Wang Shuanzi understood that these were leftovers. Dabai used the leftovers to kill his own mother and asked her to bring them back to serve his grandfather and father at home. What a heartless little beast!

Wang Hongquan suddenly sighed and said anxiously: "It's okay for us to eat these leftovers. I'm just worried about whether there is something wrong with some of the dishes at his grandmother's side. If there is, it will be a big trouble!"

Wang Shuanzi's expression also changed instantly.

Yang Huamei wiped away her tears and quickly shook her head: "No, no, no, the three plates of food are intact. I was watching the red plums being put on the plates. Moreover, at my mother's place, Qing'er and I both opened them ourselves to see

My mother even tasted it, and everyone praised it, and there was no problem at all."

"That's good!" Wang Hongquan finally breathed a sigh of relief. The old man raised his chopsticks and started eating again.

"Eat it, no matter what, as long as it's not broken, we can still make do with it." He added.

Neither Wang Shuanzi nor Yang Huamei moved their chopsticks.

Yang Huamei pointed to the rag that was pulled out and put aside, with a troubled face: "Dad, that's a rag. You can't eat this dish if it's dirty..."

Wang Hongquan said without raising his head: "We farmers don't care about that. If we work in the fields and small bugs fall into the tea, we still drink it. It's poisonous and won't kill anyone!"

Yang Huamei looked at Wang Shuanzi again.

Wang Shuanzi also raised his chopsticks: "Let's just eat it. When you go to town later, you must talk to Dabai about this matter. By the way, there is also the matter of repaying the debt. Let him pay the debt as soon as he has money."

If you give it back, even if you don't understand it for a while, you should at least show some interest and let his third uncle, fourth uncle and Qing'er know that he cares about this matter."

Yang Huamei nodded lightly, "I'll go to town again in two days and tell him clearly in person."

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Qingshui Town, Baimeizhai.

Yang Huamei called Sister Shuanzi to accompany her to find Dabai.

"The business here is really good. It seems that Dabai is really good at doing business."

Sister Shuanzi stood at the door of Baimeizhai, raising her head and looking at the two-story pavilion in front of her. The exterior was luxuriously decorated, and there were several large gilded characters on the lintel. Although she didn't recognize them, she could guess what they were called.

It was almost noon, and the place was full of customers coming and going for dinner. There was a waiter standing at the door to greet the guests, wearing a white handkerchief around his neck, smiling warmly, and the whole shop was immersed in a prosperous atmosphere.

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Yang Huamei looked at the lively and prosperous scene in front of her and felt proud.

But when she thought about the pig head meat before and the main mission of coming here this time, she felt a little unhappy and her steps became a little heavier.

"Let's go, Mei'er, don't stand still here, let's go in quickly to find Dabai."

Sister Shuanzi took Yang Huamei's hand and walked in excitedly.

I didn't go in last time I came here. I heard that it was being renovated inside.

This time I have to take a good look at my eldest nephew's shop so that I can show off to the villagers when I go back. Our family finally has a capable eldest nephew, so he's very respectable.

It would be even better if the eldest nephew was sensible enough to let him take some food out from his fingers and take it back to the children at home.

With such wonderful expectations, Sister Shuanzi took Yang Huamei into the restaurant, and was immediately blinded by the splendid decoration in the restaurant.

"Oh my gosh, this is almost like walking into the palace. Tsk tsk tsk, Mei'er, look, the handrails on the stairs are all plated with gold powder, and the umbrella lights above the head are colorful and beautiful. How much does it cost?

Oh my god..."

After the restaurant was fully renovated, Yang Huamei came over twice. On one occasion, Hongmei took her upstairs and downstairs. She was no longer unfamiliar with the decoration and furnishings here.

However, precisely because it is her son's restaurant, even if she comes here ten thousand times, she, a mother, still feels that she has not seen enough.

Especially when she came with Sister Shuanzi and listened to her exclamations, Yang Huamei's vanity was once again satisfied. She also turned around and looked around, pointing and introducing Sister Shuanzi like a hostess.

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The waiters all recognized Yang Huamei and knew that she was the shopkeeper's mother, so they smiled politely at her when they met her back and forth.

Some of the clever ones had already gone to the counter behind the carved screen in the hall to report this matter to Hongmei.

Hongmei was immersed in calculating the accounts, with one hand checking the columns in the account book against Shun'er, and the delicate fingers of the other hand making a crackling sound on a large black iron abacus.

When she heard the waiter finished telling the news, Hongmei's hand paused for a moment, and then crackled again.

She said to the waiter without raising her head: "Go to the backyard kitchen and tell the shopkeeper that I am not free right now and ask him to come over and receive you."

The guy hurriedly ran to the backyard.

Hongmei then raised her head and glanced through the engraved screen toward the hall, and she saw Dabai's mother and Dabai's eldest sister walking arm in arm.

"Two rubes!"

Hongmei muttered something, lowered her head and continued to do the accounting.

"Hongmei, are you busy?"

As expected, before Dabai arrived, Yang Huamei and his sister-in-law went straight to the counter. Yang Huamei came up to greet Hongmei enthusiastically, just like old acquaintances.

Sister Shuanzi also grinned at Hongmei. The last time we were eating at the same table, she hated Hongmei. Now she saw the account books in front of Hongmei and the abacus in her hand. Sister Shuanzi

Immediately I felt that red plums were extraordinary.

Hongmei raised her head and pretended to be surprised when she saw the two people standing hand in hand in front of her.

"Oh, who are you? Why did you come here at your leisure? Does Dabai know?"

After that, she walked around the counter to welcome them.

Yang Huamei was very satisfied with Hongmei's reaction. She really deserves to be Dabai's mistress. I am Dabai's mother. We both share the same character for "mother". We are as close as biological sisters.

"I didn't tell Dabai. I came to the town to attend the market. I just walked in and took a look when I passed by the door." Yang Huamei said.

As she was speaking, she stopped Hongmei and said, "Don't come out. Just go about your business. I'll talk to Dabai for a few words and then leave."

Hongmei's figure immediately stopped at the counter. She smiled kindly and said to Aunt Yang Huamei: "It's already dinner time, how can we just turn around and leave? Why do we have to eat before going back!"

Yang Huamei waved her hand: "It's really not necessary..."

Hongmei glanced at Sister Shuanzi again: "This is the first time Dabai's aunt has entered the store. She has to eat before going back!"

Sister Shuanzi just smiled, her affection for Hongmei growing in her heart.

This woman knows how to be a good person, she is warm and generous, and she is sure to have a meal at noon.

"Mom, aunt, why are you here?"

Dabai's voice suddenly sounded, and people came from the backyard in a hurry.

He was wearing a chef's clothes, a chef's hat on his head, a white handkerchief on his shoulders, and his hands were stained with wheat flour.

I ran so fast that there was sweat on my forehead.
Chapter completed!