After being transformed into the cannon fodder of a villain, I counterattacked and became the protag

Mother Zhang's smile froze, and the green and white patches on her face changed like a palette. Finally, she picked up the red invitation card on the ground and walked away quickly.

"Are you going too far? After all, she belongs to the village chief's family. Be careful about wearing small shoes for you."

Zhang Cuihua couldn't stand it anymore. In fact, she didn't want to persuade Zhang Jinyue. According to her idea, she hoped that Zhang Jinyue would get into trouble as soon as possible!

But in the eyes of outsiders, they are a family, and her lack of help just now may be regarded as acquiescing to Zhang Jinyue's actions, or even supporting Zhang Jinyue's actions. When the time comes, the village chief will come to her, the elder, to settle the score. Will anyone believe her when she says she was forced to?

Mother Zhang returned home angrily, and Zhang Jinxiu came to greet her, "How is it? Mother, will she come?"

Zhang's mother had just been humiliated by Zhang Jinyue, and now she was very angry, but she couldn't bear to be angry with her daughter, so she could only scold Zhang Jinyue: "Sister Yue, she doesn't know what is good and what is good. We invited her to have a drink with good intentions, but she didn't want to come and go." That’s all, she still insults you, you don’t have to associate with this kind of person in the future.”

Zhang Jinxiu felt a little regretful when he heard that Zhang Jinyue would not come and would not have the chance to show off.

But this regret is insignificant compared to marrying Qiu Qingquan. Anyway, there will be opportunities in the future.

After Zhang's mother left, Zhang Cuihua was worried for a while, fearing that the village chief would come with the Qiu family to cause trouble. But after a few days, everything was calm, and she let go of her worries.

Zhang Jinyue, on the other hand, is not worried at all. He eats and drinks when he should. The Qiu and Zhang families are planning a wedding during this time, and the family is very busy. How can they have time to settle accounts with them?

Of course, she won't be afraid even if someone comes to her door.

Zhang Lihua was happy for only three seconds when she learned that Qiu Qingquan had been selected as a scholar. She also learned that Qiu Qingquan and Zhang Jinxiu were about to get married, and her whole body was visibly stunned.Come to think of it, before I heard the news, I had unreasonable extravagant hopes for Qiu Qingquan, but now I feel really despairing.

Zhang Cuihua felt sorry for her daughter and comforted Zhang Lihua that they were destined to be together and that she would definitely find a good family for her.

The next second, Zhang Jinyue ordered him to go up the mountain to chop firewood.

"Sister Lihua, it's getting late, let's go cook!" Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Zhang Lihua's ghostly appearance, and his brows furrowed, "You still have time to grieve, I guess the workload is not saturated enough. Why don't you start from today... "

Before she finished speaking, Zhang Lihua ran quickly, "That's enough, that's enough, I'm going to cook."

She couldn't even allow her to be sad when her first love was gone. The eldest sister was really a bully!

There are many young girls who are as heartbroken as Zhang Lihua. After all, in a place like Xinghua Village, it is rare to find someone like Qiu Qingquan, who must be as good-looking as Pan An and talented.

It's a pity that no matter how sad these little girls are, Qiu Qingquan's wedding day has still arrived.

The village became lively early in the morning. The sound of playing and chattering outside made Zhang Jinyue unable to sleep at all, so he had to get up to wash and dress.

When I called someone, there was no response. When I left the room, I found that no one was at home. The door of the house next door was also wide open, and everyone went out to watch the fun.

Zhang Jinyue had no intention of joining in the fun. Zhang Lihua was not here today so she could only make some food to fill her stomach, and then went to town.

The decoration of her new shop should be completed today, and the fried chicken restaurant should be opened.

Due to time constraints, the fried chicken shop currently only has four items, namely fried chicken, chicken wings, chicken legs and chicken popcorn.

As for other products, we will add them later.

When she arrived at the shop, the newly hired shopkeeper was doing final inspections, and the shop assistants were already busy, and the steps were very orderly.

It seems that the training these days has been effective, and these people have signed death contracts, and their lives are in her hands. She does not have to worry about them being bribed to leak secrets for the time being.

The fried chicken restaurant officially opened, and many people came to watch the excitement.

"Fried Chicken King? What kind of fried chicken is this?"

"I've never heard of it, and I don't know if it tastes good. Would you like to go in and buy one to try?" someone was curious.

"Don't worry, it has just opened. We will wait and see."

People who know Zhang Jinyue and know that she is the owner of Mingxiang Pavilion are also looking forward to the fried chicken this time and can’t wait to buy one.

As soon as I entered my mouth, I was shocked by the crispy outside and tender inside. I chewed it and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Well, this is too delicious."

"I also thought, how could anyone make chicken so delicious!"

"Woo, I want another one."

Huang Guan and others also came over: "Miss Jinyue, I heard that you opened a new store and are selling fried chicken. We are here to support you. Let us have a portion of the fried chicken, chicken legs and wings. "

"Okay, please come in."

The next person who came to the door was shopkeeper Sun, who also bought a portion to try. Since the teahouse still had business, Zhang Jinyue packed it up for him and took it away.

With the first few adopters, others are eager to give it a try.

The aroma of fried chicken wafted out. Someone took a deep breath of the aroma, entered the store and bought one. After eating, he couldn't help but order another...

When Huang Guan and others finished eating and left, they packed another portion from the store, saying that they would take it back to give their family a taste.

With the positive feedback from the people in front of him, the number of customers at Fried Chicken King gradually increased. Fortunately, Zhang Jinyue learned from the experience of the last opening of Mingxiang Pavilion and hired more people this time, so that he would not be in a hurry.

She had a good idea. It didn't matter if she hired too many people. Fried chicken and milk tea can open chain stores. These people will always have somewhere to go.

in the village.

The wedding banquet between the Qiu family and the village chief's family is in progress.

Qiu Qingquan personally welcomed the bride home, and now the two of them went into the upper room to worship.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Bye husband and wife!"

"It's done!"

Wedding banquets in farmers' homes didn't have so many rules. After the ceremony, Zhang Jinxiu was taken to Qiu Qingquan's room.

Qiu Qingquan, on the other hand, ate with everyone. Of course, as the groom, he would inevitably have to drink a few mouthfuls of wine. But he was smart. He greeted the guests who came, took a few sips, pretended that he had no energy left, and was carried back to the room by Qiu Da and Qiu Er.

In Qiu Qingquan's room, Zhang Jinxiu sat on the bed covered with a big red quilt and moved slightly uncomfortably. The peanuts and longans scattered on the bed made her feel a little uncomfortable.

When she heard the sound of opening the door, her heart beat like a drum. She twirled the handkerchief tightly with both hands, and sat demurely by the bed, waiting quietly for her Qiu Lang to lift the hijab.

Qiu Qingquan returned to the room and closed the door. His eyes suddenly became clear, and he could still see the slightest hint of drunkenness.