After her husband died in battle, she relied on the villain cub to make a comeback.

On the other side, Yuanbao Town.

Because many people had eaten mushroom noodles yesterday and thought they were particularly delicious, so within an hour of setting up the stall, Ye Zhizhi had sold about two hundred bowls. .

When Zhou Shuhe's subordinates came to buy it, they found that there were only two bowls of mushroom noodle soup left, and they looked annoyed, "All sold out so quickly? My husband and I are relying on you, little lady, to keep us alive!"

Ye Zhizhi touched his nose and said, "We really don't have enough mushrooms, and we are so busy that we forgot about you two, master and servant. I will ask Dong Zhao's family to prepare some for you tomorrow."

Yes, Ye Zhizhi has no intention of coming to town every day to make and sell noodles.Firstly, her body couldn't bear the bumpy ride of the bullock cart, and secondly, the work was too tiring.

Therefore, after teaching Zhao Zhongxiang how to make mushroom noodles, Ye Zhizhi immediately became the shopkeeper.

Of course, Zhao Zhongxiang will come to trouble, and the two of them are still prepared to make [-]-[-] profit from the mushroom noodles.

After selling out the mushroom noodles, Ye Zhizhi took Wuya and Sanzhu to the cloth store. He couldn't afford silk and satin, but he could still afford the ready-made clothes made of linen and Ge.

The ones she chose were cheap and good-looking, mainly because the children at home grew up well and looked good even with a fertilizer bag on them.

So as soon as she put it on, the shopkeeper of the clothing store couldn't help but praise, "This baby is so pretty. Sister, you are really good at giving birth. The two children are exquisite and beautiful, and none of them look like you!"

Ye Zhizhi choked up: "...you are really good at hurting people."

Or people often say that being fat ruins everything. Although Ye Zhizhi has lost ten pounds through hard work in the past few days, the shopkeeper of the clothing store looks like she is in her 20s, and he still calls her sister...

She was really afraid that someone younger would call her Mrs. Ye, but she was so talented!Ye Zhizhi burst into tears.

"Auntie, my mother is a fairy! My brother and I are mortals. How can mortals be like fairy daughters?"

Wuya's innocent child-like appearance instantly healed Ye Zhizhi's old mother's broken heart.

He picked him up, gave him a kiss, and waved his hand, "Let's go, Mommy, go buy some candies for you!"

There is a candy seller across the street from the clothing store.

When the vendor saw her stop, he immediately said enthusiastically, "Little lady, come and see this candy man. It's sweet and sour, soft and delicious. You can shape it into any shape you want. It's not expensive. It's ten cents each, little lady." How many?"

Ten coins per piece?Isn’t this expensive? !Do you know how much a pound of white rice and thin noodles costs?Do you know that the candies in my space that are better than this only cost a dime?

Ye Zhizhi's total possessions are only about 20 taels. Excluding the 11 taels for buying clothes, he has [-] taels left with him, and the remaining [-] taels must be used for other purposes.

Seeing Ye Zhizhi's majestic and arrogant aura weakening, Wuya quickly hugged her mother's neck and swallowed, "...candy people are the most unpalatable. Children don't eat them!"

Sanzhu also shook his head violently, "Mom, I don't like food either."

Ye Zhizhi: "..."

But your saliva will be all over me.

Either they say that children are children and cannot hide things at all. They say no, but it is clearly written on their faces: I am lying!Grandma, buy me one! (???w??｀)

Ye Zhizhi:......

Ye Zhizhi originally wanted to buy it directly, but then she thought about it, even if it was a white lie, the two Zaizai should not tell it, so she said:

"You've never eaten it, how can you say it's not delicious? Children won't eat it? I'll ask you again, do you really not want it?"

Wuya took a sip of saliva, leaned into her mother's ear, and whispered, "But sweets are so expensive, mother. Let's save the money to buy food, and mother will be satisfied."

"Money is not saved, money is earned. Mom can make enough money to feed us!"

Ye Zhizhi touched Wuya's head and said cruelly, "Bring me five candy figures! Make them all like me! Make them look like each other!"

I'm fat, so I can take advantage!Ye Zhizhi calculated carefully in his mind.

"Hello, sir! You are a great gentleman! I wish you happiness like the East China Sea, longevity as long as the Southern Mountains, and abundant wealth!" The vendor made two candy figures in three strokes, five divided by two.

Sanzhu watched blankly as his mother took the candy man and handed it to him. He subconsciously wanted to bite it, but in the end his reason prevailed and he stood on tiptoes and handed the candy man to Ye Zhizhi's mouth:

"Mom, I'm a grown-up kid. If I don't want this, you and your sister can eat it."

My mother wants to make money, and my sister is still young.As the two women in the family, Sanzhu feels that although his strength and ability are small, he has the obligation to take care of and protect them.

"Don't say you are only six years old now. Even if you are sixteen, 36, or sixty, you will always be a child in your mother's heart. Children don't have to be sensible and considerate. You can ask for sweets from your mother as you please. This It’s your right as a child.”

Ye Zhizhi pushed the candy back to the child's mouth, squatted down, looked straight into Sanzhu's eyes, and used a teasing tone without losing seriousness, protecting the sincerity of the young Chicheng, "Mom is still young and can make money. So you don’t have to wrong yourself, you can buy sweets for your mother when she gets old and can’t do anything anymore, okay?”

...No need to, are you abusing yourself?

The warm wind from the long street stirred up the noisy world.

The young man looked up. At that time, the sun was blazing in the sky, the wind was blowing through the forest tops, and the huge mountain pressing on him seemed to be gently supported by an invisible hand.

So many years later, when the heroes competed and the young man grew up to be a powerful man, he never forgot that in the barren and dark little villa, there was a candle, which brightly and tenderly protected the dry and withered wasteland in his heart, making it grow here. Full of flowers.

Ye Zhizhi touched his head and was silent for a long time. He heard his useless "hmm" sound, lowered his head, wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with his hand, and took a bite of the candy——

This was the first time someone told him that he could be willful like a child without being sensible.

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At the end of the whole day, I only bought clothes and rice. When I went home in poverty, I couldn't help but sigh -

Money is really not worth spending.

Erzhu and Sizhu were not at home, and Dazhu had been chopping firewood all afternoon. When Ye Zhizhi came in, he handed the candy man to his mouth, "Here, sweet mouth."

A flash of surprise flashed in the young man's beautiful and cold peach blossom eyes. As he got closer, he could see his delicate and smooth bones more clearly. The long red rope tied in his hair was like a flowing crane crown, sweeping across the brow bone treasure to contain light.

Gee.

He sighed in his heart, this is the stepmother coaxing a child.

"Mom," Wuya hugged Ye Zhizhi's calf, "My third brother and I are going to light a fire. Can we still eat rice today?"

"Eat, mom bought some pork yesterday and made braised pork for us."

Wuya swallowed her saliva, "Mom, what does braised pork mean?"

Ye Zhizhi remembered that the little girl had eaten meat so many times that she could pick it up with just one finger. What's more, the people here didn't know how to cook braised pork, so she simply said:

"It's delicious. You can try it when mom makes it."