She lowered her hand, touched her chin again, and said seriously, "If I had to say what I am?"

"That……"

"She must be a fairy from heaven. Uncle Ling, look how kind, cute, beautiful and generous I am, I must be the most beautiful fairy."

Ling Yi looked at the narcissistic Tang Yue and suddenly fell silent: ...Forget it, he's overthinking it. With her silly appearance, even if she were a monster, she would be the dumbest one.

He pulled the fairy Tang Yue home, saying, "Alright, my most beautiful fairy, hurry home and go to sleep, or you'll have to get up in the middle of the night to slay demons."

Tang Yue felt a chill run down her spine from being addressed like that. This form of address... was so... awkward, and a little embarrassing.

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These days, Tang Yue has been busy taking care of her child and renovating her shop. She has been running back and forth for more than half a month and finally finished renovating the shop.

She looked at her new shop with a great sense of accomplishment.

To be honest, this is her first time doing business. Before, she was a hard-working laborer who risked her life. She never thought that she would one day turn her life around and sing her own song.

"Da Niu, Zhu Zi, you've worked hard these past few days. Take the money and go out to eat today. Tomorrow is the opening of our shop. I'll bring my family with me. Remember to put up the job postings and hire the people I brought. They'll be paid five taels of silver a month. Remember that, and don't reveal my identity."

Da Niu and Zhu Zi took the silver and said in unison, "Okay, Xiao Yue, should we also teach them the secret recipe you taught us?"

Tang Yue looked up and thought for a moment, then said, "If they are willing to learn, then teach them; if they are not willing to learn, then forget it." Anyway, she just wanted to give them a job with a high salary and not too tiring work.

"Okay, Xiaoyue."

After giving instructions on the precautions for opening the shop tomorrow, Tang Yue leisurely went home. She needed to think of a way to get Ling Yi and her mother to attend the recruitment event at her shop tomorrow.

When she was almost home, she came up with a clumsy idea.

She pushed open the door, sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) opposite Tang Ruhua, and asked, "Mother, do you have anything to do tomorrow?"

Tang Ruhua kept her head down and continued embroidering the handkerchief. "No, what's wrong?"

Tang Yue leaned closer to Tang Ruhua, her little hands patting her mother's legs. "That's right, I heard that a restaurant called 'Get Rich Quick' Spicy Hot Pot' opened in our town. Everyone who's tried it says it's a delicacy. I've never eaten it before, and I want to go tomorrow. Mom, can you come with me?"

Tang Ruhua paused in her embroidery of the handkerchief. "How much does that place charge?"

She didn't have much money left. Although the kitchen was always full lately, she still needed to save some money for her daughter's dowry.

"It's so cheap, Mom. They only let you choose as much food as you want. We'll just go and try a little bit. Mom, shall we go tomorrow? I really want to eat," Tang Yue stood up, squatted down next to Tang Ruhua, and hugged her arm affectionately.

Tang Ruhua doted on Tang Yue. Even though the family didn't have much money, she would still fulfill her daughter's requests.

She tapped Tang Yue's nose, "You little glutton, Mom makes so many delicious things for you every day, and you still want to go out to eat."

"Mommy~, I'm a little glutton, isn't that because you spoil me? Mommy, do you want to come with me?"

"Mom, come on, come on~"

Tang Ruhua was shaken until she felt dizzy. "Alright, alright, Mother, you've really been spoiled by me. Tomorrow, remember to bring Xiao Lingmo along so he can also taste the delicious food you've been talking about."

"Okay, Mother, you're so good. Come here, give me a kiss," Tang Yue said, and gave Tang Ruhua a kiss on the cheek, which made Tang Ruhua glare at her.

After dealing with Tang Ruhua, she went next door to persuade Ling Yi.

Ling Yi looked at Tang Yue jumping down from the wall and rubbed his forehead. Ever since that night when Tang Yue said she was a fairy, she had never walked through the main gate again.

The question is, why can't she, a fairy, use a VPN?

Tang Yue jumped off the wall and ran to Ling Yi without any burden, asking sweetly, "Uncle Ling, my mom and I are going to eat spicy hot pot tomorrow. My mom said she wants to take Xiao Ling Mo with her. Is that okay?"

"Sure, I'm free tomorrow, so I can go with you guys." He had just received his monthly salary, and the kitchen had been packed full all month without costing him much. He still had some money on hand, so he could treat them to a meal.

Tang Yue was overjoyed. "Really? Uncle Ling, you're going too?"

"Hmm, let's go eat together tomorrow. Is Xiaoyue so happy? Hmm?" Ling Yi tilted her head and pressed down the cute little tuft of hair on Tang Yue's head.

Tang Yue squinted and nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, I'm very happy. I think Xiao Lingmo will be even happier."

"Woof woof, woof woof woof," Big Yellow wagged its tail and squatted down next to Tang Yue.

She patted Big Yellow's head. "Uncle Ling, look, Big Yellow thinks Little Ling Mo will be very happy."

Ling Yi smiled and said, "Okay, as long as you're happy. Go find Xiao Mo to play with; he's been waiting for you all morning."

"it is good."

Tang Yue skipped and hopped to find Jun Lingmo, who was squatting on the ground holding a tree branch, doing something unknown.

She tiptoed behind Jun Lingmo, watching him scribble on the ground with great care, as if he were writing something in a ghostly manner.

She suddenly exclaimed, "Wow, a ghost is here!"

Jun Lingmo was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with a thud, and the big yellow dog following behind him licked Jun Lingmo's face.

“Dahuang, don’t lick me,” he pushed Dahuang away and looked at Tang Yue, “Sister Yue, you’re scaring me, my clothes are all dirty.”

"Well, it's all my fault," Tang Yue picked up Jun Lingmo and asked curiously, "Little Lingmo, what are you writing?"

Jun Lingmo covered the words behind him and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I was writing large characters. I learned it when I passed by the school."

"Writing big characters, does that mean Xiao Lingmo wants to go to school?"

He wanted to, but he had no money, so he "didn't want to."

Tang Yue stared at Jun Lingmo's expression and knew that he wanted to learn, but he was only saying he didn't want to because Lingyi didn't have money.

So, she asked again in a low voice, "Does Xiao Lingmo really not want to?"

"In no mood."

Upon hearing that he didn't want to, Tang Yue shook the candle she had taken out of her space with regret, and said in a regretful tone, "Oh dear, since Xiao Lingmo doesn't want to, then I can only give this candle that can make wishes to someone else. I can't just throw it away, can I?" The candle she was holding was one of those that came with small cakes. Anyway, Jun Lingmo had never seen it before, so she was just using it to fool him.

When Jun Lingmo heard that he could make a wish, his eyes suddenly lit up. He looked at the colorful candle and asked Tang Yue with great interest, "Don't give it to anyone else, Sister Yue, can I really make a wish with this?"

"Of course! When has Sister Yue ever lied to you? As long as you light this candle and make a wish to go to school, it will definitely come true." Anyway, since Ling Yi started working at her shop, she gave him a big incentive. Then, little Ling Mo can go whenever he wants.

"Then I want to make a wish: I want to go to school with Sister Yue."

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