Ma Chunhua felt that her daughter-in-law was getting an advantage, but in the end she compromised with her because she didn't want to be so embarrassed with her at the market.
"After you and the second child have packed up your things, use the money to make a front and write "Fat Aunt Zhang Chestnut Stall"."
Wenhong watched his mother explain the matter and quickly declined: "Mother, my son has money."
Mrs. Fang's eyes were fixed on the copper coins in her mother-in-law's hand. She hesitated and pulled her second child and said, "Just keep what mother gave you. Anyway, everyone contributed, and the pretense is also for the future business of our Zhang family."
Wenhong didn't want to make trouble with her on the street anymore, so he reached out and took the money, thinking that he must educate her well when he got home so that she wouldn't care about it.
Ma Chunhua knew that Fang's daughter-in-law was difficult to deal with, and things at home would definitely not be as smooth as before. She had to take it one step at a time, and if she really couldn't do it, she wouldn't worry about it anymore.
"Mom, where are you and eldest brother going, and where should we meet?"
Ma Chunhua looked at the boss who had been working silently and said, "Your eldest brother and I will go to the embroidery workshop to deliver goods, and then take him to the livestock market to catch a few piglets?"
Mrs. Fang's eyes widened, her hard-earned money was squandered by them all at once?
So what are you trying to do with the spoon? It's not in vain.
Watching her mother-in-law and her eldest brother push the cart away, her face suddenly darkened and she said, "Look, I worked hard all morning, and yet I didn't see anything, and they consumed me. I can't even see it."
Didn’t you hear a single sound?”
Wenhong didn't turn around. He felt that his wife was indeed a little tired after a busy day, so he just let it go.
"Don't be angry. Mom and my eldest brother didn't catch the piglets for personal reasons. When the time comes to sell the pigs and kill them, you will also have a share of the credit."
"I don't want credit, I want money. When my children grow up, they need money. We need money to live. Don't we want my eldest brother to make a fortune and the two of us to be the ones to blame for others?"
"How is it possible? Mom said that everything in the family is equal. If we do the same job, we must get the same amount of things?"
"Are you stupid? If the eldest brother contributes one head and we contribute two, we will get the same amount of things? Don't you think it's a loss?"
Seeing that he couldn't explain it to her, Wen Hong frowned and asked, "Then what do you want?"
Mrs. Fang saw that the second child was finally a little loose. She stepped forward and grabbed his arm like a baby and said: "Second child, wait until tomorrow when we have mastered the skills of making sugar-fried chestnuts and chestnut cakes at the market and the sales model, we can come out on our own.
If we work alone, just like today if we sell these chestnuts, we will make a profit of two taels, who will we share with?"
Wenhong was a little dazed. Looking at her, he felt that she was a little selfish. After all, it turned out that she had such thoughts. She still had her mother at home, so she actually wanted to go it alone?
Thinking of his mother's hard work these days and her attitude towards their brothers, he actually got a little excited: "After all, do you want to go it alone or split up the family? I tell you not to make such a tasteless idea. Think about it if you didn't
My daughter-in-law from the Zhang family, who will teach you the idea of making pastries step by step, so you can’t even think of doing it alone from me?"
After saying that, he put the money in his arms and left first when he got angry.
Fang was originally immersed in the idea of working alone with his second son, and then all the money he earned went into his pocket like water. Suddenly, his opposition extinguished his illusions.
She was so angry that she stood there and stamped her feet, planting a seed of revenge in her heart.
Still unwilling to give up, he chased after her, hoping to take advantage of her mother-in-law's absence to continue her offensive to provoke and persuade him.
Ma Chunhua brought her eldest brother Wende to the entrance of Linglong Embroidery Workshop. Wende looked down and saw that his clothes were a bit shabby, so he thought it would be better not to embarrass his mother.
"Mom, you should deliver this chestnut cake yourself. There is someone in the car and I have to watch it so that it doesn't get lost."
Ma Chunhua actually saw her son's behavior just now and knew that he didn't want to embarrass her.
"Okay, I'll go and come back, then you stay here and don't move."
When Wen De heard that his mother agreed with him, he put on an honest smile and stretched out his hand to pull the cart to the side. He was afraid that others would come out and chase him away, saying that he was affecting other people's business and blocking the road.
Ma Chunhua walked into Linglong Embroidery Studio carrying a bamboo basket, and unexpectedly saw Li Ping standing at the door.
Li Ping was very surprised when she saw Aunt Zhang entering the door. Then she showed a bright smile and greeted her warmly: "Aunt Zhang, this is you, please come in!"
A smile appeared on Ma Chunhua's face. In the end, Manager Jiang was soft-hearted and kept her niece.
Seeing that Li Ping's speaking was much better than last time, she asked: "Yes, the little girl can speak. Is your manager Jiang here?"
Li Ping's face turned red when she was praised, and she heard Aunt Jiang tell her to receive Ma Chunhua well before leaving the house.
"Manager Jiang has gone out, but I know you are coming today. Is this the pastry?"
Li Ping received Ma Chunhua cautiously, for fear of making her angry again if she didn't pay attention.
Seeing that she was a little nervous, Ma Chunhua smiled and said: "Yes, these are the pastries that were delivered. Find someone to check them!"
Li Ping politely stretched out her hands to take the chestnut cake and said, "Come with me."
Ma Chunhua was led by Li Ping and delivered the things to the kitchen manager. After checking, she paid five hundred cash.
After leaving the house, Li Ping smiled and sent Ma Chunhua to the door of the embroidery workshop. Li Ping took Ma Chunhua's arm enthusiastically and said, "Aunt Zhang, I heard what Aunt Jiang said. You are the reason why I can stay here."
Please forgive me, I want to bow to you solemnly, other than that I don’t know how to thank you!"
Seeing how sensible the child was, Ma Chunhua quickly reached out and grabbed her: "You're welcome, you are the same age as my daughter and should be taken care of."
She felt a little distressed in her heart. In modern times, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child was studying on campus and was loved by her parents. But now she entered the society early and went out to work.
She slowly patted the back of her hand and said comfortingly: "The opportunity is here. Study hard and make progress in the future, even if Aunt Zhang's words for you are not in vain."
"Thank you Aunt Zhang, I will definitely work hard in the future."
Ma Chunhua asked Li Ping to go back to entertain the guests while she went out to look for her son, but her son was standing at the door just now, why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?
"Wende, Wende!"
Ma Chunhua shouted a few words loudly but no one answered.
She walked forward, and when she was ten meters away on the street, she saw a group of people gathered in front of her. She suddenly felt a little uneasy. Could something happen to her son?
He took a few steps forward and pulled away the crowd. As expected, his son was holding the cart tightly and was surrounded by people.
Someone was gesticulating and asked: "You are so shabby and shabby, do you deserve to stay in such a noble place?"
"He looks dull and tattered like a beggar. He is worthy of staying at my door, and he is not ashamed..."
Ma Chunhua saw her son being pointed at by those gangster-looking servants and did not dare to say anything. She angrily stepped forward and pulled out a big iron spoon, and swiped it hard at the people who spoke harshly one by one.
Seeing that Wen De was honest and scolding those people, they were actually spanked. They quickly turned around and yelled: "Who is it?" This chapter has been completed!