I opened a mother and baby supermarket in ancient times to raise cubs

The heavy door was slowly pushed open, and Qiao Mian saw the people outside the door more clearly.

He said in surprise, "This, Young Master Song?"

Song Boze glanced at Tang Qing, who was smiling at the side, and made a new year greeting to Qiao Mian, with a frank and full tone, and said, "Happy New Year, Shopkeeper Qiao."

"Happy New Year, Happy New Year." Qiao Mian smiled after being shocked, and quickly welcomed the two of them into the room. "Come, let's go in and talk."

Qiao Mian led the two of them to the main room where the guests were received, and after the servants brought dried fruit and tea, they all bowed their heads and retreated.

Song Boze has changed a lot. He used to look like a young man with a jade face, and his every move carried the graceful aura of an official son. Now he is tall and straight, and his person has become dark and strong. His eyes do not see the loneliness and depression of sudden changes, but are more In the past, there was still energy, and the whole person matured a lot.

He clasped his fists at Qiao Mian, and sighed sincerely, "Bo Ze was shameless to see the shopkeeper Qiao again. After all, you were almost killed by that villain Lin Zhongxin because you wanted me to meet Ah Qing, and then my father did it for you." Slandered and framed by my own selfish desires, all this catastrophe is due to my Song family, and now I still feel extremely guilty when I see you again, and I dare not visit the house on my own."

Qiao Mian glanced at Tang Qing, who was also a little nervous, and couldn't help laughing, "Mr. Song, you and I have only been together for a short time, but Tang Qing, you brat, don't know who I am when I'm with you every day? Since I If I help you, I won’t regret it. As for all the mishaps that happened later, they were all caused by evil people, and they got retribution, so what’s wrong with you? How can I blame you?”

Tang Qing seemed to be relieved, and the small dimple on one side laughed, "Let me just say, Qiao Mian is not that kind of person, so naturally he won't transfer his grievances to you."

Song Boze smiled, hesitated for a while, and said, "I still want to apologize to Shopkeeper Qiao on behalf of my late father..."

Qiao Mian didn't expect Song Boze to be so obstinate, so he waved his hands helplessly, "It's over, we don't need to worry about it anymore." After thinking about it, he asked, "By the way, what are your plans now?"

Because Song Boze was implicated by his father, the road to fame and fame was completely ruined, and now there are only two paths: go to the countryside to farm or learn to do business.

However, these two things are quite difficult for a young master who has been well-educated and well-clothed.

Song Boze felt embarrassed on his tanned face, glanced at Tang Qing beside him, and coughed, "I, I plan to marry Ah Qing."

Tang Qing's fair face turned red in an instant, and he hit Song Boze with the peanut in his hand, "Don't talk nonsense, I haven't agreed yet! My two fathers don't know yet!"

Song Boze deftly took the call from Peanut, shook his head and smiled, and talked about his arrangement with Qiao Mian, "I think my father sent me to my sister's house in Qifeng Town in order to hinder me and Ah Qing, but something happened at home. , I was indeed sluggish for a while, my sister and brother-in-law neither dared to let me go back to Shun'an Town nor saw me so decadent, so they let me go to other places with their family's bodyguard agency. Walking around, not only did I not find it hard to endure, but I felt much refreshed, and these days I have learned about everything about escort agencies, so I want to open an escort agency when I return to Shun’an.”

Qiao Mian nodded, "It's good that you have a goal, but since you want to marry Tang Qing, you can't often do the entrustment of the Escort's future contacts by yourself, and you still have to take care of Xiaojia."

"Don't worry about that. My brother-in-law specially lent me a few dart heads who have been in darts for many years. Their experience is not a little bit more than mine. In the beginning, the Escort mainly relied on them to transport goods, and I will marry Ah Qing in the future. Even if I’m transporting goods, I won’t choose a place too far from home, if there’s a place that’s closer and an excellent place to enjoy, I’ll take Ah Qing with me.”

Tang Qing listened to the comings and goings of these two people, and thought about his life after marriage. Feeling ashamed and annoyed, Tang Qing thumped the table and shouted, "You two think too far! Young master, I haven't agreed to this marriage yet!"

Qiao Mian also imitated throwing red dates at him, and said with a smile, "Stinky boy, don't pretend, I don't know who is going to become a husband-wife stone every day?"

Tang Qing "..."

I'm so old!

Several people chatted and laughed for a while, and Tang Qing and Song Boze left. After all, today is the day to welcome the God of Wealth, and they still have to reunite with their families.

Song Boze, on the other hand, joined the Tang family as his future husband-in-law.

It is also strange and bold.

When it was getting dark, it was time to meet the God of Wealth. There were two dragon-like firecrackers coiled around the gate of Qiao's house. Except for Zao Zao, who was always nestled in Qiao Mian's arms, all the brave children in the family were like monkeys. They seem to hang around behind the guy who set off firecrackers, especially the fat dumpling, because of his small stature, he often steals small whips from people's cuffs when the guy is not paying attention.

When the auspicious time came, the two guys sang the lucky words loudly.

"Qiao family, welcome the God of Wealth!"

What followed was the children clapping their hands and applauding, their little faces were flushed from the cold, and they still happily ran with the adults, their little eyes sparkling with excitement.

