Reborn Farmer's Businesswoman

Chapter 85 Meat Bun

Han Qing put a meat bun in front of Mother Lin, her eyes sparkling with anticipation: "Mother, just eat one, if you don't eat it, it will be cold."

Mother Lin choked, but she was not willing to continue scolding, and even said: "Leave Yunhai and the others a few small things to eat, I don't like to eat this stuff at my age."

"Everyone has a share. It's still some time before we leave home. The road is bumpy. Mother can eat some." After speaking, Han Qing hurriedly winked at Mrs. Liu.

Mrs. Liu understood, and hurried over to persuade him.

Then, when Zhang Tiezhu came driving an ox cart, he saw a group of four people scolding and laughing.

"Auntie, what are you doing?" Zhang Tiezhu stopped the ox cart.

Han Qing hurriedly stuffed five meat buns to Zhang Tiezhu: "Brother Tiezhu, don't refuse! Otherwise, I will be in a hurry with you!"

Pushing back and forth, Han Qing was afraid of this trick!
She said directly: "If you don't accept it, we will never dare to ride in your car in the future. We will go back and forth every day. I don't know how much trouble it will cause you."

Zhang Tiezhu wanted to refuse at first, but when he saw that Han Qing was about to fight, he put it away with a silly smile.

"Auntie, brother, sister-in-law, sister Qinger, then I will not be polite!"

Seeing that everyone had packed up, Zhang Tiezhu drove the ox cart to the inspector, waiting for Lin Yuwen to come out.

Outside the inspector's gate, many people looked forward to it.

Lin's mother kept clenching her fists nervously. It was about a quarter of noon when Lin Yuwen finally came out from the supervisor.

Handsome and handsome, but he has just turned eighteen, and he is so upright and unrestrained!
Looking at his expression, Lin Yuwen didn't seem to be any different from when he came.

With a smile on his face, he walked towards them: "Mother, but after waiting for a long time, didn't I ask you to go back first?"

"I don't wait for you to come out, I'm heartbroken." Lin's mother held her youngest son's hand, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"Mother, Yuwen will live up to expectations!"

Being a scholar is just a threshold, but many people cannot cross this threshold in their lifetime.

At this moment, a white-clothed scholar appeared in front of everyone.

"My nephew is visiting my aunt, elder brother, and two sisters-in-law." Song Zhiyuan held a folding fan in his hand, ignoring his peach blossom eyes, and looked like a serious scholar.

Song Zhiyuan's playful smile showed that this guy did well in the exam.

Song Zhiyuan blinked at Han Qing, and immediately said happily: "Little sister-in-law, I'm looking forward to you!"

Concerned about the presence of elders, Song Zhiyuan restrained his frivolity a little, and added: "Zhiyuan is looking forward to my sister-in-law, and bring more fish from the mountains to try."

"No problem, next time my sister-in-law and I will hand over the fish to Shopkeeper Song."

Han Qing deliberately kept a distance between what she said and what she said, which made Mother Lin very satisfied.

After a few chatters, Mother Lin felt relieved, and Han Qing handed over two meat buns to Lin Yuwen, and left in a hurry.

Lin Yuwen still has two exams to go. After the exam, he will stay overnight in the college, and then go home the next day, waiting for the announcement of the results.

A group of people boarded the bullock cart and drove back.

Back home, Mrs. Zhang couldn't help being greedy again.

Lin's mother also said on the spot: "Each house earns money according to its ability, except for handing over the household, each of them makes their own decisions!"

Although Mrs. Zhang wanted to say a few words - why can't Han Qing support her second wife if she can earn money?

But under the temptation of the three meat buns, his head was dazzled, and all the talking was forgotten.

Hastily grabbed the three buns and immediately returned to the room, although after returning to the room, I felt that I was fascinated by ghosts—three meat buns, should I send a beggar?

(End of this chapter)