No one understands rebirth better than me

Chapter 96 "Girl" Guan Qiaoyun
"Wait, big sister, I'll give you some gloves... Come back if you like it."

Not far from the [Ping'an Fresh Braised Food] stall, Guan Ren heard that beautiful and gentle voice like water.

He walked silently to the stall.

An Shuirou lowered her head and carefully cleaned the white board she had just cut the vegetables on while continuing to greet people:
"Want something to eat? Just look around...eh?"

The moment she raised her head, An Shuirou was stunned for a moment, then revealed a gentle smile:
"Guan Ren is here?"

"Sister Shuirou."

Guan Renye grinned and said casually:
"Sister Qiaoyun and I came to buy some groceries, so we stopped by to take a look."

"Sister Qiao Yun?"

An Shuirou gathered her hair and said with a slightly teasing tone:
"It seems that besides Sister Shuirou, you have recognized other sisters?"

Although she spoke lightly, after she said it, An Shuirou herself belatedly noticed a subtlety in the context, and her eyes fluctuated with a slight embarrassment.

Guan Ren didn't care about this and said bluntly:
"Sister Shuirou, the sister Qiaoyun I'm talking about is my mother."

"Oh, that."

An Shuirou nodded and smiled:
"You have a really good mother-son relationship."

"It's good."

As Guan Ren was speaking, he also noticed that there seemed to be a figure busy deep in the storefront behind him.

An Shuirou also looked back and explained:
"It's my daughter. She's helping wash dishes in the kitchen."

"Mom~"

Just as An Shuirou finished speaking, the NPC An Guoguo who was wandering on the street happened to run over.

He grunted, with an expression that said "just as I expected", and stared at Guan Ren with wide eyes:

"You really came here to care about my mother!"

"Guoguo, go inside and play."

"My name is An An... not Guo Guo..."

An Guoguo ran into the house complaining, sticking her little butt out as she rummaged through the drawers, looking for her golden cudgel.

An Shuirou turned around and added to Guan Ren a little embarrassedly:
"What I just said was that the eldest daughter is in the kitchen. An An is the younger sister, and the one in the kitchen is the older sister."

"Yeah, I know that."

But Guan Ren has never seen An Guoguo's mysterious sister. He wants to take a closer look, but it is not convenient after all.

After all, as a grown man, it's too weird for him to peek at other people's daughters.

"Sister Shuirou, how is business lately?"

"That's it, eh..."

"?"

Guan Ren blinked:
"Why are you sighing?"

"I just heard from my child that the school might organize supplementary classes for the grade, but I don't know how much it will cost."

"Tutoring? Which class?"

That school uniform from a long time ago at least let Guan Ren know that the eldest daughter of the An family went to the same school as him, but he didn't know which class she was in.

"Grade 2, Class 6."

"Class six?"

Guan Ren was stunned. What a coincidence! They were in the same grade and next door to him.

"That's unlikely. I'm in Class 7, Grade 2, and I haven't heard any news about it."

"So you're from Class 7?"

"Ah."

"Then in the future at school, you can communicate more with our An Ning. That child doesn't like to actively interact with others."

"An Ning..."

Guan Ren whispered the name.

"Yes, her name is An Ning."

An Ning... An Ning...

Guan Ren gave a thumbs up:
"It's a name like An Shuirou, ordinary yet pleasant to the ear. Sister Shuirou, you are truly talented."

"I haven't read much, I just came up with it randomly, what's so talented about it?"

But just like Guan Qiaoyun likes to hear others praise her son, as a mother, An Shuirou also likes to hear others praise her daughter.

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In fact, it stands to reason that making braised dishes in the market of a small county town is profitable.

In particular, some stalls also sell banquet dishes such as [Tuozi Rou], [Kou Rou], and [Shao Bai]. During festivals and holidays, sometimes people from rural areas who prepare banquets come to the county to purchase, and they always bring back dozens of boxes of food.

At the end of the year, a net profit of 80,000 or 100,000 yuan would be a sure thing. In Jiangzhou County in 2011, this was definitely a family with good financial conditions.

But each row has an upper limit and a lower limit.

An Shuirou's [Ping'an Fresh Braised Meat] is of very good quality, but the problem is that it is not produced in large quantities and the variety is limited.

After all, she was the only woman doing the work, and only her eldest daughter who was in high school helped occasionally.

According to An Guoguo, An Shuirou's health has actually not been very good, so she is unable to prepare time-consuming and labor-intensive ingredients such as pork elbows, pig intestines, and pig intestines.

Dishes like chicken feet, chicken legs and duck feet are already the staple dishes of [Ping'an Fresh Braised Meat].

And the daily amount is not much.

Therefore, for Anjia, the economic conditions have always been relatively tight.

"Sister Shuirou, I see the lighting in your stall isn't working properly. I happen to have an extra bulb at home. Can I bring it over next time?"

"Oh, what should I do?"

"It's okay. It's useless at home."

The lighting at the braised food stall is quite important. Two stalls may sell similar items, but customers may be more willing to buy because one of them looks bright and clean.

On the contrary, if the lighting is dim, no matter how clean the place is, the surface of the dishes will not reflect the oil and will look unappetizing.

Guan Ren saw that the lighting on An Shuirou's stall was not working properly, so he took the initiative to bring up this matter.

……

Before leaving, An Shuirou wanted to get a chicken leg or something for Guan Ren. Guan Ren took it but paid for it.

After all, the small stall only makes a little money.

After that, I walked along Meteor Road and met Guan Qiaoyun who was coming back from buying tofu at the intersection.

"You didn't go home?"

"Well, I bought a chicken drumstick to chew on."

"Tsk, you're buying random things when you already have breakfast..."

“It’s not random buying.”

Guan Ren ate while Amway:
"Sister Shuirou's braised dishes are very good, and they don't add any coloring or anything, look."

"What are you looking at..."

Guan Qiaoyun didn't look at him, but frowned suspiciously:

"Sister Shuirou... which Sister Shuirou?"

"She's the owner of Ping'an Fresh Braised Meat, uh... the mother of a classmate of ours."

Mother…

"Which classmate's mother?"

"From the class next door."

"Oh...how are the people?"

"very good."

Guan Ren praised it highly:

“She is very gentle.”

"Yeah."

"And her voice is also very nice, like a heavenly sound, just like our school announcer."

"..."

"Yeah, she's pretty too."

"..."

"And she's very capable. She's raising two daughters on her own! ... Hmm? Sister Qiaoyun, please slow down. Why are you walking so fast? Sister Qiaoyun? Mom—!"

Guan Qiaoyun seemed not to hear anything and kept walking faster and faster.

As he walked, he also heard Guan Ren chasing him from behind, and laughed a little, but still ignored him.

Humph, little bastard...

Do you know how to call mom now?
Are other mothers gentle?

Only other people’s mothers can do it?
Then he might as well find another mother...

……

There is no way. Guan Qiaoyun, who became a mother at a young age, has always had two points on her body that remain as sensitive as a girl.

First, she doesn't like to hear others say bad things about her son.

Second, she doesn’t like to hear her son say good things about other mothers.

(End of this chapter)