Dressed as a middle-aged mistress, I want to lie down every day

After He Wenliang left, Mrs. Mo complained to her husband, "Why did you say that in front of others? Isn't it embarrassing?"

Mo Yuanji said, "I used to care about the He family's reputation, my son-in-law's reputation, and whether my daughter would have a hard time. That's why they became arrogant and treated my Mo family as poor relatives. I don't even want to take care of my daughter anymore, so why would I care about the He family?

"I won't leave the things I posted about the He family to my descendants of the Mo family? He Wenliang of the He family is a sensible man. I just want to tell him that the Mo family didn't say anything before, not because we were stupid, but because we cared about our own daughter. But my daughter has been treated like this by the He family, so why should I care?"

Old Mrs. Mo sighed. Her husband usually looked smiling, but no one could stop him when he made up his mind.

Just like she didn't agree with her daughter marrying into the He family at the beginning, thinking that if He Wenyan failed to pass the imperial examination, her daughter would have to suffer in the He family for the rest of her life.

But who would have thought that the son-in-law passed the exam and became an official of the fifth rank, but the daughter also suffered.

Mo Yuanji sneered, "I finally understand. No wonder people say that marrying a daughter depends on her parents. If her family background isn't strong, no matter how much you raise her or support her, it won't work."

Old Madam Mo said unhappily, "Where's your son-in-law's third brother? Didn't you praise him too? He and your son-in-law have the same parents."

Mo Yuanji also laughed, "There are always exceptions, but it really depends on my parents. It's a pity that the third son of the He family was young at the time. It would have been great if he had been my son-in-law."

Having said that, his mentality at the time was that the third son of the He family was of the same age as his daughter, and he didn't like him either. At that time, he just wanted his daughter to marry a good boy who was good at studying.

The person sent by Old Lady Mo came back from the capital, but unexpectedly brought back the silver that she had given to her granddaughter before. The granddaughter said that she had some silver on her, and seeing that her grandmother and father were in trouble, she felt guilty if she didn't give it out, and it would be better for her not to have any money at all.

After hearing this, Mo Yuanji nodded and smiled, "Better than her mother."

Mrs. Mo knew that her husband agreed with her granddaughter's actions. She put the silver away and said, "I'll save it for her and use it as a dowry when the time comes."

She then asked her husband, "What are your plans for Jingyi's marriage? Should you tell your son-in-law?"

Mo Yuanji said, "Wait a little longer and see what my son-in-law says. I want to see if he really takes me, his father-in-law, seriously."

He also told his wife not to tell the secret in front of their daughter, because his daughter now looks up and doesn't take her family's words to heart.

Mo Chenxi didn't know that the old couple of the Mo family were disappointed with the original body and had resentment towards the He family. What she felt was a strong family affection.

She knew that He Wenliang had come, but she didn't see him. After all, there are differences between men and women.

She was thinking about her dowry shop. From what she had heard from Liao's mother, she knew that the street where the shop was located was mid-range, which was suitable for her to do business in.

If the snacks are too low-end, they won’t sell at a high price. If they are too high-end, the cost will be too high. What she lacks now is money.

There is a shop like this, which can last for a long time. It has a good location and a large flow of people. As long as you are not too stupid to be cheated, you will not lose money if you manage it properly.

It just so happens that I'm recuperating at the Mo family right now, so I can learn how to make some snacks. When my family asks me about it, I'll find an excuse to make it go away.

Mo Chenxi slept all night when he came. He was just physically and mentally tired, but Mrs. Mo was scared. She told him to lie in bed like she was in confinement after childbirth and not get out of bed.

Afterwards, at her strong request, she was allowed to get out of bed and walk around the house. She ate well and rested well these days, and her complexion was not as ugly as before, and had some color.

Mrs. Mo brought her daughter a snack, which was walnut pastry. Mo Chenxi frowned. The pastries here were sweet, greasy, and hard. It seemed that if the pastries were not sweet and greasy, they would not be high-end.

Maybe there were some good ones, but she didn’t get to eat them.

When Mrs. Mo saw her daughter frowning, she sighed in her heart. Just like her husband said, her daughter really treated herself as a lady all these years and frowned every time she ate.

"Try it! This snack is made with a recipe Dazhi's wife brought from her parents' home. Your father said none of the ones sold in Beijing can compare to it."

Mo Chenxi hugged Old Madam Mo, leaned on her shoulder and said, "Mom, I don't like desserts that are too sweet. I'll make some for you and let you try it."

Old Mrs. Mo felt soft-hearted. It had been a long time since her daughter had acted so coquettishly towards her. After all, she was her own daughter.

"I'm very happy that you're so kind. Just focus on recuperating and don't worry about me. Just tell me what you want to eat and I'll send someone to the capital to buy it for you."

She thought her daughter was used to eating snacks from Beijing and disliked the ones made at home.

Mo Chenxi said, "What's so good about those snacks sold in Beijing? I want to eat the ones I make myself."

Mrs. Mo patted her daughter's hand and said, "Okay, when you recover, I will try the snacks that my Xi'er made for me."

Mo Chenxi immediately sat up straight and said, "Then I'll do it tomorrow."

Mrs. Mo said, "You still have the temper of a child. You want to do whatever you want. Making snacks is so tiring. Wait another month and recover before you do it."

Mo Chenxi thought to herself that she didn't want to waste a month. In her previous life, she knew how to eat it, she knew how to cook it, she even knew the recipe and ingredients, but she had never made it herself.

She had to make snacks herself during the two months she had to recuperate at her parents' home.

There must be at least twenty unique categories, otherwise what’s the point of opening a dim sum shop if it’s the same as any other?

How can I make my first pot of gold?

Her eyes were filled with tears, her face gloomy. "I know I didn't treat my parents well enough before, and this time I almost didn't get to see them. I can't do anything else, but I have to learn how to make some snacks to honor my parents."

Her appearance and words made Mrs. Mo feel uncomfortable and painful.

She hugged her daughter and said, "Okay, let's do it tomorrow. Mom will help you. Do whatever you want."

When Mrs. Mo returned to her room at night, she told her husband what her daughter had said and burst into tears again.

Mo Yuanji sighed and said, "Don't cry, I know what you mean. I just said that if she still doesn't help her as much as before, it doesn't mean I won't care about her at all. We have to take care of our grandchildren. They have our blood flowing in their veins."

Old Mrs. Mo breathed a sigh of relief, for she was afraid that her husband would be stubborn and not care about his daughter and her family at all.

Mo Chenxi was very excited the next day. She decided to make mung bean cake first.

Mung bean cake is suitable for people of all ages. It looks good in color and tastes good. It is not sticky and not hard. It is especially loved by the elderly. Mrs. Jiang from the He family loves to eat mung bean cake, but she likes the sweet one.

What she wants to make is mung bean cake with less sugar or no sugar. Many modern elderly people are diabetic and love to eat snacks, so many pastry shops have launched various sugar-free snacks.

The restaurant where she works buys dim sum from well-known dim sum shops every month for everyone to taste. The noodle chefs, store managers and middle-level managers taste the dim sum together and try to learn from and innovate.