After the buddy shouted three times, he quickly bent over and lit the introduction with incense, and when the two of them retired after finishing their work, they still didn't forget to pick up a young master who was watching the fun and ran away.

After a while, the dragon-like firecrackers exploded into the bright red flowers, and the crackling of firecrackers was deafening.

Qiao Mian's heart skipped a beat. Because she stood taller, she saw bright red lanterns hanging from every house in the alley where her house was located. There were piles of brightly dressed children gathered in front of each house. Festive drumming.

Suddenly, Qiao Mian felt that everything was quiet, and her ears felt warm.

It was Lie Shan's hand.

Without the sound of firecrackers, Qiao Mian felt much more comfortable in his heart. He gently leaned against the strong chest of the person behind him, and touched his belly, "I think this cub should be someone who likes to be quiet."

Lie Shan chuckled, "Like you."

"It's better to be quiet," Qiao Mian said with a smile, "If there is another demolition of rice dumplings, the two brothers join forces, and our furniture will suffer."

After all, Zong Zong often secretly transforms into shape now, and has bitten many tables and chairs, causing Mrs. Qian to think that a mouse has entered the house, so she came here to apologize to him, feeling that she was incompetent as a housekeeper, and said that she was It is planned to put the mousetrap in the beginning of spring.

For the sake of her son's little hairy legs, Qiao Mian quickly persuaded her not to worry about it. If there are children in the family, don't buy mouse traps, and don't spread rat poison on the surface. If the furniture is broken, it will be broken.

God knows that Qiao Mian was smiling when he said this, but his heart was bleeding. He paid a lot of money for the furniture in the town to make it, not to mention that the wood is high-quality fragrant wood!

Hey, raising cubs is not easy!

The next day was the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, and the shops and restaurants in the town opened one after another.

And this group of young masters who have been holding back for a long time can be regarded as having fun. They don't have to be forced to pay New Year's greetings and don't have to eat meals that they have been tired of for a long time. When running errands, they wandered around the street like little adults, but a few of them spent a lot of shopping on the street, but still couldn't find anything that could be imported.

Among the four or five children in their teens, there was a fat young master who suddenly raised his chubby hand, "I have a suggestion, let's go to Shanmian Beverage, doesn't that shop often come out?" A novel snack?"

A few young masters kept winking at him, and this little fat man drools when he thinks of the fried chicken of Shanmian drink. Where did he notice this, he still praised "I like his spicy fried chicken the most, The taste is really amazing, the sauce is fragrant and sweet, the coating is crispy, and the chicken is very tender, especially the dry fried chicken drumsticks, the chicken skin is fat but not greasy, it is crunchy when you bite into it, and the sweet and sour sauce penetrates into it The taste in the delicious chicken is really unforgettable, it is a hundred times more delicious than the stewed chicken with mushrooms made by my cook!"

Several people wanted to persuade him, but after hearing his detailed description, they swallowed a few times unconsciously. After all, it is hard to forget the taste after eating it once.

Like an addiction.

The young master who had been silent all this time snorted coldly, "That kind of small workshop is only loved by a vulgar butcher's son like you!"

The little fat man was taken aback for a moment, sucked in his saliva, and later realized that he seemed to be scolded, and looked timidly at the face of the white-robed boy in front of him, "Yuzhen, are you angry? You are not, you are not also very loving Do you want to eat his fried chicken?"

"Who said I love to eat! I don't like to eat!" Yuzhen glared at the little fat man angrily, and then snorted at a few followers, "Let's go! Anyone who dares to mention or go to Shanmian for drinks in the future will be with me, Yuzhen." Against the family, against the Yuchun Tower!"

When the people were about to leave one after another, the little fat man hurriedly grabbed the arm of a companion, and said anxiously, "What, what's going on, what is this Yuzhen doing to target the mountain cotton drink like a bull's horn wind? He also called me vulgar Unbearable, he, when he eats the meat provided by my family, why doesn't he think that my father is a butcher!"

The companion looked anxiously at the person in front of him on tiptoe, waved his sleeves impatiently, and clicked, "You look like a pig, and your brain is like a pig. Every time you meet, you know how to eat. Yuzhen said last time." Well, his elder brother Yucheng and Shanmian Beverage did not get along with each other because the manager of Qiao's shopkeeper, relying on his handsome appearance, had an unruly heart towards Yuzhen's elder brother and insulted him many times, so this Liangzi It's over, you know Yuzhen's favorite is his elder brother, tell me, what can he expect from that mountain cotton drink?" After speaking, the man hurried to the main army, for fear of being squeezed out by Yuzhen. have to.

The little fat man Zhu Zhongzhong still rubbed the back of his head with a confused expression, he didn't know whether he had figured it out or not, he followed suit, flung his sleeves and snorted, then turned around and walked towards the long street where Shanmian Drink was located, muttering "" I don’t know why, what does it have to do with your Yu family if I go to eat mountain cotton drinks, there are too many people eating in this town, will your Yu family object to coming?”

When Zhu Zhongzhong arrived at the place, he was holding a sugar cake in his left hand and a half-eaten meat bun in his right hand. He could see the things in the hands of a few clerks in front of the shop, and the things in their hands suddenly became stale.

Then, what is that shiny, mottled, and glossy snack!

It looks delicious!

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