Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

Song Junang saw a place he liked. Although he had no capital, he had connections, so he planned to open a hot pot supermarket with his second brother.

Now people's living standards are getting better and better. In winter, it is so happy to buy ingredients and eat together with the family around a hot pot.

Zhou Leng thought that this could divert Song Junyang's attention, so he actively cooperated. Finally, the two brothers rented a shop in a local market.

Song Junang purchased various ingredients through his own channels. After all, he was the driver for his leader and had been doing business and living in this county for so many years. Therefore, many people sent flower baskets to the opening ceremony and quite a few people came to show their support.

To the outside world, the owner of Angyang Hotpot Supermarket is Song Junang, and the others are just employees. Internally, the two companies split the profits in half, with one providing the connections and the other paying the costs.

On the first day of business, Song Junang and his wife also came to help and managed the business.

That night, Zhou Leng put forward his own opinion.

"Old Song, has the eldest daughter of my eldest brother stopped going to school? What is she doing now?"

Song Junyang thought for a moment and said, "I won't study after I graduate from junior high school. I think I'm working in the county school cafeteria now. I heard from my mom that I earn 2,000 yuan a month."

Zhou Leng thought for a moment and said:

"Why don't you talk to my eldest brother and let the child come to our store to help out, paying her 2,500 yuan a month, and having food and lodging at our house. This way she can save a lot of money, and the key is that I can also relax. Otherwise, I'm too tired every day and my head hurts."

Song Junyang suddenly slapped his thigh and said:

"My dear wife, I forgot about it. It would be great if Song Cao could help. My elder brother and his wife really favor sons over daughters. They are very nice to Song Mu, but always say to Song Cao that she is like water spilled after marriage."

Zhou Leng frowned and said, "What kind of name did your eldest brother and his family give to their child? Songcao and Songmu, what kind of name is that?"

Song Junyang replied: "Isn't this 'Cao Mu Zhi Wei'? The four children of the old Song family all have this last character, so the children of the Junang family are called Song Zhi."

Zhou Leng thought for a moment and said, "What are the names of you three brothers? Zhiangyang, Dou, is there anyone in your family called Song Jundou?"

Song Junyang laughed and said helplessly:

"Isn't there one less child? Besides, Jundou does sound a bit harsh. And who would dare to call their child Jundou at that time? Wouldn't that invite criticism?"

Zhou Leng also laughed.

The couple chatted for a while and then slowly fell asleep.

The next day, Song Junyang called his eldest brother and told him about this. The next day, Song Cao packed his luggage and went to his second uncle's house.

The cafeteria where Song Cao worked was in a high school, and there were evening self-study sessions, so she had to work from five in the morning to ten at night. Although she had breaks in between, she still felt tired. While others of the same age were studying, she was getting food in the cafeteria. She was tortured mentally and suffered physically, so she received a call from her father on the cafeteria's landline, and that afternoon she went to tell her boss that she was quitting her job.

Temporary workers like Song Cao have no contracts and no restrictions, and can leave on the same day after their wages are settled.

Zhou Leng stepped forward wearing an apron and said:

"Song Cao, you were still a child when I saw you last time. You have grown so big now. Are you hungry? Do you want me to take you to eat something?"

Song Cao said shyly:

"Aunt, I'm not hungry. I've already eaten in the cafeteria. Do you have an apron at home? I'll put one on too. Then I can help with the work."

Zhou Leng looked at the child's greasy hair, his loose clothes with oil stains, and his pants that looked like school uniforms. She could only say:

"Don't worry, Second Aunt will take you to buy some clothes first. Do you send all the money you earn back to your dad every month? Don't you keep some for yourself?"

Song Cao was a little nervous. She thought Second Aunt disliked her. She looked down at her school uniform and wondered how she could not dislike it. Even she disliked it. She had worn these pants for four years and they were worn to the point of frayed edges. She said embarrassedly:

"Second Aunt, I still have money. I haven't transferred this month's salary to my father yet. I have money."

Zhou Leng turned to Song Junyang and said, "Old Song, please look after the inn. I'm taking Xiaocao to buy some clothes."

Song Junyang gave his wife a thumbs up.

An hour later, Song Cao, dressed in new clothes, followed Zhou Leng with two bags. She had changed from head to toe, including underwear, socks, and another set of new clothes.

Of course, it was Zhou Leng who spent the money. She could see that the child knew how to be grateful, so her goal was to hope that the child could help here conscientiously.

That night, Song Cao slept in the only guest room in Zhou Leng's house. It had an independent room and independent space. She couldn't sleep and wore the pajamas that her second aunt brought her. Although her second aunt said that they were old pajamas, she felt so comfortable and warm.

The next morning, Song Cao got up early, folded the quilt, folded the clothes, and swept the yard with a broom, but she didn't dare to enter the kitchen. Only her mother and grandmother could enter the kitchen in their house.

"Come in and help Second Aunt serve the dishes."

"Hey, here we come."

At the dinner table, Song Wei looked at his cousin and asked with concern: "Sister, did you sleep well last night? There are cars passing by the room you live in at night, which is a bit noisy. Did you hear it?"

"I didn't hear it. I was a deep sleeper."

"That's good."

Song Cao was a little reserved, but I believe she will be fine after a while.

I have to say that Song Cao is really hardworking. Now Song Junyang goes to the store with her in the morning.

Zhou Leng strolled around slowly and walked to the store every day. She had thought that a girl who could work in the cafeteria would be able to work in her own store.

People who wander around will encounter some things. One day when Zhou Leng passed by an alley, he heard a noisy sound from a distance. It turned out that several men were catching a man and a woman.

Zhou Leng realized that the person who arrested the man was a plainclothes policeman because she saw the handcuffs around his waist.

It was such a coincidence that one of the men ran past Zhou Leng, and Zhou Leng suddenly stretched out his leg and pushed the other man, who fell to the ground and was quickly pinned to the ground by the man chasing him.

Zhou Leng walked away quickly, and then watched the excitement as if ignoring what was happening. She saw Chen Lan and the man who was with her last time were arrested.

Not sure if it was fate, but Chen Lan saw Zhou Leng again. She turned her head away in shame to avoid his gaze. Zhou Leng curled his lips and turned away.

When Chen Lan turned around again, she only saw the other person's back, which seemed to be mocking her. It was only natural for others to ignore her and stay away from her.

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