"Grandma, if you don't cry, Xuebao can share half of the money he earned with Aunt Guihua, so they won't go hungry!"
Meng Qixue hugged her arm and comforted her obediently.
He shook his head and said nothing, but stopped crying.
Shen Qingqing rubbed her head and said, "Good boy, I want to discuss something with you."
Meng Qixue looked up at her, "Mom, tell me, Xuebao is listening."
"My mother made a small cart for you in the blacksmith shop. With the cart, you can sell more snacks, which may be too busy for you alone, so you need to ask for help..."
Meng Qixue answered thoughtfully: "Mother wants me to ask Aunt Guihua for help, right?"
"For now, she is indeed the best choice."
Shen Qingqing knelt down and looked into her bright eyes, "Mom can help you hire people and teach you how to make snacks, but she can't teach you how to sell them or how to manage your employees."
"You need to slowly explore all this on your own, but if you encounter trouble, you can always come to ask Mom, and Mom will accompany you to find the answer."
Meng Qixue nodded heavily twice, "Okay, Xuebao will do it himself!"
She clenched her fists to cheer herself up: "Meng Qixue, you are the best!"
Shen Qingqing was amused by her serious look and echoed: "Well, Xuebao is the best."
"What about me? Mom, am I great?" Meng Qiyu came over eagerly.
Shen Qingqing tapped the tip of his nose and praised: "Our Yu'er is also great!"
Meng Qiyu immediately grinned, and her beautiful eyes curved into small crescents.
With the children chiming in, the atmosphere in the room became much more relaxed.
After a while, the crying outside gradually stopped. Osmanthus wiped away the tears on her face, walked up and knocked on the door, "Aunt He, sister Qingqing, we have finished talking."
Shen Qingqing opened the door, glanced at Guihua's red and swollen eyes, and landed on the kid who was slumped in the yard, "Do you want to see Da Zhuang and the others again?"
The kid shook his head and said, "It's gone. It would be bad if it scared the children."
"Okay, if there is nothing else, I will send you back to the underworld to be reincarnated."
Shen Qingqing took out a soul-giving talisman, folded it into an inverted triangle and walked to the kid.
The kid glanced at Osmanthus fragrans for the last time and said with tears in his eyes: "Osmanthus fragrans, please take care of yourself. If you meet a suitable man in the future, just forget about me."
Its figure disappeared into the bright sunlight along with the disembodied voice.
Osmanthus raised her head and held back the tears that were about to burst out.
She can't cry. From now on, she will be the backbone of the family and the children's heaven. She can't cry.
She sniffed, controlled her emotions, and knelt down in front of Shen Qingqing, holding an umbrella in both hands.
"Sister Guihua, what are you doing?" Shen Qingqing quickly stepped forward to help her.
Osmanthus insisted and refused to get up, "Let me kowtow to you. Thank you for bringing Brother Qiang back and helping him fulfill his last wish."
As she spoke, she bowed her body and kowtowed awkwardly.
"I'm stupid and can't say anything nice. I don't know how to repay this kindness. Otherwise, the shrimps and snails caught by Da Zhuang will be free of charge, and the wages for rolling the noodles will be less. It will be enough for the children to eat.
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Shen Qingqing bent down and helped her up, "Sister Guihua, I made an agreement with Brother Qiang before I sent him back. He will help me drive the carriage. In return, I will bring him back to see you. If the two offset each other, there will be no one."
Who do I owe?"
"So you don't need to say thank you for him, let alone ask for a salary reduction. I am willing to use you because of your character and ability. It has nothing to do with anything else. If you still feel bad about it, then do your best and put things right.
Do it well and let’s make a lot of money together.”
Osmanthus' blood boiled with excitement as she spoke, and she clasped her hands and said, "I listen to you, do things well, and make a lot of money together."
Shen Qingqing raised her lips and smiled, "That's right. Let's go into the house. I have something else to discuss with you."
After entering the house, Shen Qingqing told her about opening a food stall, and finally asked her: "Sister Guihua, would you like to come to the food stall to help? The minimum wage is ten cents per day, and a commission will be paid based on the business profit of the day."
Guihua didn't understand what commission and no commission meant, but she guessed that it meant adding more money. She shook her head and said, "There's no need to add more money. I only need ten cents."
"I have to add it. When the food stall starts business, it will be very busy. Only those who have money will be motivated. And my money is not free. We have to sign a contract and set the rules."
Shen Qingqing found pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote a simple labor contract on the spot, explaining to her: "The recipes you learned from me must not be leaked. Even if you work alone, you must get my permission in advance."
"If there is any violation, I can ask you to pay compensation, and I can also sue you to the county government. Can you accept this?"
"acceptable."
Guihua pressed her fingerprints neatly.
Shen Qingqing folded up the drafted contract and put it in a cloth bag, and was about to discuss the food stall with Mr. He when suddenly there was a burst of people outside.
Several people went out to check the situation and saw villagers hurriedly approaching in a carriage. The person sitting at the shaft of the carriage was none other than Fang Zhenshan.
He looked at the familiar figures in the distance, his fingertips trembled with excitement, and murmured: "They're back, they're back."
Shen Qingqing hugged her shoulders and said with a warm smile: "Yes, I'm back.
Equally excited were the villagers of Yanghua Village.
"Uncle Fang, did you really get Meng Yuan back? Didn't Dashun say that he was dead? How could such a thing be wrong?"
"When has Wang Dashun ever been reliable? If you believe him, you might as well believe that the sun will rise in the west tomorrow."
"But it's been a long time, why haven't you seen Meng Yuan speak? Uncle Fang, please ask Meng Yuan to come out and say hello to everyone."
Fang Zhenshan bowed his hands to everyone and said: "Please give way, Meng Yuan is injured and it is not convenient to see people. When he recovers from his injury, he will come out to say hello to everyone."
Fang Zhenshan had a high prestige in the village. After hearing this, everyone was embarrassed to move forward and took the initiative to make way for him. Then he successfully drove the carriage into the yard.
He didn't want to waste a moment. As soon as the carriage stopped, he couldn't wait to go over and ask about Meng Yuan's situation.
The four cubs also stood on tiptoes in eager anticipation.
Fang Zhenshan glanced at Shen Qingqing and shook his head, "Brother Yuan hasn't woken up yet, but his condition is much better than before. He looks like he's about to wake up."
He had already learned about Meng Yuan's situation from Shen Qingqing. Although he felt a little disappointed at the moment, he was more happy to have found something.
"As long as you come back safely, it doesn't matter if you wake up a day earlier or a day later."
As long as people are alive, there is hope.
Several people worked together to help Meng Yuan off the carriage and move him to the bed in the east room. During this period, Shen Qingqing took a closer look. His face was much rosier than before, and his expression was very peaceful. He was no different from a normal sleeping person.
the difference.
It seems that he is really about to wake up. This chapter has been completed!