After entering the book, the young cannon fodder brought his short-lived mother to fly happily

Mu Donglai felt pain and anger, and looked at Meng Yu with vicious eyes: "This brat kicked my leg bone! I can't stand up now, she hurt me, I will never let her go!"

"You're talking nonsense. Get out of here, leave now. I don't need a patriarch like you here. I'll write a letter to my boss!" Shopkeeper Qian was also furious and shouted with a sullen face.

Mu Donglai was angry, and he didn't care about the pain: "Qian Wenshan, this is my uncle's restaurant. My uncle arranged for me to stay here, so I am half the owner. You let me be a waiter, and I see that you are the owner, so I give you some face. What qualifications do you have to drive me away?"

Manager Qian didn't want to argue with this scoundrel. There were guests in the restaurant now, and if he, as the manager, quarreled with the waiter, all the guests would have to be driven away.

He stared at Mu Donglai and held back his anger: "Since you are injured, I will give you a day off, go back and rest!"

Mu Donglai rolled his eyes and said, "Then give me one or two taels of silver. I want to go to the clinic!"

"Mu Donglai, don't push your luck!"

"I'm injured. If I don't go to the clinic, will you compensate me if my leg is broken? I'm using money from my uncle's family. You're a shopkeeper, do you really think you're the boss?"

Mu Donglai acted like a rogue, as if this was my family property and I was older than you.

Shopkeeper Qian took out ten coins and threw them at his feet: "Are you still not leaving?"

When Mu Donglai saw the money on the ground, he immediately smiled. He didn't care about the pain in his legs. He picked up the money and limped away.

Shopkeeper Qian said to Zhao Susu with an apologetic look on his face: "I'm so sorry that the child has been wronged." He took the money from the counter and handed it to Zhao Susu: "Here is 130 coins, and the other 20 coins can be used to buy candy for the child!"

Zhao Susu was very angry and distressed. How old was her Ayu? She just said her whole body hurt.

Although this is not the shopkeeper's fault, the waiter is from this restaurant, right?

Meng Yu hugged Zhao Susu's neck and whispered in her ear: "Mom, that bad guy didn't hit me!"

Zhao Susu, who was about to go to the restaurant to argue, was stunned.

Meng Yu wiped away her tears and reached out to take the money: "Thank you, uncle! Mom, let's go back!"

Zhao Susu was suspicious, but she was not a tough person, so she nodded and carried Meng Yu out.

Meng Yu turned her head in Zhao Susu's arms, and she raised her childish voice: "Uncle, will you still collect game and mushrooms in the future?"

Shopkeeper Qian laughed: "Collect!"

On the second floor, Master Zhou glanced at the young man beside him and saw a smile on his lips. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "This kid is interesting!"

The young man's eyes were still on the mother and daughter who had already walked to the door of the restaurant: "Little brats!"

"This restaurant used to have good business. It was the best restaurant in town. But since this waiter came, the business has been much worse. What do you think the owner of this restaurant was thinking? He had to arrange for a member of his clan to come to the restaurant, which was running well. It would be fine if the member was a good one, but he chose such a scoundrel. Isn't he dissatisfied with his own business being too good?"

Master Zhou shook his head and sat down at the table.

The young man poured the tea and handed it to Master Zhou with both hands before he responded, "The emperor is far away and the ears and eyes are blocked! Therefore, it is necessary to divide the management into regions and assign responsibilities to individuals!"

"What a good regional management, with responsibilities assigned to individuals. Yuan Qing's words make a lot of sense!"

Zhao Susu walked out of the door and asked hurriedly, "Ayu, are you really not hurt? Did that person really not hit you?"

Meng Yu nodded vigorously: "The bad guys can't hit me, I will hide, and I will hit him."

She handed over the money like offering a treasure: "Mother, take the money, we will have a lot of money."

Zhao Susu quickly put the money into her arms. It was 150 coins. She had never seen so much money in her life.

Meng Yu struggled to get down from the ground. As a big sister, she didn't want to be held by anyone.

Zhao Susu turned her head and saw several children holding candied haws in their hands, running away laughing and talking. The man selling candied haws was not far away.

She immediately took Meng Yu over and asked, and found out that the grain gourd cost one penny each.

Gritting her teeth, she bought one and handed it to Meng Yu: "Ayu, try it and see if it tastes good."

Meng Yu: “…”

Can the big sister eat candied haws?

How embarrassing?

She picked it up and handed it to Zhao Susu: "Mother, eat first!"

These candied haws are very solid, with eight in a string.

Zhao Susu ate one with a smile. Meng Yu felt a little scared. It was sweet, and she hated sweet food. It was for children, and she was the eldest sister.

Forget it, I’ve already bought it.

She finally bit one in her mouth.

Hmm, it tastes sweet at first, and then a sour taste spreads on the tip of the tongue. It is sour and sweet, and surprisingly quite special.

Eat it! She is only three and a half years old now. It’s not a crime to eat a candied haws!

But she ate one and insisted that Zhao Susu eat one too.

Poor thing, she is only 21 years old, the same age as her last life, but she is already a mother. If she hadn't come here, her short life would have ended. Who wouldn't be a young girl?

With money in hand and seeing the eyes of people around her staring at her, Zhao Susu decided to splurge for once. After buying some necessities, she found a cloth shop and prepared to buy a few feet of cloth to make clothes for Meng Yu.

Just as she had taken a good look at this side, Meng Yu ran to the other side with her short legs and pointed at a piece of green cloth: "Mom, buy it and you wear it!"

The cloth shop owner laughed: "Your daughter is quite filial." But wouldn't a child of this age prefer bright colors? She was referring to cyan.

Zhao Susu was reluctant: "If mother doesn't want to buy it, just make it for Ayu!"

"No, mother, buy it, it's not dirty!"

The shopkeeper understood and looked at Meng Yu in surprise.

Of course he could tell that Zhao Susu was a woman from the village. She had a pretty face, but with calluses on her hands, the traces of long-term labor.

A child of about three years old could actually think that blue is resistant to stains.

It seems that the mother and daughter are not having a good life, as they have three layers of patches on their bodies.

He pointed to the other side and said, "Young lady, you can also take a look at these. These are old cloths from last year. There is only this one left, and it is 70% off." It was also blue.

Zhao Susu was moved: "How much?"

"The whole piece was originally 200 wen, but now it's 60 wen. Together with the three feet you just wanted to buy, the total is 90 wen."

Zhao Susu felt distressed when she heard the number. She had never spent so much money in her life!

She got 150 coins today, but she promised to buy rice and flour for Ayu. The child is too thin!

"Uncle, buy this, not that."

The shopkeeper looked at Meng Yu again and thought that the child was quite good at calculating.

Zhao Susu hesitated, and Meng Yu pulled her sleeve: "Mother, buy, buy, buy!"

Under her strong urging, Zhao Susu finally gritted her teeth and bought the cloth. With so much cloth, she could make several sets of clothes, so that she would have something decent to wear when she went out in the future.

A piece of cloth was not light, but Zhao Susu, who was used to doing farm work, found it not difficult to carry it.

However, it is difficult to buy other things after carrying the cloth.

"Mother, rice!"

As soon as he walked out the door, Meng Yu pointed at the shop on the side and cheered.

Zhao Susu laughed, but in the end she couldn't bear to refuse.

She went to buy three pounds of rice and two pounds of flour, thinking that she could carry them back with her by putting them in her backpack.

The rice flour was weighed at the rice shop. Before Zhao Susu put the cloth bag into the backpack, Meng Yu stretched out her little paw and said, "Mom, I'll carry you."

"You can't carry it!"

"Four, four, four!"