
After hearing the voice, Wang Yunmei hurriedly got up to say hello, and walked out while replying: "Ryoko is here!"
As soon as the door opened, the man named Liangzi brought a large bucket inside, with a chill on his body, but with a smile on his face: "Aunt Mei, you know, you know, you know, have a big bucket, Uncle Wu said that tofu today had been squeezed well, so this soy milk was also good. "
Lowering the bucket, Liangzi turned around and came out again: "Aunt Mei also has a bucket!"
After two barrels of soy milk entered, the named Liangzi had to catch his breath. Wang Yunmei was very fond of this child named Liangzi, and immediately greeted: "you're tired right? I'm out of oil, sit down, Aunt May will give you two sticks of fried dough."
They looked familiar to each other, and Liangzi was impolite, and had already sat down when he replied.
The fried dough stick was fried by Jian Ai. Liangzi had never seen Jian Ai. She was stunned at that moment, then smiled and said, "Are you Auntie Mei's daughter?"
Jian Ai looked at the boy who had the teeth of a little tiger with a smile, smiled and nodded: "Are you Uncle Wu's son?"
The Liangzi heard those words as if he had heard something terrible, and quickly stared and shook his head: "No, Uncle Wu's son is my elder brother. I was sent by my elder brother to help Uncle Wu deliver soy milk to your house every day! "
Although Jian Ai had never met Uncle Wu's son, he was very familiar with Uncle Wu. Uncle Wu's house was not far from his house, but he was famous in this area. Because knowing Uncle Wu's salt water is a must. And this soy milk made from tofu every day, Uncle Wu sent people to his breakfast shop, a bowl of soy milk for 30 cents, a barrel could sell for 20 yuan, he said, and Uncle Wu only charged their family for two yuan.
In fact, these two dollars were no different from foreclosure, but Wu Shu was wise, she saw that it was not easy for Wang Yunmei to have a woman with two children, so she was willing to help. But if you don't want a dime, I'm afraid Wang Yunmei will feel uncomfortable, and even more afraid the neighbors around me will make irresponsible comments to him, he said, so I charged two yuan for one symbolic bucket.
After hearing this, Liangzi opened his mouth but said nothing. He hurriedly bit the batter of fried steaks, but he did not want to overheat and grin. He also nodded and praised: "Enak, it's fragrant. ! "
After eating the fried steak dough, Liangzi investigated to say goodbye to some people, then said to Wang Yunmei: "Aunt Mei, Uncle Wu said you should not leave after you close the stall. He will come to talk to you . "
“Oke, slow down your journey and tell Old Wu that I will wait for him in the store,” replied Wang Yunmei.
After Liangzi left, the shop started serving customers, Wang Yunmei was in charge of fried stick dough and fried cakes, Jian Yu made soy milk and porridge, and Jian Ai was in charge of entertaining and raising money.
Many guests are residents of this neighborhood. Although Jian Ai could not be named, many of them were familiar-faced. Naturally, these people knew JianAi, and they all knew that Wang Yunmei was beautiful, his son was handsome, and his daughter was beautiful.
“Bos, see how beautiful your sons and daughters are. Your daughter is exactly the same as you. She is very beautiful, very wise and capable. He must be filial in the future.” A nearby aunt said to Wang Yunmei while checking in.
Wang Yunmei smiled at the words: "Thank you, big sister, I borrowed the words from big sister!"
The breakfast peak was only two hours, and after eight, guests were already sparse.