After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

To be honest, Jiang Fuyue couldn't help but be surprised when she saw the brand new store.

"How's it going?" Han Yunru asked nervously.

"Mom, you may be the legendary 'treasure girl'."

"What nonsense? They are all middle-aged women, and girls..."

Jiang Da opened the door and came out of the kitchen, with joy and excitement on his sweaty face: "It's all packed up inside. You girls, drink some water."

The cup was left over from the noodle shop and was rinsed clean.

"Dad - all the garbage has been thrown out, it's so hot outside..." Little brother Jiang walked in, "I want to drink water too."

"You have to drink and pour yourself."

"..." Why didn't mom and sister have to do it themselves?

Brother Jiang walked into the kitchen silently.

In the end, he was the one who carried everything by himself.

After cleaning up, Jiang Da cooked directly in the store, and the family of four rarely sat together for lunch.

"You won't have to run around to deliver meals in the future, you can cook in the store."

This is also the reason why Han Yunru has always wanted a facade.

Jiang Da nodded: "You don't need to spend another 40 minutes to close the stall at night, just pull the door and it will close."

It's really convenient.

but……

"Yueyue, this facade is not only spacious, but also has a good location. The rent is 1,000 yuan. Are we taking advantage of your classmates? Can she explain it to her parents?"

"Don't worry, I have the numbers."

In the afternoon, the signboard ordered by Jiang Fuyue was delivered.

As soon as the red cloth was lifted, the four big characters of "Jiangji Pancake" in block letters appeared in front of him.

Wandering and pitching, content and romance, just like iron paintings, charming like silver hooks.

Jiang Da is not good at calligraphy, but it does not affect his most intuitive judgment of beauty and ugliness: "The handwriting is really beautiful."

Han Yunru nodded: "The person who picks up the pen has more than ten years of calligraphy skills. Look at the stroke of the pen..."

Jiang Fuyue's brows moved slightly, and she glanced at the beautiful mother with a dark look.

Jiang Chenxing nodded vigorously: "Like the signboard of a grand hotel. Sister, who wrote it?"

"Oh, I found someone casually, and the effect is not bad."

Can she say she wrote it herself?

Of course not!

The original owner did not know calligraphy, let alone more than ten years of skill.

Jiang Da stepped on the stool, held the signboard in both hands, fixed it, turned his head and asked, "Is this okay?"

Jiang Fuyue: "The left side is higher."

He adjusted: "So what?"

Jiang Chenxing: "It seems to be short again."

The father and daughter (son) were busy with their work when a woman suddenly walked up to Han Yunru with a smile: "I saw this shop open from afar, and I thought the owner of the noodle restaurant was back, but I didn't expect it to be you, Sister Han."

After speaking, he shouted at Jiang Da's back again: "Brother Jiang—"

The two words were stunned by her eloquent and heartwarming taste.

Jiang Fuyue almost fell down when she saw her father sway, probably scared.

It was strange, she turned to look.

I saw a plump woman standing beside Han Yunru, with arms folded and a smile on the corner of her mouth. She was dressed in ordinary clothes and had an apron on her face. a style-

The powder is very thick and it is the whitest shade. Because it is not fit enough, a layer floats on the surface. The eyebrows are carefully trimmed and drawn into the shape of willow leaves, and the rose-colored lipstick outlines the full lip line, which may be too deep, and the teeth are not noticed.

Greasy and kitschy.

With just one glance, Jiang Fuyue silently looked away.

Jiang Chenxing whispered, "Why is she here again..."

"Xiao Sun, don't you need to look at the store? Why do you come here when you have time?" Han Yunru kept smiling, but her eyes were light.

"Let Aunt Zhang next door help me to keep an eye on it. I'm not busy at this point. I want to talk about it and see the excitement, but I didn't expect that they are still acquaintances. You and Brother Jiang are... renting the facade, do you want to move in?"

"Um."

The woman rolled her eyes and looked around: "This facade is good, and the rent is a lot of money, right?"

"fine."

"Is there three thousand?" Continue to test.

Han Yunru turned her head and brought her a glass of water: "Herb tea to cool off the heat, have some?"

"……thanks."

Seeing that she couldn't find anything useful, the woman finished her tea and walked away holding her waist.

I thought it was just a small episode, but I didn't expect rumors to spread the next day.

"Jiang Da's couple's pancake stall is going to move! Where? You don't know? It's the first storefront on the street. It used to open a noodle restaurant..."

"Huh! That place is in a good location, bright and transparent."

"The rent is several thousand yuan? Can you make money from selling pancakes alone?"

"Where did Jiang Da get rich? No matter how everyone tried to persuade him before, he was reluctant to rent a decent storefront. He never thought that he would rent the best one, amazing!"

"Isn't that facade of Mr. Jiang's?"

"Mr. Jiang? Which Mr. Jiang?"

"Just the fat one who laughs when he sees people, carries a bunch of keys to collect rent, and wears a big flowery shirt. It is said that the upstart has the most unique taste. He finds tender fruits unpalatable, and chooses ripe ones. Next." After saying that, he gave a meaningful smirk twice.

"You mean Jiang Da's wife..."

"Eh, eh, see it without saying it, everyone understands it."

"Hey hey hey..."

There are only a few shops on one street, and within two days, rumors spread to the owner.

"It must be Sun Honghong!" Han Yunru was trembling with anger, and her eyes were red.

bang-

There was a loud bang from the kitchen.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Da slammed out of the curtain and rushed out without saying a word.

Han Yunru's expression changed suddenly: "It's broken... Lao Jiang! Don't be impulsive!"

...

In the Math Olympiad class on Thursday afternoon, Xu Jing only taught one class, and spent the rest of the time doing problems.

"...There are a total of six test papers. It's still the old rule. After writing one, come to me and change the next one."

The first Jiang Fuyue only took five minutes because it was all multiple-choice questions.

The moment she got up and left her seat, the whole class looked up.

Sun Cheng was speechless: "Is this still a human?"

Ling Xuan looked down at the half-written test paper in front of him, and suddenly became irritable.

It turns out that this is the feeling of being crushed. To be honest, it is not very pleasant.

Especially the person who crushed you was the one you ever looked down on the most.

"Axuan, do you think Jiang Fuyue's brain has turned bright? Why is it suddenly bright?"

Ling Xuan raised his eyes coldly: "I don't know if she has opened the door, but I think you need to open the door."

"Hey... just kidding, calm down, calm down."

"Shut up. Do your questions well!"

Sun Cheng groaned, this guy ate gunpowder today?

The second Zhang Fuyue took eight minutes. Filling in the blanks was not as fast as multiple-choice questions, but it was far from the crowd.

When she had written most of the third sheet, Ling Xuan went up to pick up the second sheet.

When Jiang Fuyue made the fifth picture, the phone rang, because it was a vibration mode, and only she knew it.

I took it out and took a look. There were two missed calls, both from Han Yunru.

Call her this time...

Something must have happened!

Jiang Fuyue quickly finished the last step, pulled the test paper, put on her schoolbag, and strode to the podium, "Mr. Xu, I have something urgent to leave now. Can I take the last test paper back and do it?"

"Of course!" Xu Jing had no reason to refuse. During this period of time, Jiang Fuyue's talent in the Olympiad was pleasantly surprised and amazed.

Taking the test paper and stuffing it in the schoolbag, Jiang Fuyue left the classroom and immediately called back: "Mom, don't worry, speak slowly..."

A little scum, wait for the abuse.