After a flash marriage, rich wives also have to work hard to build a career

"Didn't I tell you that the furniture in his house is not cheap? If you rent it out and encounter an unreliable tenant, you will lose money if you damage a piece of furniture, so they would rather leave it empty than leave it empty. It will be rented out.”

Ling Manman touched the solid wood wardrobe in the room. Well, this is very valuable at first glance.

"So sister, you can rest assured to stay here, and I can rest assured that you can stay here. After all, I have guaranteed it in front of the landlord."

Yin Sheng has been slowly recovering since he was discharged from the hospital. Although he can't do heavy physical labor now, he seems to be in good spirits. He stared at the fish in the fish tank in a daze.

Ling Manman looked at her husband, then at her sister, and waved her fist high-spiritedly.

"Don't worry, leave it to us. I promise you that when the homeowners come back, they will be given a clean and tidy home!"

Ling Wanwan went to open the cardboard box that had been placed aside.

"Sister, you'd better hand it over to Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang directly for the bun shop. Brother-in-law can't live without people around him. I've been thinking about it for a while and I think you can try to do self-media."

"From what?"

"Just do live broadcasts and post videos online! Then if someone likes or tips you, you can make money. If you do well, you can make a lot!"

Ling Manman resisted a little: "I can't do it, and I'm not good-looking. It's all done by good-looking people."

Ling Wanwan cheered her up: "First of all, you are good-looking, you just don't know how to dress up; secondly, I don't think you need to be a beauty blogger. Your skills are cooking and handicrafts, which are not as good as when you are at home. Record some handicraft and cooking videos and post them online, and now many people will be interested in this.”

Ling Manman has a pair of skillful hands.

Since she was a teenager, she has done all the sewing work in the Ling family. She followed her grandma since she was a child and learned to make various knitted dolls.

She still didn't feel confident.

Ling Wanwan dug out the live broadcast bracket, headlight, new mobile phone, various woolen fabrics and other things in the box.

"Anyway, I bought everything, and I also said hello to Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang, so you can just figure it out on your own!"

Ling Manman was a little angry: "How could you just go to them without discussing it with me in advance!"

"You two didn't tell me in advance when you got married!"

"Is this the same thing?"

Of course it's not the same thing, but as a sister, I should always think about you.

What's more, this time, the person who contributed the most was Kuang Mingxuan.

No, the person who has always contributed the most is Kuang Mingxuan.

Without his help, how could she have the money to pay for her brother-in-law's hospital bills, or the ability to pay off so many years of debt?

Ling Wanwan felt more and more that there seemed to be no way she could think of to repay Kuang Mingxuan.

She decided to ask her brother-in-law. After all, they were all men, so maybe they would have the same thinking.

"Brother-in-law, if, I mean if, if there is someone who has helped you a lot, how do you think you should thank him?"

Yin Sheng was confused when he heard this, and pointed doubtfully at Ling Manman, who was tinkering with the live broadcast bracket.

"The person I want to thank is a man, so I want to hear your advice."

Yin Sheng thought for a while: "Send him a few more expensive cigarettes?"

"He doesn't smoke."

"Then bring wine!"

"He is very rich, very rich. The wine in his house is probably more expensive than this house!"

Yin Sheng looked around the room and couldn't help but be speechless.

"Then why don't you treat him to a meal?" After thinking about it, I felt it was inappropriate. "A rich person like that should have eaten all kinds of delicious food. You can't even afford to treat him to a very expensive one!"

Ling Manman interjected from the side: "What can't you afford?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I want to treat my old classmates to dinner and ask my brother-in-law if he has any suggestions."

"What good food has your brother-in-law ever tasted? The cheapest way is to eat it at home. Invite your classmates over and I'll cook it for you!"

Oh yes!

Ling Wanwan suddenly felt that her mind had opened up.

Why don't she cook something for the father and son to eat? Aunt Zhou's craftsmanship is pretty good. If you follow her and learn from her, the taste will be guaranteed, right?

After all, it’s my intention!

But she overestimated her hands-on ability.

Yes, she is actually pretty good at it, but for some reason, she is very bad at cooking.

In addition, her sister was always at home. When she lived with Xu Qian, Xu Qian was an avid fan of takeout, so she could only cook instant noodles.

It’s not that I don’t know how to do other things, it’s just that no one will find them delicious after making them.

So that afternoon in the kitchen, Aunt Zhou faced the biggest challenge of her career - she tried to take away the family's eldest mistress's knife countless times, but she pushed back countless times.

Ling Wanwan planned well: Kuang Mingxuan loves to eat fish, so she plans to make a steamed grouper; Lele likes to eat braised pork ribs, but she doesn't dare to compare with Aunt Zhou's cooking skills, so she will make a braised pork dish, plus a Coke pork ribs. Everyone will definitely like to eat it; in addition, simply stir-fry green vegetables, mix meat and vegetables, and everything will come together.

Originally, she thought of using the afternoon to sort out the ingredients, and then fry them all after bringing Lele back, so that everyone could eat together, but she didn't expect that the nanny took Lele home and sat there for half an hour. She didn't even prepare a complete dish.

When Kuang Mingxuan returned home, he saw Lele holding a bottle and drinking water with a sad face, Uncle Song and Sister Chen hiding nervously aside, and Aunt Zhou holding a pot lid in the kitchen, ready to put out the fire at any time.

Ling Wanwan, on the other hand, was fully armed and waving the shovel flying up and down.

"Salt, hurry up, it's time to add salt!"

Aunt Zhou held up the pot lid and reminded her.

Ling Wanwan hurriedly picked up the candy jar.

"That one is sugar, and the one next to it is salt! You just put it in the wrong place!"

There was a hint of hatred in Aunt Zhou's voice.

Ling Wanwan quickly threw away the sugar jar and went to get the salt jar.

The small spoon flew out of the sugar jar, and she reflexively picked it up.

Aunt Zhou shouted hurriedly: "Oh, auntie, don't worry about the spoon, the meat is almost burnt, please turn it over quickly!"

"Roger that!"

So she shoveled it down, and the soup splashed out.