of reluctance.

Anyway, no matter what he ordered, whether it was vegetarian dishes or meat skewers, he would cook it all in one pot, regardless of the quality.

I thought that anyway, I would eat it with a layer of seasoning in the end, and the food would taste like the seasoning, so I just had to mess with it.

Besides, he is a gangster who lives in society, and he is not the kind of person who can calmly work in this industry.

It's enough that he, Mr. Xicheng Yang, can put down his face and body to be responsible for frying skewers, but what else do you want from him?
  He thought that if it hadn't been for the fact that when he was running away from here a few days ago, his Will-O-Wisp motorcycle accidentally fell into a ditch and broke, and he needed money to repair it, he wouldn't be too lazy to do this crappy business!

If his gang of gangster brothers really saw it, they would be killed! Just when he felt aggrieved about the fried skewers, suddenly, three workers who bought the fried skewers from their stall came back angrily carrying a bag of fried skewers, and angrily took the fried skewers they had just bought. Throw it to their stall and say.

"Stop, stop, stop working around. What kind of business are you doing? See for yourself, your fried skewers are not cooked at all!"

"That's right, take a look for yourself, these leek leaves are so fried that it left a burnt taste in my mouth."

"And these meatballs are not cooked inside, they are still raw, and they are bloody. How do you want me to eat them?"

"Forget it, the fried fat sausage is even more outrageous. It hasn't been washed yet, and there's still shit in it, but it makes me sick. Did you do it on purpose or accidentally?"

"Yes! And why is your seasoning so unpalatable? When I took a bite, it was all flour and not mixed at all. Do you know how to do business? Such a little thing cost me seventy-nine. Yuan, Zinima refunds the money!”

"If you don't refund the money, your stall will be ruined!"

Seeing three hunky-backed construction workers coming to argue with them aggressively, and saying that the evidence was conclusive, as evidenced by the fried skewers in their hands, Shen Mengxing was also panicked for a moment, and subconsciously took a few steps back, looking a little scared. .

But how could she quit so easily after finally earning the money?
  It was because he had a husband who had been in society behind him to support him, You Zi said harshly.

"Refund, what money to refund?!"

"I think you are being unreasonable and bullying us because we are new here on the first day. Are you deliberately looking for trouble to blackmail us into eating the King's meal?"

"I'm telling you, it's impossible to refund the money. It's impossible to refund the money in this life! You've already eaten all this, so what's the point of refunding the money?"

"It's only a few dozen yuan, and you're here to make trouble over nothing. I think you're crazy because of poverty. Don't go out to eat if you can. Now that you've eaten and you're clamoring for a refund, you can't afford to live, right?"

Instantly, after hearing what Shen Mengxing said, the three construction workers, who were already short-tempered, became furious and pointed at her nose and cursed angrily.

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

"It tastes so bad. It's a good thing that I didn't ask you for mental damages. If you don't refund the money, I will really ruin your business. Believe it or not?!"

"boom!"

While she was talking, a construction worker stepped forward and overturned a plate of vegetarian dishes on her fried skewers stall. Shen Mengxing screamed in fright and quickly hid behind Xu Shaoyang.

Fortunately, at this time, Xu Shaoyang, the will-o'-the-wisp who had been mixed up in the society, did not give up.

He blew the yellow slanted bangs on his forehead nonchalantly and looked at the three construction workers tugging at them with a flat face.

"I said, am I the one who doesn't know how to cook it, or do you guys have bad mouths and don't know how to eat it?"

"I'm looking for trouble with you, Young Master Yang of Xicheng. Are you tired of living? I don't want to find out who Young Master Yang is messing with!"

"Are you so deaf? Didn't you listen to what my wife said? You can't retreat, you can't retreat. What do you want?!"

As soon as these words came out, the three construction workers were completely angered. They swarmed up and kicked over their carts, and cursed angrily.

"I'm going to fuck you, you're a yellow-haired pork rib guy, why are you pretending to be crazy? I'm going to beat you up, right?"

"Crash!"

In an instant, the fried skewers cart was ruthlessly overturned, countless dishes were scattered everywhere, and three construction workers even caught Xu Shaoyang, pinned him to the ground and gave him a hammer blow!
  He was so frightened that Shen Mengxing, who was originally hiding behind him, stood there and screamed again.

"Ah! I'm beating someone, come here quickly!"

"Is there any more law? Someone beat my husband!"

"Why are you so heartless and unwilling to save me? Come and help my husband!"

In this regard, all the stall owners who were happy to eat melons just wanted to say that three to one and one to one should be enough. There is no need to step forward to help, right?

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