Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

He found out a few days later whether Yan Xuehui was his second uncle's biological daughter, and it didn't have much influence on him.

But if he didn't give an order, Jiang Yanhui's goods couldn't be delivered, and he would keep harassing Yan Wanqing.

He didn't believe that Jiang Mo could sit still and wait for death.

"You can see if I can afford to wait."

After speaking, Jiang Mo left without stopping.

He doesn't like threats, even if the other party has something to do with Yan Wanqing.

The piano player stopped, "President Yan, what should we do?"

"You find a way to hold Jiang Yanhui back, and don't let him harass Yan Wanqing."

If Yan Wanqing was really the daughter of the Yan family, if Jiang Yanhui did something unforgivable to her, he would be the one who would worry.

Yan Zhengqing used means, but he didn't want to hurt anyone.

Jiang Yanhui received a call that night, asking him to negotiate the goods in person.

That batch of goods was extraordinary, Jiang Yanhui didn't dare to delay, bought the train ticket and left.

Without Jiang Yanhui's harassment, Yan Wanqing's daily life is full and happy.

Gaoxin Chenglu's meat is in short supply every day.

After accepting the customer's repeated complaints, Yan Wanqing discussed with Gao Xincheng.

"We can take reservations."

Yan Wanqing said: "Those who get off work late and can't buy braised pork can order one day in advance, but in order to prevent pigeons from being released, they have to pay a deposit."

Gao Xincheng thought for a while, then nodded, "This proposal is feasible."

After the stewed meat shop received the reservation, the daily sales increased a lot.

"Wanqing, there is no prickly ash in the store, why don't you go buy some?"

Gao Xincheng was so busy that he had no time to spare. He took money from the drawer, "You don't need to buy too much, just enough for today. Someone will deliver it to us tomorrow."

Today was the highest temperature in Haishi's history. With the fan on, sweat kept dripping down. Gao Xincheng gave Yan Wanqing fifty cents to buy a popsicle.

Yan Wanqing laughed, and Uncle Gao still treated her like a child.

But at her current age, she is indeed a child.

Yan Wanqing was very familiar with this area, and had helped Gao Xincheng buy seasonings and other things before, so she knew which ones were cheap and good.

After buying the seasoning, Yan Wanqing bought a popsicle.

The summer heat has subsided a lot.

A group of people surrounded the entrance of the vegetable market. Usually, some cheap gadgets would be sold here, and then a group of people would gather.

Yan Wanqing was not interested in those things.

"Look, is this old lady suffering from heat stroke?"

"I look like, how come you don't have anyone by your side when you go out at such an old age?"

"Anyone of you has a phone, call the hospital."

When Yan Wanqing heard this, her footsteps stopped and she squeezed into the crowd.

An old lady with silver hair was lying on the ground flushed, with a cane thrown beside her.

The old lady closed her eyes tightly, looking very distressed.

Yan Wanqing asked in a deep voice: "Which one of you is stronger, can you carry the old lady to a shady place?"

There is plenty of sunlight here, if the old lady lies down again, she might not be able to wait for the ambulance to arrive.

At this time, people hadn't been too frightened by Pengci to make a move. As soon as Yan Wanqing opened her mouth, several kind-hearted people helped carry the old lady to a cool place.

Yan Wanqing took out a silver needle from her pocket, and inserted it into the old lady's Baihui acupoint without anyone noticing.

Then through the bag, I crushed the popsicle and dropped it into the old lady's mouth.

The old lady's eyeballs moved.

"grandmother."

A tall and straight figure squeezed into the crowd, Yan Wanqing saw Yan Changting, and pulled out the needle from the old lady's Baihui acupoint without changing her expression.

This action was not noticed.

Yan Wanqing didn't notice either. In the crowd, an old man squinted his eyes, staring at her hand holding the needle, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Grandma, what's the matter with you?"

Yan Changting looked at the old lady with concern and eagerness, carefully helped her up, leaned into his arms, and kept calling the old lady.

Look carefully, Yan Changting's hands are shaking.

The old lady regained consciousness the moment Yan Wanqing pulled out the needle.

"Bastard, I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?"

The old lady's voice was weak, but full of domineering.

"Grandma, are you okay!"

Yan Changting breathed a sigh of relief, he raised his head and caught Yan Wanqing who was about to flee, "Wanqing, why are you here?"

The onlookers said enthusiastically, "Young man, this little girl saved your grandma."

Yan Wanqing was discovered, so she had to stop, and she asked, "Is she your grandma?"

Yan Changting nodded emphatically, "My grandma."

She is Yan Changting's grandmother, so they...

Yan Wanqing smiled wryly, fate always played tricks on people, she could save Yan's family even if she saved anyone on the street.

Yan Wanqing explained calmly, "Your grandma is fine, it's just ordinary heatstroke."

Yan Changting was confused when he saw the old lady lying on the ground just now, he panicked and didn't check it.

"oh oh."

Immediately, he suddenly realized, "You saved my grandma just now?"

"Your grandma suffered from heatstroke, so I gave your grandma a popsicle." Yan Wanqing said in a few words: "You have to pay me for a popsicle."

The corners of Yan Changting's mouth twitched twice, but somehow he felt that Yan Wanqing was cute.

"Take your grandma to the hospital to have a look. I'm going home too."

Yan Wanqing didn't want to stay here any longer.

"Girl, wait a minute."

Yan Wanqing was stopped by the old lady, she turned her back to the old lady, her hands hanging on both sides of her body were tightly clenched into fists.

She took a deep breath, then turned around, and forced a smile, "What do you want from me?"

Madam Yan stared at Yan Wanqing's small face, and asked, "Is she the little girl you said looked like me when I was young?"

Mrs. Yan usually pays attention to her own maintenance, so she doesn't age quickly, and she can vaguely see her youthful appearance.

Yan Wanqing had to admit that she did look a lot like Mrs. Yan.

Yan Changting nodded, "Yes."

"Help me up."

Yan Changting hastily helped the old lady up and walked to Yan Wanqing.

Old Madam Yan looked at Yan Wanqing kindly, "May I call you Wanqing?"

"can."

"We all looked alike when we were young, and you saved me again today, so I want to treat you to dinner."

Yan Wanqing lowered her head, "You should go to the hospital for an examination now."

"I'm fine. It's okay to go for a checkup after eating."

"I have to go back and deliver something."

"My grandson came here by car, let him drive us to deliver things, and then have dinner together, is it okay?"

No matter how Yan Wanqing refuses, the old lady will always make it impossible for her to refuse.

The old lady could see Yan Wanqing's resistance and resistance to her, but she had some doubts, so she wanted to get to know her.

Moreover, the old lady didn't say that the reason why she went out today was to see her.