As soon as he opened his eyes, the master of metaphysics became the vicious stepmother of four oil bottles Chapter 035 The Secret of Shen Qingqing's Fortune
He took a big step and blocked the woman in front of her, "Okay, you can continue washing clothes. It's time for us to go home and cook. Qingqing, let's go."
Shen Qingqing instantly understood what she meant, held the basket in front of her, and led the children away quickly.
The woman who spoke looked at their backs and curled her lips, "I don't know what kind of treasure is in that basket, and I don't even want to let people see it."
"I'm still counting on that thing to make money. I definitely can't let others know about it!" Another woman spoke up.
The others immediately gathered around after hearing this, "Sister-in-law Li, what do you mean by this?"
Li coughed seriously and lowered her voice: "Today my wife went to town to buy things and saw Shen Qingqing. What do you think she was doing?"
"What are you doing?"
"Selling noodles, the two large noodle shops were packed with people, and some customers almost got into a fight trying to grab a bowl of noodles!"
All the women were extremely surprised, "Selling noodles? Did she open a shop to sell noodles by herself, or did she sell them for others?"
"My man didn't ask, but he heard a customer calling her boss. Judging from the situation, that noodle shop should belong to her."
"She was still crying about poverty some time ago. How come she suddenly has money to open a noodle shop? Are you not mistaken?"
"How much money does it cost to rent a store? Even if she had the ability to catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits, she wouldn't be able to earn so much money!"
"That's right, if fortune-telling and ghost-hunting were such a profitable business, Mrs. Wang's family would have been prosperous long ago, and they wouldn't be so poor that they have to split up the family now."
Everyone was talking about it, and they all refused to believe that Shen Qingqing was really capable of opening a noodle shop.
"I can still tell lies. If you don't believe it, can you just go and see it another day when you go to the market?"
Mrs. Li didn't argue with them, she said nothing and went back to the river to continue washing clothes.
Chun Ya Niang, who was watching the whole process, came up to her with a basin and asked tentatively: "Sister Li, you just said that Shen Qingqing still expects that person to make money. What do you expect?"
Ms. Li finally met someone who was willing to believe in her, and she started talking again: "Actually, I don't know what the thing is, but one thing is certain. The money she used to open the noodle shop was from selling the things picked from the mountains.
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"Think about it, Shen Qingqing has never been to the mountains before, but in the past few days, she has been running to the mountains every day like a demon, and then suddenly opened a noodle shop in the town. How could it be such a coincidence?"
Chun Ya Niang nodded repeatedly, "What you said makes sense, she must have found some treasure on the mountain!"
Mrs. Li sighed, "It's a pity that that's the secret to making a fortune, and I'm sure I won't be willing to tell anyone about it. We people are just greedy!"
Chun Ya Niang didn't answer, her mind was racing with thoughts. Shen Qingqing didn't tell anyone, she could inquire secretly. No matter what method she used, as long as she figured it out, she would be the next to get rich!
The word "get rich" was like a panacea. After taking it, she instantly forgot her worries and fatigue, and ran home with the wet clothes that had not been washed.
Mrs. Li looked at her stumbling back and frowned inexplicably. Why is this woman so crazy?
Chun Ya was squatting at the door of her house to feed the chickens. When she saw her own mother coming back, she quickly stood up and called "Mother" in a low voice.
"What are you shouting for? Have the pigs been fed? Has the porridge been cooked?" Chun Ya Niang yelled at her angrily.
Chunya tightened her clothes and replied solemnly: "The pigs have been fed, but the porridge hasn't been cooked yet."
"Then why don't you go quickly? Do you want me to support you?"
Chun Ya Niang threw the wooden basin to her feet, and while she was putting on her clothes absentmindedly, she was thinking about how to find out Shen Qingqing's secret.
Follow her up the mountain secretly?
But Shen Qingqing is so vigilant. If she doesn't do it, she will be discovered. If she is discovered, she will probably be beaten.
Chun Ya Niang subconsciously touched her newly swollen face. That little bitch was really cruel. She didn't want to experience it again!
If you can't ask directly, and you can't follow secretly, you have to find another way.
What can you do?
She rolled her eyes, her gaze fell on Chun Ya, and an idea suddenly flashed in her mind.
"Chunya, come here, mother has something to tell you."
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Meng's house, the whole courtyard is filled with fragrance.
Shen Qingqing poured the marinated rabbit meat into the hot oil pan, and heard a "sizzling" sound, white mist rose, and the fragrance overflowed.
The fire in the stove was burning brightly, illuminating the little faces swallowing saliva. Mr. He who was lighting the fire was very happy to see it, "Look at the children, they are all fascinated!"
Shen Qingqing tilted her head and smiled at the four children with a doting tone: "You little greedy cats..."
Meng Qixue puffed up her cheeks and replied to her: "We are not greedy cats, but my mother is so powerful and the food she cooks is delicious!"
Meng Qiyu clapped her hands and learned to speak: "It's delicious, it's delicious!"
The smile on Shen Qingqing's face became brighter. She raised her hand and added the prepared soybean paste, green onions, pepper and other seasonings to the pot. The aroma in the kitchen became stronger.
Chunya smelled the fragrance wafting in the yard and sniffed greedily. Her already empty belly became even hungrier, but she couldn't go home to eat yet. If she couldn't complete the tasks assigned by her mother, she would be beaten.
She squeezed in through the gap in the courtyard door, and saw no one at first sight. There was a sizzling sound from the kitchen, and the basket her mother mentioned was placed in front of the corridor.
Chunya wiped the sweat from her palms nervously, and boldly took two steps forward. Shen Qingqing's voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "Chunya? What are you doing here?"
She was startled, turned around and stuttered back: "I, I came to play with Olaf."
Shen Qingqing did not doubt that he was there, and turned her head to look at Meng Qixue, "Your little friend is here, do you want to go out and play for a while?"
Meng Qixue shook her head, "I don't want to go out, I want to stay here and watch my mother cook. My second brother is the best at eating, what if he eats all my meat?"
Meng Qiyu was unhappy when he heard this and pouted and retorted: "No, I didn't eat it!"
"You do, you stole a piece of meat from my bowl last time!"
"I didn't, no!"
"You do! I just stole it when I was eating chicken last time. Don't think I didn't see it!"
Meng Qiyu thought of something, blushed, and cried to Shen Qingqing for help, "Mother..."
Shen Qingqing pulled the two boys away dumbfounded, "Okay, stop arguing. Your second brother ate a piece of your meat last time. Let him pay you a piece of meat this time, okay?"
Meng Qixue reluctantly nodded, "Okay then."
After persuading her to fight, Shen Qingqing turned back to Chunya and said, "Xue Bao wants to have dinner later and can't go out. I'll play with you when I'm free next time. You go home first."
Chunya looked at her backpack, holding on to her clothes and unwilling to leave, "Xue Bao, just come out and play with me for a while, just for a little while."
Meng Qixue curled her lips with a look of reluctance, "Actually, I don't want to play with her anymore. She is lying and not a good child."
"If you don't want to play, don't play. Just go over and tell her clearly."
Shen Qingqing rubbed her face and spoke in a gentle tone.
She was indeed angry about the last time the four treasures were wrongly accused, but she would not take her anger out on a four-year-old child.
Let the child handle the child's affairs on his own, and she won't interfere too much. This chapter has been completed!