Reborn 1990Evil Mother-in-Law

With a complicated and sad mood, Li Yutong silently finished the sesame seed cakes, which was the same taste in his memory.

Zhao Xueyan opened her mouth wide and ate three of the six sesame cakes. Except for breaking off a small piece for her daughter Li Yujie, the remaining three were for each of the three little girls.

"Your milk is still okay. I brought six sesame seed cakes back, so you don't have to cook at noon."

Zhao Xueyan laughed.

Li Yutong didn't say anything. She was the one who had the nerve to say such things: "Hanhan, Jiejie, hurry up and do your homework."

Today is Saturday. I have classes for half the day. I won’t go to school for the second half of the day. I won’t go to school tomorrow either.

Li Yuhan was doing his homework, and Zhao Xueyan was also urging Li Yujie to do his homework. For Li Yutong, who had graduated from college, the elementary school homework was nothing and it ended in 2 minutes.

Li Yuhan was stunned: "Sister, have you finished writing?"

Li Yutong packed up her homework and put it into the schoolbag her mother made out of broken steps: "You and Jiejie write well and play at home. I'll go to the market and take a look."

In her previous life, She Nai and her mother had never done business in their lives, especially She Nai, who should be raising sheep now, but there was not a single sheep in the sheepfold.

Li Yutong went to the bicycle and adjusted the front handle. It became much more flexible when riding again.

"Xiaoyu, please slow down, this is the only bicycle in our house." Zhao Xueyan couldn't help but say.

"Yes, Third Aunt, I know." There was only one bicycle in the master's house, and Zhao Xueyan was afraid that if it broke, she would not be able to ride it in the future.

Li Yutong rode his bicycle all the way back to Jishang. Although 20 years have passed, the planning of nearby villages has basically not changed. The road is still the same, but it has been expanded in later generations and is still a bit narrow now.

The middle of Xujia Village is a must-pass road from nearby villages to the county seat, so it has developed into the most suitable place to hold a market.

Four villages further on is their county seat.

It’s a bit far to ride a bicycle now, but most people in later generations have cars. Just like her in Lijia Village, it only takes 8 minutes to drive to the county.

Li Yutong looked at her grandma Chen Xiaoying and her mother Liu Lanxiang who were setting up the stall from a distance. They were all more than 20 years younger, and her grandma's hair was even black.

She was a little excited, but she was still more confused.

Both of them are very honest, especially her grandma Chen Xiaoying, who is embarrassed to say even a few words in front of others and shrinks back, yet she is so skillful in asking people to buy sesame cakes.

Could it be that she was dreaming?

Li Yutong pinched his leg hard and grimaced in pain. Everything in front of him was so familiar, just like in his memory.

She walked over and said, "Milk, Mom."

Chen Xiaoying looked up and saw her eldest granddaughter coming: "Why don't you do your homework? What are you doing here?"

She thought her granddaughter was greedy: "Whatever you want to eat, I'll buy you milk."

Li Yutong shook his head: "It's Saturday, it's a holiday, I'm here to help."

"No need..." Chen Xiaoying said.

Liu Lanxiang has already mastered the arousal: "Then you light the fire."

Children in rural areas have long been in charge of the family. Although Li Yutong is only in her teens, when her parents are working in the fields, she will cook the rice and let them come back to eat ready-made meals.

Lighting a fire is a trivial matter.

Li Yutong was lighting a fire behind the stall, adding firewood, and watching her mother and mother busy.

"Nai, why did you remember to do business?" Taking advantage of her free time, she wanted to test why this milk was different from the one in her memory.

Liu Lanxiang said for her mother-in-law: "Your grandma wants to give some money to the second and third uncles to build a house."

Li Yutong was immediately horrified, looking at Chen Xiaoying as if he had seen a ghost.

In her previous life, she was a poor person who couldn't afford two cents. Now she actually wants to set up a stall to earn money to build a house.

Chen Xiaoying looked at the way Li Yutong looked at her. She couldn't tell what was strange about it, but it was full of alertness and horror. The piece of dough she was kneading in her hand almost fell back to the chopping board.

"you?"

Li Yutong quickly lowered her head. In broad daylight, a chill ran down her spine. What lonely ghost had taken over her body?

Her mind was a little dazed, but for a moment, she realized that the way her breasts looked at her was a bit strange, as if she knew something?

She couldn't help but raise her head again. The eyes of the grandfather and grandson met for a while, but they said nothing and each looked away.

On a busy day, as the sun sets in the west, there are fewer and fewer people at the market, and many people begin to close their stalls.

The lady who was buying casserole noodles next to her was also closing the stall, and greeted Chen Xiaoying with a smile: "Business is OK, it's the first day."

Chen Xiaoying quickly said politely: "It's just the glory of the first day. I just want to eat something new. I don't know what will happen in the future."

The casserole noodle lady smiled and said, "I can definitely do it."

She has been in business for several years. She has seen many stalls become useless after working hard, but looking at the current purchase, it shouldn't be too fast.

Li Hongwei helped to close the stall.

The family put away the stall, with Li Hongwei pushing it and Liu Lanxiang and Li Yutong helping behind. When they arrived at the village, it was getting a little dark.

Some people turned on the light bulbs in the room.

After entering the village, the villagers I met on the road greeted Li Hongwei with a smile: "I'm back, how's the business?"

"That's it, let's just make do with it for now." Li Hongwei still knew how to say this with a smile.

Some people either really care about you or just watch the fun.

It’s easy to watch the excitement, but some people have direct evil intentions, “hate the rich and laugh at the poor.” They just want to laugh at others and say bad things behind their backs about things that clearly have nothing to do with them.

The stall went directly to Li Hongwei's house.

There was no time to cook, and they were all crowded in the house to settle accounts. They were reluctant to use electricity. When buying light bulbs, they bought low-wattage ones. The light was weak and yellow, and there was no way to light up the whole house.

Chen Xiaoying took a look and said, "Go back and change to one with a higher wattage."

"Okay." Liu Lanxiang responded casually.

I started to settle the accounts, and when I finished the calculation, everyone's face was filled with smiles.

Really making money.

A total of nearly one hundred kilograms of noodles were used, and five hundred sesame seed cakes were sold, each for 50 cents, for a total of one hundred and four yuan and two cents. Labor was not counted, firewood was free, and some sesame seeds, fennel, and pepper leaves were sold. The cost of seasonings such as cinnamon and cumin is also negligible. Excluding the 50 yuan cost of flour, we made a profit of [-] yuan and [-] cents. (These are approximate prices, please let us know based on your research.)

"Good guy, that's all." Li Hongwei was dumbfounded. He didn't want to farm any more, he might as well just sell sesame seeds.

"Not a lot, not a lot." Liu Lanxiang also looked happy.

"I'm so tired that I can't even lift my breasts and my mother's tired arms." Li Yutong climbed on the bed and stretched his neck to look here.

It’s quite profitable, but you don’t necessarily have to sell it.

Such biscuits are only fragrant when they are freshly baked. After being left for a while, the taste will be a bit different when they are cold. If they are left for a longer time, they will be air-dried. Not to mention the elderly, even the young people will bite them. Loud, noisy.