Unlimited Supplies: Take the Space Supermarket To Support the Right Minister

  Chapter 82 Just go through the hardships of going to school

  Yu Xiaolian prepared bread and biscuits for nothing, but did not send them out.

  This An Ziniang is really a stubborn and strong woman.

   Originally, Yu Xiaolian's stomach was growling with hunger, but after what happened to An's Niangsan just now, she suddenly lost her appetite.

  When eating, I only ate two dumplings and put down my chopsticks.

  Ms. Sun comforted Yu Xiaolian and said, "Tigers are poisonous and don't eat their offspring, so Anzi's father can really drive their mother three out, don't worry too much."

  Yu Xiaolian doesn't think so. If a man changes his mind, he will be more ruthless than a wolf.

  Although she has never been in a relationship because of her special occupation in her previous life, she has watched TV dramas, followed documentaries, and watched the rule of law emotional channel.

  The heartless man pushed his son and daughter down the stairs in order to be with Xiaosan, because Xiaosan said she didn't want to be a stepmother.

  This An Ning's father, since he hasn't come back or written a letter for eight years, he just doesn't want this family anymore.

   Then their mothers go to Linzhou, what good fruit can they have?

   It is good to refuse the door, for fear of being murdered.

  Yu Changhe saw that Yu Xiaolian was unhappy, and teased, "This family is not close to ours, what kind of mind are you doing?"

  Alas, Yu Xiaolian sighed.

  Yu Changhe is right, it seems that Da'an and Xiao'an are not related to his family, but she just can't see the suffering in this world.

  Yu Xiaolian laughed at herself that she didn't have the ability to save the world with great compassion, but she had the heart of a bodhisattva.

   Forget it, just do everything with all your heart.

  After eating, Mrs. Sun made a paste with white flour, took out the old clothes with patches from before, and tore some thin and long strips of cloth.

  Yu Xiaolian was in charge of applying paste to Mrs. Sun, and then handed it to Mrs. Sun who was stepping on a stool. Mrs. Sun was responsible for pasting it on the window seam.

  Ms. Sun stuck to the top gap, and suddenly said, "The rattan paper on this window is also old, so it needs to be changed, or it will let in the wind in winter."

  Yu Xiaolian saw that the stool that Mrs. Sun was stepping on was shaking a little, so she hurried over to support the stool for Mrs. Sun. Seeing that Mrs. Sun had glued the gap on it, she let go of her hand.

   "Mother, it's not winter yet, and our family has more work."

   "I've been busy for a while these few days. When it's winter and it's snowing heavily, no one wants to go out of the house. It's time to stay."

   After Sun finished pasting one window, he took the stool and put it under another window, and Yu Xiaolian continued to help Sun.

   After finishing their houses, Sun said, "The brothers from the Su family will move in in a few days. Let's live in the second hospital together, shall we?"

  Yu Xiaolian has no comment.

   She is willing to do the job of increasing the favorability of Mr. Shoufu.

   It’s just that there are too many windows that are pasted up, and it’s not enough for Mrs. Sun to tear the old clothes. Mrs. Sun took a few patched clothes and compared them to see which one was more broken and which one could be torn off.

   Mrs. Sun looked at which one was fine, and was very entangled for a while.

  Yu Xiaolian sighed secretly, this excellent and frugal mother.

  By the time Yu Xiaolian and Mrs. Sun had finished pasting up the windows of the second courtyard, it was already dark.

  Yu Changhe finally finished the wooden door that Yu Changhe had been nailing for a whole day, and the three of them worked together to install the wooden door at the arch of the second courtyard.

  Before going to bed, Sun told Yu Xiaolian that she would go buy rattan paper tomorrow, change the old rattan paper for the window, and ask Yu Xiaolian to deliver the goods at Mingxiang Pavilion, and check out by the way.

  Yu Xiaolian was lying in the warm bed at night, thinking that there would be another sum of money in her pocket tomorrow, and her heart was beautiful.

