Travel through time and become the wronged stepmother

Jiang Luorou asked slightly embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter, I'll just make a few more bowls."

Si'er's mother smiled at Jiang Luorou, stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Jiang Luorou felt very sorry at this time, so she stood up from the bench and followed her to the kitchen to help.

The two chatted a lot in the kitchen, and Si'er's mother was very happy to see Jiang Luorou liking her craftsmanship so much.

"Master, if you want to eat this in the future, come here. I've got enough of this old lady."

Jiang Luorou didn't know which nerve was wrong, but she was so moved.

"Auntie, you are so kind to me." Those words were full of sincerity.

Si'er's mother unconsciously patted Jiang Luorou on the back and said, "Silly boy, look away! Your grandma doesn't want to see you looking so unhappy."

Jiang Luorou tried her best to hold back the tears that were swirling in her eyes, and showed a slight smile.

After lunch, she chatted with Si'er's mother for a while, then took the food box back to the main house and took a nap on the bed.

At the same time, there was a noise in a jewelry shop in Qiyang County.

"Boss, just give me a chance! I will never leave without any reason again."

Ning Zirui took the torn and scattered package and begged his employer sincerely.

No matter how much Ning Zirui begged, the jewelery shop owner wearing silk clothes just didn't give him a good look.

He waved his sleeves and looked at Ning Zirui impatiently.

"It was for your father's sake that I reluctantly allowed you to work as the accountant in the shop."

"I never expected you to be so unreliable. You'd be like Xiao Banyue when you disappear."

"How can any shop dare to hire you if you are so unruly?"

"Go, go, go! Get out of here! Don't disturb my business. If you don't get out, I'll call someone to see you out!"

"Boss, there is indeed something wrong with my family. Please be accommodating to me this time! I promise you that nothing like this will happen again in the future."

Ning Zirui still refused to give up, holding the shopkeeper's hand and begging hard.

The shopkeeper was so annoyed that he lost his good temper and shouted loudly into the room: "Zhao Ji, Liu Xiang, you two, come out, someone is coming to ruin the place."

As soon as he finished speaking, two tall, muscular men walked out of the shop.

While cracking his joints, he looked at the people in the shop with a fierce look on his face.

"Which little shrimp with no eyes is it? It seems that he is causing trouble in my shop."

"If you have the guts, just stand up and let us brothers see it. It's over if we don't beat you up."

This scene frightened everyone present. The shop became silent for a moment, and no one dared to speak.

Ning Zirui, a weak scholar, had never seen such a battle before. He was already so frightened that he could not stand firmly and was about to fall to the ground.

He stroked his chest to calm his mind.

Pretending to be calm, he looked at the shopkeeper and said, "There's no need to go to such trouble, shopkeeper. I'll just leave now."

Ning Zirui's brows were furrowed and he wandered on the street full of thoughts.

Without this job, how would she and her mother live in the future?

The more Ning Zirui thought about it, the angrier she became. She had already scolded Jiang Luorou thousands of times in her heart.

It was all because of that bitch that his life became like this.

Ning Zirui was walking forward, minding his own business, when he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

He turned around in confusion and asked, "Are you calling me?"

The boy said very respectfully: "Look at what Ning Xiucai said, besides you, how many other scholars named Ning are there in this town?"

"My master has invited me. I would like to ask you, Master Xiucai, to come and talk to me."

Upon hearing this, Ning Zirui changed her previous decadent look, straightened her clothes and became stunned again.

I am secretly proud of myself, look! He knew that there was still a wise person out there, and after he was named on the gold list, he would give this person a bit of a thumbs-down.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey. Please ask me to lead the way."

Ning Zirui flicked the folding fan and followed the young man like a handsome young man.

After driving forward for dozens of steps, we came to a brothel. One by one, the young men shouted back at the brothel lady who jumped forward.

He led Ning Zirui to a private room on the second floor and politely greeted Zhen Huairen, who was sitting at the main seat.

"Master Zhen, I have already brought you here. If you have nothing else to do, I will leave first."

Zhen Huairen didn't even give him a look, he just waved his sleeves.

The man stepped back wisely, not forgetting to close the door before leaving.

When Ning Zirui saw that everyone else had left, he looked at Zhen Huairen, who was sitting in the main seat, with a puzzled expression.

He opened his mouth and asked, "I wonder why you invited me here today?"

Zhen Huairen first smiled and asked Ning Zirui to sit down, then motioned to the woman standing aside to pour him some wine.

Only then did he get straight to the point, telling him about his desire to cooperate with him in trying to get Jiang Luorou's soap recipe.

Ning Zirui had long hated Jiang Luorou to the core, so there was no reason to disagree when someone wanted to deal with her.

I readily agreed without even thinking about it.

Zhen Huairen was immediately overjoyed when he saw Ning Zirui agreeing so simply.

To show his sincerity, he took out a stack of banknotes from his arms and handed them to Ning Zirui.

"This is my opinion, please accept it, Mr. Ning."

"After I accomplish my mission, I will give you the other half to use as expenses for your exams in autumn."

Ning Zirui glanced at the stack of banknotes and couldn't help being surprised.

The top one alone is worth 50 taels of silver, and a dozen thick ones are worth at least 400 taels of silver.

Ning Zirui was so dazzled by these banknotes that he couldn't take his eyes away. After pretending to shirk the blame, he pocketed the banknotes.

When Zhen Huairen saw Ning Zirui accepting the banknote, he raised his glass high and looked at him.

"Mr. Ning, then I wish us a happy cooperation."

Ning Zirui didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly raised the wine glass in front of him and touched it with Zhen Huairen, then tilted his head back and drank it all.

The two discussed the details of the plan together again, but it didn't take long before everything was settled.

They looked at each other in tacit understanding, and then smiled evilly in unison, celebrating their victory in advance.

The two of them exchanged glasses together, had a great time eating wine and listening to music.

It wasn't until the sun set in the evening that Ning Zirui hugged a girl and left Zhen Huairen's room.

There was no words for a night, and the sun hung in the sky unconsciously.

At this moment, Ning Zirui walked out of the brothel whistling. The faint red mark on his neck was enough to prove the intensity of last night.

Time flies so fast, and it’s already the end of March in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Luorou was watching the pastry chef preparing the pastries for tomorrow's birthday party, "You put too much milk in..."

"You have the wrong sugar ratio, you're just trying to bore me to death!"

"By the way, there's also you. You haven't beaten enough egg whites. Do you want to hit someone with it later?"

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Jiang Luorou was very picky and scolded them one by one.