Yu Huilian said she was sorry, but Feng Bingwen on the side could clearly see that her eyes were a little brighter. Her eyes reflected the blazing flames in the brazier, as if her eyes were glowing.
"It's already a thing of the past."
Wen Huashang is dignified in manner, elegant in appearance, and elegant. She seems to have recovered from the grief of losing her husband.
"It's best to let go. After all, people still have to look forward!"
Yu Huilian agreed, but out of the corner of her eye she quickly caught sight of an unlucky guy - Feng Bingwen opened the red lacquer food box, picked up the delicate pastries inside, and ate it like a cow chewing Du Dan.
"Why are you so rude? The guests are still here, why are you starting to eat?"
There was a look of anger on the woman's face.
"It's okay. I made this specially for Bingwen. He likes to eat the pastries I make the most."
Before Feng Bingwen could speak, Wen Huachang waved her hands quickly. The two old men next to her looked at them with smiles. They were used to it. This was not the first time that shopkeeper Wen came to the door.
"Sister Wen's pastries are delicious and not greasy at all. Mom, please try one!"
Feng Bingwen opened his mouth at the right time, took out a piece of mung bean cake from the food box, and stuffed it into his mother's mouth.
"You kid..."
Yu Huilian was caught off guard and took a bite of the mung bean cake that her son put into her mouth. After chewing twice, she reached out and grabbed the remaining mung bean cake from her son's hand.
"How's it going? It's delicious!"
"Shopkeeper Wen's craftsmanship is so good. I have never tasted such sweet but not greasy pastries in Fucheng."
After tasting the mung bean cake, Yu Huilian praised it.
The highest level of dessert is that it is not sweet, or that you will not feel tired after eating it.
"It's so delicious. Give me a piece of it."
Feng Zichuan looked at it with greedy eyes, and reached out to grab the food box that Feng Bingwen was holding in his arms.
"Just take a piece!"
Feng Bingwen reached out and grabbed the old father's wrist, and then let go. He knew that his father was even more greedy than him. You can tell by looking at his figure. Most people can't raise such a person.
body shape.
"You kid, you're quite protective of your food."
Feng Zichuan laughed and cursed, picked up a piece of Double Ninth Festival cake, and after chewing it, his eyes suddenly lit up.
“It tastes really good!”
Feng Zichuan looked at the food box in his son's arms eagerly, but considering his strength, he still took a sip of his crazy saliva. He still had to pay attention to his manners in front of outsiders.
"As long as you like it."
Seeing that the pastries she made were unanimously praised, Wen Huachang smiled happily,
"Do you open a shop in the county town?"
Feng Zichuan, who was still unfinished, looked at Feng Bingwen, who was holding a food box and hiding a distance, and looked at Wen Huachang, who was holding a cute little girl and sitting down by the brazier.
"Yes, thanks to Bingwen who often goes to my shop."
Wen Huachang was quite emotional. Since she met Feng Bingwen, the shop she opened has never been harassed again, and the business is going very smoothly.
"Every time this guy goes to your store, he eats and drinks for free, so why don't you thank him?"
The grandmother on the side was full of words, but she had a proud smile on her face.
"What? You often go to shopkeeper Wen's shop to eat for free? If you are young and don't learn well, who taught you?"
Hearing this, Yu Huilian's eyebrows stood up and she stood up to grab Feng Bingwen's ears, vowing to break her son's bad habit from childhood.
"Mrs. Feng, don't be angry. I invited Bingwen to go. If he doesn't come to my store every few days, my business will not be stable."
Wen Huachang quickly stood up to stop her, and even the little girl she brought with her spoke in a coquettish voice,
"Auntie, don't hit brother Xiaofeng!"
"Such a cute little girl, tell me, if he comes to your house and eats and drinks for free without paying, shouldn't he be beaten?"
As soon as the little girl opened her mouth, Yu Huilian's eyes fell on her, and there was unconcealable affection in her eyebrows. She raised her finger and pointed to Feng Bingwen aside, and asked with a smile.
"But after Brother Xiaofeng came to my house, no bad guys came to Xiaoling's house to cause trouble again."
"You kid, you still know how to repay kindness!"
Hearing what the little girl said, Yu Huilian, who was about to stand up and teach Feng Bingwen a lesson, sat down and joked that she had no intention of doing anything, she was just pretending.
"Mom, am I that bad in your eyes?"
Feng Bingwen muttered, he knew that this mother was trying to excuse him.
If your child really makes a mistake and it affects others, if the adults start educating them first, it will be difficult for others to blame them, otherwise they will look stingy.
The opposite is also true. If a child makes a mistake outside and causes disaster to others, if the child is not educated by adults, then don't blame others for educating him.
"What? You still think you are great? Are you imitating others and freeloading at such a young age?"
At this time, Yu Huilian's tone was slightly serious, she looked at Shopkeeper Wen aside and said,
"Shopkeeper Wen, please calculate how much money my Wen'er ate at your place? I'll pay it to you as well."
"Mrs. Feng, what are you talking about?"
The smile on Wen Huachang's face disappeared,
"Who in the county doesn't know the relationship between Bingwen and me? If I accepted his money, I would really have no conscience."
"this……"
Feng Zichuan on the side couldn't help but look strange when he heard these ambiguous words. He looked at his son and silently calculated the age in his heart. Well, he is not old yet, so nothing should have happened.
"But it's not a problem for my children to eat at your place every day. The taste of your pastries, if they were put in Fucheng, this food box would be sold for several silver baht."
"So expensive?"
The two old men on the side were a little surprised when they heard this. They have always lived a simple life, and they did not expect that the dessert, which was just a snack, could have such a high price. A few silver baht of rice and noodles would be enough for an ordinary farmer's family to eat for a month.
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"It's just some pastries. Where can they be sold at such a high price?"
Wen Huachang was also shocked. The audience for her pastries were mainly large households in the county, and they regularly purchased from her shop.
"Shopkeeper Wen underestimates his own skills. Staying in the county is a waste of talent. If he is willing to go to the capital, I'm afraid..."
"I am no more than a lowly woman. I am satisfied if I can live a stable life. I am not very interested in money, as long as it is enough."
Wen Huachang shook her head, then stood up and picked up the energetic female doll.
"It's getting late, so I'll take my leave first."
"Won't you stay for a meal?"
The old man politely asked to stay.
"There's still some unfinished business in the store."
Wen Huachang declined. She came to Feng Bingwen and handed over a red paper envelope with a smile.
"Bingwen, here is the New Year's money that my sister gave you."