  People's biological clock and work and rest time can be changed.

  During this time, Yu Xiaolian was also used to going to bed early and getting up early, so why not go to sleep if there is nothing else to do at night?

  The next day, Yu Xiaolian had breakfast early, and went to Mingxiang Pavilion with a cart.

   She brought a lot of things today. In addition to pastries and candied fruit, she also brought a lot of daily necessities.

  The trolley was a bit heavy, and Yu Xiaolian rested a few times before pushing the trolley to the backyard of Mingxiang Pavilion.

  Yu Xiaolian was tired and out of breath, but the shopkeeper Hai still complained that she was late, saying that there were already many people queuing up in the front hall, and everyone was waiting impatiently.

  Yu Xiaolian was helpless, it was only past six o'clock in the morning, the sun had just risen.

  I thought that in ancient times, she didn't have to be a beating worker on time, but she didn't expect that she couldn't paddle in ancient times.

   Alas, money is hard to earn!

   "It's better to say that the pastry is later. The people waiting in line outside the door are all looking for you to buy some soap and shampoo."

  Hai shopkeeper beckoned someone to help Yu Xiaolian unload the car, and said, "Those people are all big families in Yangcheng, they are either rich or expensive, and they started yelling impatiently after waiting in line for a while."

   "There are too many things today, I can't push them, so I rest a few times." Yu Xiaolian explained.

  Hai shopkeeper slapped his forehead, "Look at me, I didn't think carefully, just prepare it at home tomorrow, and I'll ask the waiter in the store to push the cart for you."

   "That's kind!" Yu Xiaolian clasped her fists at the shopkeeper, "Thank you!"

  Hai shopkeeper said, "Don't thank me in a hurry, I have a question for you!"

"What's up?"

  Hai shopkeeper approached Yu Xiaolian, and asked in a low voice, "Did you make our boss angry?"

  Yu Xiaolian shook her head, "No!"

   "That's not right."

  Hai shopkeeper scratched his head, and said somewhat unnaturally, "Umm... the boss said that you sell this kind of soap, borrow the name of Mr. Shanyue and the site of Mingxiang Pavilion, and give him half of the profit."

  Yu Xiaolian exploded instantly, "This is money grabbing!"

  Hai shopkeeper also felt a little embarrassed, "It stands to reason that you and the boss are already sworn brothers, and the boss shouldn't do this, so I asked you if you made the boss angry?"

  Yu Xiaolian frowned, "I'm not mad at him."

   "Ah, I see!" Yu Xiaolian exclaimed.

   Could it be that Zheng Yuanfeng was angry with Su Jingchen at the academy yesterday?

  But, it was Su Jingchen who was angry with him, so what does it matter to her?

Shopkeeper Hai comforted Yu Xiaolian with an expression that made me know that you were angry with him, "The owner's family is very nice, if you coax him well, maybe he won't share the money for daily cosmetics with you." .”

  Yu Xiaolian felt that she had been wronged to death, but at the same time felt that Zheng Yuanfeng was a big man with a really small heart.

   "Has your boss gone to the academy?" Yu Xiaolian asked.

   "Yeah." Shopkeeper Hai nodded, "I left before Mao."

  Qingquan Academy has already started early reading at Mao, which is equivalent to 5:00 to 7:00 in the modern day, and school ends at Weishi, which is equivalent to 1:00 to 3:00 in the modern day.

  Besides, Qingquan Academy is remote and far away from the downtown area, which means that Zheng Yuanfeng goes to school after four o'clock.

  Yu Xiaolian secretly rejoiced that she didn't have to go to school, she just had to suffer through the hardships of going to school.

   "It's just right that he's not here."

  Yu Xiaolian smirked. Anyway, daily chemical products are sold in cash. When the time comes, she puts it in her pocket. What can Zheng Yuanfeng do?

  (end of this chapter)