The old woman became rich by relying on the supermarket instead of selling her granddaughter

After collecting the money, Meng Lan felt a little hungry, so she planned to clean up the tofu and make a pot of fried tofu.

After a busy day, she just ate something in the morning and was already hungry.

Seeing Meng Lan was going to the kitchen, the three daughters-in-law followed her, fearing that Meng Lan would be tired. Seeing how powerful her mother-in-law was these days, Yang had changed her face to be even more attentive than before.

"Mom, let me support you. You've been busy for most of the day, don't get tired. If you have anything to do, just tell your daughter-in-law to do it."

Yang trotted over and held Meng Lan's arm, speaking in a flattering manner.

Seeing her like this, the second daughter-in-law Jiang couldn't help but roll her eyes and cursed in a low voice, "Flatterer."

The eldest sister-in-law Tian was so frightened that she quickly pulled her sleeve, fearing that she would cause more trouble.

Jiang could only curl her lips helplessly. Although she hated her third brother's wife, she respected her eldest sister-in-law very much. She would still give her eldest sister-in-law face.

In modern times, Meng Lan has no relatives or friends, only a few greedy relatives who are eyeing the things left by her parents. She has long been tired of the warmth and coldness of human nature, so she is used to being alone.

All alone and lonely.

Now that Yang was so close to her and holding her hand intimately, Meng Lan felt very uncomfortable. She felt as if goose bumps were standing up under her sleeves.

She calmly pulled her arm back from Yang's grasp and cleared her throat.

Since someone took the initiative to work, she couldn't help but satisfy someone. After all, labor is the most glorious.

"There's not much to do. Yang, go cut the tofu into pieces first, then go steam a pot of rice and wash the dishes. After dinner, you can..."

"Don't worry, mother. I will definitely do these things with my elder and second sisters-in-law."

Yang originally wanted to be polite to her mother-in-law, but she didn't expect that she really didn't treat her as an outsider and was so impolite.

She was so scared that she immediately stopped Meng Lan from saying anything else.

Meng Lan looked at Yang's frightened face and smiled.

"Go cut the tofu first, then steam a pot of rice, then wash the dishes. After dinner, you can prepare the meat together."

Yang's face froze, but she quickly put on a smile and responded readily.

"Okay, okay. I'll do whatever you say, Mom."

After saying that, Yang went to cut tofu first.

At least she did change her mother-in-law's mind. At least she didn't have to do all the talking after dinner alone, which was a good result.

After Yang finished cutting the tofu, she went to steam the rice and wash the dishes. Tian couldn't sit still, so she pulled Jiang to go and process the pork.

Meng Lan was too lazy to care about the trivial matters between her sisters-in-law. She drank a sip of water and went to make fried tofu.

First, light the fire and add oil. When the oil is hot, put the cut tofu cubes into the pan and fry until both sides are golden brown. Then take out the tofu.

Leave some oil at the bottom of the pot, add the onion, ginger and garlic and stir-fry until fragrant, then put the tofu just taken out into the pot and drizzle the sauce and green pepper prepared in advance.

When the heat is right, a delicious fried tofu will be ready.

Meng Lan has made the fried tofu and the rice is almost ready.

This time, the food was still divided in the kitchen.

There are ten bowls, each with rice as the base, a few large pieces of golden fried tofu on top, and half a spoonful of soup poured on top.

When Meng Lan turned off the fire, she deliberately did not drain out all the soup, so that she could pour it over the rice to make a delicious fried tofu rice bowl.

Because Meng Lan feels that the essence is all in the soup.

The day passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was a new day.

As usual, Meng Lan cooked a big pot full of pork elbows and pig's trotters. Today, she was going to set up a stall in the town with her second son He Chuanjia and second daughter-in-law Jiang.

As soon as we arrived at the entrance of the academy, the scene was almost exactly the same as yesterday. As soon as the students saw Meng Lan and her friends coming, they rushed to buy.

Even after word of mouth and publicity among students in their academy yesterday, the number of people who came today was just as much as yesterday.

However, they were students of the academy after all, and most of them were well-educated. Without Meng Lan saying anything, Hao Ren and several classmates spontaneously stood up to maintain order for Meng Lan and organized everyone to line up and buy in an orderly manner.

Meng Lan also knew how to thank Hao Ren and the other young men who helped her, so she found a few bowls in advance and served them the food they wanted, so that they would not be left with nothing if the food was sold out.

As a thank you gift, Meng Lan also added an extra boiled egg to each of their bowls.

Soon, the big jar of pork elbows and trotters was empty, leaving only a few pieces of meat and some soup, and the small pot of braised pork was also sold out. The refined rice was long gone. I didn't expect the people in the town to be so rich and have strong spending power. Many people eat refined rice, so even the big pot of brown rice was left with only a little bit of it.

Meng Lan deliberately made more today than yesterday, but she didn't expect that it was still not enough to sell. However, she estimated that she had received at least 700 coins in the heavy purse around her waist today.

Meng Lan thought happily that at this rate, she would be able to buy a donkey cart soon, and then save enough money to rebuild the thatched houses in her home into tiled houses.

It was still autumn, so it was fine to live in a thatched house. But when winter came and the weather got cold, Meng Lan felt that her old bones could not bear the pain.

As for how the original body had survived all these years, Meng Lan didn't care. She would never let herself down.

"Chuanjia, Jiangshi, we have almost sold all the things, let's go back." Meng Lan said to her son and daughter-in-law.

"Okay." He Chuanjia nodded and pushed the cart tirelessly.

A few days ago, he was a dark and thin man, but these days, he looks a little fatter on his face. Most importantly, he looks much better.

The three of them walked a few steps, and Meng Lan always felt a little uncomfortable. It was as if a gaze was sticking to her. Was someone watching her?

"Chuanjia, stop for a moment." After walking a few steps, Meng Lan finally couldn't help it and said to her second son, motioning him to stop first.

Then Meng Lan stopped and looked around, trying to find out what she thought was wrong.

Finally, Meng Lan saw a small head hiding behind a big tree, which was looming.

As soon as Meng Lan looked over, the little head hid. Meng Lan pretended to look away, and she saw the little head secretly looking at her out of the corner of its eye.

She suddenly became curious and wondered whose child this was and why he was hiding behind a big tree and spying on them.

Thinking of this, Meng Lan quickly walked towards the big tree and walked towards the owner of the little head.

Meng Lan walked very fast. When she came in front of Fu Yinzhang, Fu Yinzhang was still stunned. He didn't react at all that there was suddenly someone in front of him.

"Little girl, what's the matter with you following us?"

Meng Lan looked at the little girl's face and felt that she looked familiar, but she was absolutely sure that she had never seen this child before.

At this time, Meng Lan still thought that the little girl was a child from a nearby family, and she might have been greedy and ran over because she smelled the fragrance.

Seeing the little girl lower her head and keep silent, Meng Lan thought of her three granddaughters at home, so she smiled kindly and asked her, "Do you want to eat meat?"

When Fu Yinzhang heard Meng Lan's words, she lowered her head even more and didn't dare to look up at Meng Lan's face. Her eyes were fixed on her toes, her fingers were tightly grasping the wide sleeves, her upper teeth were biting her lower lip, and a layer of fine sweat beads appeared on her forehead.

It was only when she overheard her father's words yesterday that she realized that the old woman selling food at the entrance of the academy might be her... grandmother whom she had never met.