The Villainess Female Supporting Character with a Bun

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With the first order, other customers began to come to the door.

Cheng Huan heaved a sigh of relief, kept the bills and barbecued, and was very busy. Xing Xing just stayed aside and played with his own building blocks.

Because it was the first day, Cheng Huan didn't bring much, and it sold out in just three hours.

After the last guest left, Cheng Huan packed up his things, put them on his tricycle, and called Xingxing later.

Xing Xing's schedule is very healthy. She usually goes to bed after nine o'clock, but now it's half past eleven. She was so sleepy that she fell asleep lying on the table.

Cheng Huan yelled for a long time before he woke up. The little guy raised his head with a grunt, but before he opened his eyes, he changed the direction and knocked on Cheng Huan's leg.

He hugged Cheng Huan's thigh, rubbed his pants a few times, called his mother in a daze, and fell asleep again.

Cheng Huan pushed him twice, seeing that the little guy couldn't wake up and stopped screaming, she picked up Xing Xing and put him into the tricycle compartment.

Because there was no need to bring back tables, chairs, stoves, etc., the car back seemed much empty. Cheng Huan put down the canopy curtain, pressed it down with stones, and rode home on the car.

In the middle of the night, the heat of the day has faded away, and the wind blows through the clothes and hits the skin, blowing away the heat accumulated from hard work.

The shockproof effect of the tricycle is not good, even if walking on a flat road, it is still bumpy.

Xing Xing was stunned awake, he yawned and opened his eyes, at first he didn't know what night it was, but when he twisted his neck and saw Cheng Huan, he remembered what he was doing that night.

He got up and changed his position, and called out loudly, "Mom."

The child's soft voice reached Cheng Huan's ear against the wind, and he asked, "Shall we go home?"

"Yeah, I'm home, Xing Xing is sleepy, I can sleep when I get home."

Xing Xing was indeed sleepy, and he was uncomfortable sleeping on the table. He fell sideways in the carriage, facing the wind, and muttered, "It's so tiring to make money."

It's dark and I can't sleep, and my mother doesn't have time to talk to him at night.

The little guy sighed, pretending to be deep, but what he said made people laugh: "Mom, can we not make money?"

"No way." The car turned into the community and continued to drive to the garage. Cheng Huan stopped the car, turned around, hugged Xing Xing down, and pinched his face: "If mom doesn't make money, then we have no clothes to wear, and no money." Xing Xing can’t go to kindergarten to go to school with other children.”

"Then I don't go to school." Xiaojia has never had any playmates, and he lacks enough knowledge about going to school. He holds one of his mother's fingers: "I don't like kindergarten."

"But the kindergarten can make a lot of friends. At that time, Xing Xing can play with other children and learn a lot of knowledge."

The elevator opened in front of him, Cheng Huan walked in with his son, and pressed the floor of his house: "Only by acquiring knowledge can you be a useful person and earn money to support your mother."

Xing Xing puffed up his face, wrinkled into a ball, and nodded after a while: "Okay then."

"Mom, wait for me to make a lot of money in the future, so you don't have to go out." The little guy said, "Just like Aunt Mei."

Aunt Xiaomei is the neighbor who lives on the opposite side and is a full-time housewife.

Cheng Huan touched his fur, the little guy's hair was cut short, and it felt a little thorny: "Okay, then wait for Xingxing to make money to support his mother."

When the mother and son arrived home, Cheng Huan washed Xing Xing and put him on the bed, read him a story to lull him to sleep, and then went out to sort out today's harvest.

Probably because of the original work, there is no convenient mobile phone payment in this world, and banknotes or bank cards are still used to go out and buy things.

Cheng Huan opened the money bucket, dumped the contents on the coffee table, and began to tidy up.

A college classmate once said that if she was asked to keep counting money, she could stay up for three days and three nights. Cheng Huan agreed with this point of view. The banknotes on the coffee table in front of her were piled up into a small bag, with different denominations. She spread them out and sorted them one by one, not only did she not feel tired, but the more she counted, the more energetic she became.

After counting the pile of money, it was already past twelve o'clock. After deducting the cost, she earned 1,600 yuan today. Considering the first day of the stall today and the few things she brought with her, she should be able to make more in the future!

Cheng Huan was quite satisfied with the income. She put the money in the drawer of the room and locked it. She hummed a song and went to take a bath. After taking a bath and doing skin care, she climbed into bed, kissed Xing Xing's little face, and then turned off the light to sleep. .

You can make a lot of money cooking food, and you are really busy when you are busy.

Cheng Huan went to bed at almost one o'clock, and got up before six o'clock the next day. She went to the kitchen to roll out the dough, chopped the stuffing, and looked at the stars before waking up, so she went out quietly to buy ingredients.

The vegetable market was very lively in the morning. Cheng Huan ran to several stalls, bought fresh beef, mutton, pork, fish, various bean products, and vegetables, and returned home with a lot of spoils.

Xing Xing woke up when he returned home, and was holding a piece of clothing and putting it on himself. During this time, he has been taught a lot of knowledge, and he already knows how to distinguish the front and back of the clothes, and he will no longer make jokes about using the cuffs as necklines.

Cheng Huan saw that he was doing well, so he didn't help, and turned to the kitchen to cook.

By the time she finished her breakfast, Xing Xing had already washed her face and was applying baby cream.

He squeezed some white ointment into the palm of his hand, smeared it on his face and then rubbed it on his hands. When the rubbing was almost done, he clapped his palms and put them under his nose to sniff, and ran to Cheng Huan with five fingers stretched out. : "Mom, it's delicious!"

Cheng Huan also bent down and smelled it: "Well, it's very fragrant."

Xingxing smiled happily.

Ever since Cheng Huan bought him Baby Cream, it has become a repertoire for the little guy, and Cheng Huan doesn't mind the trouble, performing it with him every day is considered an exchange of feelings.

At the dinner table, Xing Xing scooped up the contents of his small bowl.

Cheng Huan made small wontons in the morning, with thin skin and plenty of stuffing, and some dried shrimp in the soup, it was delicious.

Xing Xing ate twenty small wontons by himself, and burped after wiping his mouth.

He touched his belly and looked at Cheng Huan: "Mom, I won't go out with you today."

Cheng Huan really didn't intend to take Xingxing out today, but it was a little surprising that he offered to propose it. She put down the spoon in her hand, took out a piece of paper and dried her mouth: "Why?"

Xing Xing was waiting for this question. He put his hands on the chair, dangling his calf, and said proudly, "Because I want to learn knowledge."

Cheng Huan: ...well, very conscious.

Knowing that knowledge can make money, Xing Xing's enthusiasm for learning has increased. He took the initiative to run in front of Cheng Huan, counting from one to one hundred, and read some dwarf 1 1=2 math problems.

It is always a good thing that children like to study, and Cheng Huan is also very happy. She taught a simple ancient poem and asked Xing Xing to read it to her several times. When the little guy was addicted to reading poetry, he went out to the bank to save money.

After saving the money, I have to prepare the ingredients, wash, cut, marinate, and skewer. It took half a day for such things.

After finishing dinner, Cheng Huan took a bath for Xing Xing, and asked the neighbors to take care of his son, who became red and sticky, and then set off to set up a stall.

The business on the second day was much smoother than the first day. Cheng Huan had just arranged the ingredients one by one and was about to drink some water for a rest when he met a wave of customers.

Seven or eight people walked into the canopy with noisiness, and the first one was shirtless and wearing a gold chain, approached Chao Cheng and said with a smile, "Boss, I'm here to take care of your business again."