Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11881

"Xingwang? What are you doing here? Is something wrong at home?" The moment Cao Bamei saw Xingwang rushing into the back door, she instinctively stood up, ignoring the water still dripping from her fingertips, and hurriedly took two steps forward to ask.

After Xingwang came in, he first glanced at Xiuhong, who was squatting by the water basin behind Cao Bamei. Xiuhong seemed to sense something and also looked up at Xingwang.

Xingwang then looked away and said to Cao Bamei, "Second Aunt, my wife sent me to town to report something important."

"Where is my second uncle? I need to speak with him and you in person."

Ah? Was it Qing'er who sent this message? Cao Bamei was about to go to the front yard to call Yang Yongjin over, but after taking a few steps, she stopped and turned to look at Xiuhong, worried about her.

Xiu Hong snorted through her nostrils, a mocking smile playing on her lips, before lowering her head again to continue washing the dishes.

Xiu Xiu straightened up and winked at Cao Bamei, assuring her that she would keep an eye on her sister the whole time. "Mother, you take Uncle Xingwang to the front yard to find my father. I'll take care of things here!"

"Okay, okay! We'll be right back!" Cao Bamei said, leading Xingwang quickly towards the dining hall in the front yard.

In the front hall, the square tables, large or small, or the rotating round tables, were almost all occupied by customers who had come to have dinner.

Xingwang's gaze swept across the dozen or so tables, almost all of which were full. Some were eating fast food, but most were eating and drinking in small hot pots, chatting and laughing. The aroma of food and wine mingled together in the hall, making one's stomach rumble as soon as one stepped in.

The aroma is so enticing! The food at our restaurant is so tempting, madam! Business is booming!
Xingwang was very happy. He would go back and report this to his wife later.

“She’s over there, Xingwang, let’s go over there.” As he was lost in thought, Cao Bamei’s voice reached Xingwang’s ears.

"Ok."

Xingwang followed Cao Bamei to a large round table in front of them, where Yang Yongjin was personally greeting the guests. Yang Yongjin was holding a plate of cold pig's ears with coriander. He placed it on the table and said, "...This is complimentary. Manager Qian, Manager Liu, you are welcome to come and support us often. This pig's ears is our restaurant's latest cold dish. The red oil dipping sauce is our chef's secret recipe. Please try it."

"Her father, his father, come here for a moment."

Cao Bamei called out to Yang Yongjin across two tables and waved. Yang Yongjin turned his head and was taken aback when he saw Xingwang standing behind Cao Bamei.

He then cupped his hands in greeting to the guests at that table: "Please enjoy your meal, and let me know if you need anything."

"Manager Yang, you can go about your business now!"

Soon, Yang Yongjin hurriedly came to Cao Bamei and Xingwang, "Brother Xingwang, is something wrong with Qing'er?"

Xingwang nodded.

Yang Yongjin immediately led them upstairs. Once they reached an empty private room, Yang Yongjin eagerly asked, "Now you can talk."

To be honest, he and Cao Bamei had already exchanged glances, their eyes filled with worry and anxiety. They didn't know if something serious had happened at their home in the village. Otherwise, at this late hour, the villagers would probably have finished their dinner, washed up, and gone to bed. But Qing'er had sent Xingwang to town...

Xingwang noticed their anxiety and worry, and quickly said, "Don't worry, it's not a bad thing, it's a good thing."

Oh? That's great...

No matter what kind of good thing it was, the phrase "prosperity" undoubtedly reassured Yang Yongjin and his wife.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief, staring intently at Xingwang, waiting for his next words—