Rebirth and Counterattack: The True Daughter Doesn’t Want to Inherit the Family Property Rebirth and

On the fifth day of the new year, the snow began to clear.

In the small supermarket at the gate of the county No. 1 Middle School, Lin Ling's face eased a little.

Throughout the winter vacation, that is, during the New Year, her business here will be better.

Although the students are going home, the homes of those middle school teachers who live nearby will welcome a batch of students to greet the New Year during the New Year, and Lin Ling's supermarket can naturally make a small profit.

Mo Xiaokui looked at his mother's face for more than ten days, and he couldn't stop it, and couldn't help but tempt:

"Mom, can I go out and play?"

Lin Ling was in a good mood, scolded with a smile at the moment, waved his hand, and called his son who had already rushed to the door.

"Give you a hundred dollars in pocket money, remember to go home early."

Mo Xiaokui turned around and took the money, and ran away.

Lin Ling herself also wants to go out to stroll, I heard that Wenchang Street opened a stew shop, the business is very good, the store also has a special beauty and beauty soup, yesterday came to the supermarket to buy things a female teacher praised, Lin Ling couldn't help but be moved.

She is only 42 years old, if she is good at it, it is still charming, and she might as well try it while the seven-day discount is on sale.

Thinking of this, Lin Ling instructed her husband Mo Yingwu to guard the supermarket, not to miss the New Year greeting customers, and went out with his shoulder bag.

As soon as the people left, the supermarket was quite quiet, Mo Yingwu breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that it was rare to be quiet, and he was idle for half a day.

Lin Ling walked on Wenfeng Avenue in front of the No. 1 Middle School with her bag, calculating along the way how much money her net profit this month would be a few days before leaving school.

Before turning Wenfeng Avenue, a black shadow fell from above, almost rubbing Lin Ling's heels and landing on the sidewalk, making a muffled sound.

"My mother! What is it?

Lin Ling was so frightened that she jumped three feet away, and when she looked closely, a flower pot had just fallen.

She was so angry that she quickly looked up and saw that next to it was a high-rise residence, which contained the home of the teacher of the county No. 1 middle school, and there were also parents who accompanied the students renting a house here.

"It's a shame to celebrate the New Year! Who is so lacking in virtue?

It's a pity that she scolded for a long time and didn't find anyone looking down.

Lin Ling didn't dare to continue standing downstairs, and left the building with three steps and two steps, trotting all the way.

When Lin Ling walked away, a figure appeared on the top floor of the upper floor, looked at the crushed flower pot on the ground, and gently "sighed".

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Hours later, Zhao Yiyi of Brooklyn, Boston, got up to collect the mail.

"If the task fails, it is said that the 50,000 deposit will not be refunded, please choose another person to take the order."

Zhao Yiyi's eyes instantly turned cold.

"Useless stuff."

At this time, the residents in the apartment began to get up, Zhao Yiyi picked up the glass on the table, put it in a thick furry bag, walked into the bathroom, closed the door, and then slammed it against the ground.

The dull sound reached the downstairs, and no one could see an Asian girl in this penthouse smashing the thick bag in her hand like crazy.

Until the object in the bag completely lost its shape, Zhao Yiyi finally stopped.

She threw the bag into the trash bin without caring and looked in the mirror for a long time before she smiled sweetly.

"It's okay, find another one."

A few days ago, the eldest aunt transferred 100,000 to her, and the money in her hand can find a better person to take the order.

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Shannan County, Xiejiatuo.

Xie Family's uncle Xie Zhengying has been a little annoyed recently.

The eldest brother and sister-in-law had already returned to the county after three days.

Not surprisingly, Xie Shichuan continued to stay in the old house, which was called "a companion for the little uncle".

Sister-in-law Cui Ying smiled and brushed the non-existent dust on Xie Shichuan's shoulder before leaving.

"Son, that girl is good, but you have to remember to be polite, the old mother is not ready to be a beautiful grandmother now."

Xie Shichuan's whole head was ripe this time, and he almost smoked.

"Mom, please be reliable, where are your thoughts diverging."

Cui Ying hugged her son, she was really a little reluctant, the little pink baby back then, so soon has grown up, to chase the light in his eyes.

Xie Shichuan was a little shy, his mother had not hugged himself like this for a long time, but he still gently patted his mother's back.

"Don't worry, I know what to do and what not to do."

Xie Zhengfeng and his wife slapped their butts back to the county, leaving Xie Zhengying and his nephew with wide eyes.

On the other side of the mountain, Xia Qing was busy going up the mountain with her mother to find winter shoots.

Winter shoots are different from spring shoots, they do not grow out of the ground, and inexperienced people can't dig up a few winter shoots in the bamboo forest for half a day.

If you want to find the bamboo forest on the slope of the mountain, the large bamboo that has grown for three or four years, the bamboo leaves are also verdant in winter, and there is a high chance of winter shoots within a few meters nearby.

The bamboo deep in the bamboo forest is too dense and difficult to dig, and the nutrients in the soil are not enough, and it is not easy to grow good shoots.

Fang Lan took Xia Qing to find the soft ground with light on the edge of the bamboo forest, and then dug in the direction of the bending of the bamboo branches, often digging several winter shoots at a time.

Xia Qing does not have Fang Lan's experience in finding winter shoots, but she has the easiest way, that is, to find out if there is any piece of soil around the big bamboo that has been topped, although it is not sharp, but there are winter shoots below.

The two women dug two large bamboo baskets, and when they went down the mountain, they carried a heavy burden, but they were in a very happy mood.

Xia Qing especially loves to eat winter shoots, which taste more tender than spring shoots, and she needs to eat enough at home during the holiday.

After a while the weather warms up, winter shoots will emerge, and the time to eat winter shoots this year will be over.

Fang Lan took her daughter in the yard to peel off the skin of winter shoots, cut off the thick and hard roots, and then cut them into thin slices and soaked them in a basin.

Xia Qing was still responsible for peeling garlic and chopping green onions, cleaning the peppers, and boiling a pot of water on the liquefied gas stove to blanch the bamboo shoots first, otherwise it would taste astringent.

Fang Lan burned the earthen stove, waited for the pot to heat up, put two chopsticks to boil the snow-white lard, and burned the pot until the oil was shiny.

Stir-fry the sliced green onion and ginger to make it fragrant, add a spoonful of bean paste to bring out the red oil, and then stir-fry the drained bamboo shoots.

For a while, the aroma was overflowing, and Xie Shichuan, who walked to the door, felt that he had not come in vain across the yard.

Now Fang Lan saw Xie Shichuan come to the door to "rub rice".

She heard that Uncle Xie Shichuan was at home alone, and she would take the lunch box and ask Xie Shichuan to bring some dishes back.

Today, Xie Shichuan used the excuse of "going to return the lunch box" and went out again at the meal.

The uncle of the Xie family was really embarrassed, so he asked Xie Shichuan to bring two bacons over.

Fang Lan saw Xie Shichuan and quickly beckoned him to enter the door to eat.

Xie Shichuan handed the bacon to Fang Lan.

Fang Lan only felt that the uncle and nephew of the Xie family were too polite.

"Isn't it just adding a pair of chopsticks, where do you need to send something over."

Xia Qing served the meal and sat at the table and kept laughing.

In his previous life, Chen Ruoyu had never accompanied Fang Lan to eat once, but his hometown in Shannan County had come once, drank a cup of tea at Xia Qing's house, and hurriedly returned to the county to stay in a hotel.

Whether a person puts another person in his heart can be seen from his daily behavior, but it is a pity that she wakes up too late.

The days of calm and happiness are like clouds and water, and the winter holiday is coming to an end in laughter.