We are all reborn, who will be your control group?

"Dad is renovating the old house for Grandma Qiu, so there are no problems at the moment. My eldest sister has already opened a third stall. Now Wen's pancakes are considered a signature dish in the county. In addition to the one in front of the hospital, there is also one in front of Yucai Primary School."

After Jie Mingxia helped her tie her hair, she smiled and said, "Did you know that Guiqiu is not only learning a craft, but also making a lot of money?"

Wen Qin was really surprised at this moment. In her opinion, as long as Jie Guiqiu didn't cause trouble and learned the craft from Aunt Zhang, that would be the best outcome.

I didn't expect that she could make a lot of money?

"What did she do?" Wen Qin really couldn't figure out how she could make money.

Xie Mingxia undid the pigtail that had just been tied for her and handed the rubber band to Wen Qin: "Gui Qiu said that you gave her the inspiration. People who came to her to buy this were queuing up at the door. She also brought many girls from the team to do this together."

Wen Qin then noticed that the rubber band was not wrapped with the common thread of this era, but with small pieces of cloth with some patterns. Although it was small, there was some clever design in it. And with this wrapping, the rubber band that was easy to break by pulling appeared very smooth when tied on the hair.

Wen Qin was very surprised. She didn't care that her hair was messy again. She took the rubber band in her hand and looked at it for a long time: "Gui Qiu has really grown up."

Xie Mingxia looked at Wen Qin and said to her sincerely, "Thank you for helping me guide my sister back to the right path."

Didn't Xie Mingxia know that Xie Guiqiu almost grew crooked? He knew.

But what can he do?

When his parents died, he was also a child. Apart from desperately trying to find food to prevent his brother and sister from starving to death, he had no idea how to teach a child.

As for the little girl's sensitive thoughts, it was even more impossible for him to pay attention to them.

Later, in order to ensure that his sister had enough food to eat, he joined the army.

But in the eyes of the young Xie Guiqiu, it was her brother who abandoned her.

Xie Mingxia had to go back because he found out that his sister had a huge misunderstanding of him.

He wanted to go back and take his sister away, but Jie Guiqiu was unwilling to do so and started throwing a tantrum and using all means possible.

Xie Mingxia had no choice but to compromise and stay in Xiaxi and not go anywhere.

Xie Mingxia thought, it would be fine once her sister grows up.

As a result, if it weren't for Wen Qin, the price Xie Guiqiu might have to pay for growing up would probably be something Xie Mingxia didn't want to think about.

Wen Qin had no idea what Xie Mingxia was feeling, but she highly praised Xie Guiqiu's idea.

"She really has talent in this area, and it was definitely buried before."

Aunt Zhang, little Zhang Xiu, and Jie Guiqiu, Wen Qin couldn't even imagine if it would be such a shame if she didn't create a textile tycoon with such a combination.

Oh, no, the textile tycoon was her brother-in-law in her previous life.

The eldest sister has gone on her way to becoming the pancake queen, so her brother-in-law's path to becoming the textile tycoon won't be cut off just like that, right? It wouldn't be bad to have her sister-in-law instead, hehe.

Wen Qin was happy and felt that she could still eat a few more bites, but Jie Mingxia had already finished cleaning up.

Hmm. Some people are full, and some have been hungry for days.

Professor Zhao couldn't help but scold Wen Qin when he saw her yawning: "Didn't I let you go back to sleep yesterday? You keep yawning here. Where did you go?"

Wen Qin didn't want to discuss this topic with Professor Zhao, an old bachelor: "I have sorted out everything here, is there anything else?"

Seeing Wen Qin actively looking for work, Professor Zhao was satisfied: "That's it, we have achieved a staged victory, we have to digest this stage first, how long have you not been to Lao He's place? Lao He has been nagging me about you."

Professor Zhao changed the subject so quickly that Wen Qin had to search for a long time before she remembered who the Lao He he was talking about was.

"How is Mr. He doing recently?"

Professor Zhao curled his lips and said, "He's fine. Our school plans to hire him as a teacher starting next semester. He's in much better spirits now."

Wen Qin was relieved and said, "I'll go see Teacher He after class today."

"Are you going there empty-handed?" Professor Zhao asked.

Wen Qin looked confused: "I'll just stop by the store later and buy some snacks."

Professor Zhao winked at Wen Qin frantically, and when he saw that Wen Qin still looked confused and ignorant, he finally couldn't help but said angrily: "The wontons you brought last time, those wontons will do, who can't buy that snack?"

Wen Qin suddenly realized: "Is it Teacher He who wants to eat that wonton, or is it Teacher Zhao who wants to eat this wonton?"

Professor Zhao glared at him and said, "Does it matter which teacher wants to eat wontons? If the teacher wants to eat wontons, shouldn't you, as a student, prepare them for him?"

Wen Qin curled her lips. This old man was so mean. He even used Teacher He as an excuse to want to eat wontons.

Wen Qin used refined flour purchased in later generations to make wonton wrappers, which of course was not available now, so she could only ask for leave and go back to make plans later.

Professor Zhao, who originally had some opinions, finally remembered when he heard that the flour was specially purchased that this stuff contained refined flour, pork, and a lot of oil, and it seemed not cheap.

Old Zhao had never lacked money since he was a child, so he was a little slow when it came to money. However, he was not stupid about the ways of the world, and he was thinking about how to compensate Wen Qin.

Wen Qin didn't know that she would soon receive a big gift, so she went back to prepare wontons for the two teachers.

After making the wontons, I felt like something was not quite right. I remembered that Professor Zhao seemed to be carrying some wine when he went to see Mr. He last time.

After searching for a long time, I found that it is better to buy good wine at this time and space, such as national wine.

She remembered that there were some wines in her hometown, although they were not very famous and she didn't know how to drink them. She didn't know which one was good, so she took some out as a specialty and gave them to the teacher for tasting.

I bought some high-end, low-end and mid-range liquors, and sealed a few unmarked small jars. I hung them on the bicycle, and that was it.

When I got there, I saw the aunt who had been repairing the radio last time, lighting the stove. When she saw Wen Qin, she opened her mouth and said, "Juan'er, your father's student is here."

Wen Qin was a little surprised when she saw a familiar figure walking out of the main room. It was Yan Mengjuan.

"Qinqin is here? Come in!" Yan Mengjuan was very surprised that Wenqin came. Seeing that her car was full of wine jars, she hurried over to help! "Why did you bring so much wine?"

Wen Qin smiled: "Last time I saw Professor Zhao bring some wine to Teacher He. I think Teacher He likes these. These are all wines from my hometown. I guess Teacher He has never tasted them. Let him try them. If he thinks they taste good, I will bring them to him next time."

As they were talking, they went into the house and found no one there.

"What about the teacher?"

"My dad and Xiaohong went out to buy some wine." Yan Mengjuan smiled, looking a little shy at Wenqin's puzzled look, "Xiaohong and I are both registered in Teacher He's household registration book as Teacher He's daughters."

Wen Qin was immediately happy when she heard this. The only shortcoming of her two good friends was their patriarchal parents who might hold them back.

Now, with the fire at the bottom of the pot removed, the suffering has finally paid off.