Rebirth Era's Petite Wife

Chapter 1052 1049

Huang Mengdi didn't sit in Shen's house for long, and when her stomach got better, she said goodbye and went home. If she didn't go home, her mother would probably curse again. Sure enough, not long after Huang Mengdi left, Aunt Huang came from next door. With the scolding sound, Shen Jiaxing shook his head helplessly.

Shen Han wiped his arm, and said with disgust: "This aunt is really uneducated, sister, the sister just now was picked up by Aunt Huang from the trash can, right?"

"Honey, but Aunt Huang favors sons over daughters. Her son is a treasure and her daughter is a grass. She hasn't treated her well since she was a child." Shen Jiao sneered.

"A son like Huang Baogen is still a treasure. Is this family blind or out of their minds? It's obvious that daughters are much better than sons!" Shen Han just thought it was inconceivable.

Shen Jia couldn't help it again, and shook her head triumphantly: "No matter how strong a daughter is, she will belong to someone else's family sooner or later. My son will be passed on to the next generation, so of course he should be a treasure."

These are what Zhang Yumei often talks about. Speaking of which, Zhang Yumei and Aunt Huang have almost the same virtues, they both treat their sons as treasures and daughters as grass, but Zhang Yumei is better, at least Shen Jiao is not her own. Huang Mengdi is Aunt Huang's own daughter.

Shen Jiao became angry when she heard these words, glared fiercely at Shen Jia, and said with a sneer: "You are such a useless son, what kind of lineage are you going to pass on? You can't even support yourself, so what are you going to do to support your wife and children?" ? Go to work for me, if you don’t do well, you won’t be allowed to eat.”

Shen Jia patted her mouth annoyed, and couldn't help it every time, knowing that Shen Jiao was a tigress, she still wanted to provoke her, alas!
The next day, under the urging of Shen Han and Han Qiwei, Shen Jia got up at dawn, and prepared to leave the stall sleepily. Shen Jia looked up at the sky, feeling so distressed that she was tortured at Shen's house for a week. The waist is thinner, the chin is sharper, and I am afraid that I will become a younger sister Lin in the future!
When will mom and dad come to pick him up?
Zhang Yumei was so worried about her son that she couldn't help but wanted to visit Shen's house several times, but she was always held back by Shen Sizhi, and this day she couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked the sleeping Shen Sizhi awake.

"Xiaobao is going out of the stall today, let's go and have a look, I haven't seen Xiaobao for a week, I feel so empty."

Shen Sizhi was a little impatient: "How do you know that Xiaobao is out of the stall today?"

"I inquired with Xiao Lu, the neighbor of the old man's house, and they said that they are opening a stall today, and they are selling pancakes at the entrance of the FD High School. Get up quickly and follow me to have a look. I don't know how Xiaobao is doing? Can he eat enough?" Zhang Yumei Push hard to wake up Meditation, chanting non-stop.

Shen Sizhi didn't take it seriously, and resentfully said: "Is the food in our father's family bad? I didn't see how smooth and smooth Shen Jiao's two sons are, they all came out of eating."

After all, he missed his son after all, so he went out with Zhang Yumei and rode his bicycle towards the middle school attached to FD.

It was already dawn, and many old men and women came out to exercise or go shopping at the gate of the FD High School. When they saw Shen Jia and the others' pancake stand, they all came over curiously.

The words on the pancake stall were written by Shen Jiao. The four big characters of miscellaneous grain pancakes are handsome and powerful, fluttering in the wind.

"That's a good handwriting, with a bit of skill, young man, did you write this handwriting?"

Someone asked Shen Jia and the others, and they were all spirited old men and old ladies. Shen Jia was a little nervous and didn't know what to say. My sister is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the paintings she draws are amazing. Would you like some pancakes? Add eggs and deep-fried dough sticks for [-] cents, not [-] cents. This sauce is also made by my sister, which is better than this word , keep you eating with endless aftertaste."

Shen Han is worthy of being a descendant of the Shen family, he is born to do business, and the old people are also interested in being amused by him. The biscuits are not expensive, and it doesn't hurt to try them.

"Then let's have one with eggs and fried dough sticks."

"Okay, just wait a moment, I'll have it right away, Shen Jia, hurry up, why are you still standing there?"

Han Qiwei also regained his energy, and kept urging Shen Jia, who was in a daze, to spread the cakes. Shen Jia came back to his senses, and scooped up the noodles in a hurry, probably because he was too nervous. He obviously made a good job at home, but today he performed abnormally, and it became muddy after a while. one sheet.

"Don't be offended, sir, my brother is too nervous, wait a little longer, the second custody can be done."

Shen Han kicked Shen Jia fiercely, which almost made this guy mad. He lost the chain at a critical moment. The uncle was very patient. He looked at the three boys in front of him with a smile, and waved his hand to tell them to take their time.

Maybe it's because the old man's smile has the magical power to soothe people's hearts. Shen Jia gradually calmed down. The second cake was baked perfectly, golden brown and crispy, topped with green green onions. Shen Jia looked at his eyes a little foggy. This was his first A pancake can be regarded as spread out.

Han Qiwei cleverly wrapped the pancakes in mulberry paper and handed them to the uncle: "Grandpa, please try it. I was sorry just now. We invite you to eat this pancake. I will buy it after you eat it."

Shen Jia's heart throbbed in pain, these black sheep, the bread he worked so hard to spread out, he gave it away as soon as he said it, and he still has to pay for it!
Shen Han kicked over again, stopping Shen Jia from speaking. This idiot doesn't even understand marketing strategies, but fortunately he followed.

The uncle took a bite of the pancake, chewed it slowly, with a smile on his mouth, took out twenty cents from his pocket, handed it to Shen Han, and said with a smile, "It tastes good."

After saying that, he gnawed on the pancakes and left. Shen Han stared blankly at the twenty cents in his hand, happily kissed the money, put the money in the money box with great care, and compared Shen Jia and Han Qiwei. Victory gesture.

Once there is number one, there will be number two. Shen Han's business is gradually getting busy, and Shen Jia's movements have become more and more proficient from being unfamiliar at the beginning, and one can be spread out in just over a minute. Han Qiwei and Shen Han One collects money, the other packs cakes, and they cooperate tacitly.

Shen Sizhi and Zhang Yumei hid behind the pillars and peeped at Shen Han's stall. Zhang Yumei couldn't stop crying when she saw her son's skillful movement of spreading the cakes.

"Xiaobao is thinner and darker, I knew that dead girl Shen Jiao would abuse Xiaobao, my poor little treasure!"

Shen Sizhi glared at her impatiently: "Howling? Isn't it just a little thinner, I look pretty good, Xiaobao looks much better than before."

Looking at his son's busy figure, Shen Si felt very subtle. He was more sensible than Zhang Yumei. Only when he knew this was Shen Jia on the right track, and he was no longer the lazy rice bug he used to be.

There were fewer and fewer people at the door. Shen Han took out the money from the money box and counted it. He was overjoyed immediately. It was 12 yuan and [-] cents. After deducting the cost of batter and egg fritters, he could earn at least five yuan. It was only one morning, and Or it's too slow.

Shen Han glanced at the noodle bucket that was almost empty, grabbed two pancakes and yelled at Shen Jia: "Spread these quickly, go back and make another bucket, and spread it again after school in the afternoon. You can earn ten yuan a day."

After finishing speaking, Shen Han dragged Han Qixiu to the school while gnawing pancakes. If he didn't go, he would be late. Shen Jia was stunned for a while, looked at the money box with trembling hands, and counted the pile of dimes again, tears It flowed out in a rush.

Now that he has made money, Shen Jia can also make money, and he has made a lot of money, so now he has some money!
　The first!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)