The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 139: Grand Opening (1)
Since Chen Maochang was working as his big boss in an unobtrusive manner, she had to be sensible, keep a strict mouth, and avoid causing trouble for others.She didn't even look there when the mule cart passed the butcher's shop.

The little fat man Chen Guanxi pulled a chair and put it in front of the window. He knelt on it and lay his upper body on the window sill.After laying down, he stretched his hand back without looking back, and Chen Maochang put a handful of fried pumpkin seeds on his son's dirty hand.

This kid is not idle, he has a bit of food lately, he has not gone to the toilet for three days, he saw the doctor, the doctor gave him a pulse and prescribed a few big pills for digestion.

The big pills are made of Shanlihong with honey, and they are delicious. He had already eaten all three big pills early in the morning, but he didn't go to the toilet, so he felt hungry again.

It's just that his father's baby and his son's baby are like eyeballs. After listening to the doctor's words, he asked him to stop eating for two days until the storage in his stomach was unloaded before he could eat dry food.

The little fat man couldn't screw his father, so he had to change his meal to snacks, while Chen Maochang only gave him fried pumpkin seeds.

Just eat what you have, the little fat man's mouth can't be idle.

Gritting his teeth lightly, he cracked open the melon seed shell and picked it up with the tip of his tongue. The pumpkin seeds had already entered his mouth, but he threw the melon seed shell out of the window.

Chen Guanxi looked at Su Xiazhi who was talking to Qi Hongyu, the shopkeeper of Maochangji, and said with emotion.

"You... you... eat all... the shells of... melon seeds!" Chen Maochang was holding a large plate filled with freshly fried pumpkin seeds.I made an agreement with my son to chew the whole pumpkin seeds in order to grind the food, but the kid licked all the skins out as soon as he ate it.

The little fat man looked back at his father, and said irrelevantly, "How long does it take for a woman to have a baby?"

"Ten...ten...months." Chen Maochang didn't understand why his son suddenly thought of asking this.

"I'm twelve years old this year, and it will take about a year for her to give birth to another child. When her daughter grows to twelve..."

"Impossible! Twelve is too young, I have to be fourteen anyway!" The little fat man squinted his eyes and said to himself: "Then I'm already 27!"

With a sigh and an old-fashioned voice, a not-so-beautiful picture appeared in the little fat man's head...

The 27-year-old fat man has grown into a big fat man, and he still has a big bald head like his father. Standing beside him is a delicate and nimble little girl who is pointing at him with a butcher's knife. His daughter, people look down on him...

"It's not very reliable!" In a moment of distraction, he stuffed all the pumpkin seeds in his hand into his mouth, and after chewing them a few times, he spit them out.

"Bah! Bah! Bah! I'm not a chicken, what kind of food!" He glared at his father, feeling that his father gave birth to him at the wrong time.

If he had been born two years earlier, he could dig a corner of Min Xiucai's house and turn Xiucai's capable little daughter-in-law into his eldest wife.

If he was born two years later, he would first appoint the unborn daughter of the scholar's family. With such a father and mother, the appointment of the daughter can't be wrong!

It's good now, he was born right or wrong, digging the corner of the scholar's house, he can't dig it!Waiting for the daughter of the scholar's family, I can't wait... The little fat man is worried...

"Alas!" He sighed, stood up, took the big plate from his father's hand, and signaled him to sit down.

Chen Maochang sat on the chair where his son was kneeling just now, and just as he sat down, the little fat man's butt fell on his lap.

Putting the plate containing the pumpkin seeds on the windowsill, the chubby man started eating the seeds again, cracked one and peeled it, and stuffed the seeds into his father's mouth with his backhand: "It's hard to find a good woman!"

Chen Maochang chewed the melon seeds his son peeled, thinking about what he said, and nodded: "No...no...no...it's easy to find!"

"It's easy to find?" The little fat man turned around to make fun of his father's stuttering: "It's easy to find you, are you still naked?"

"Bastard... bastard!" Chen Maochang smiled and slapped his son.

"Hey!" The little fat man shrank his head and smiled, then peeled another melon seed and stuffed it into his mouth: "Actually, 27 is not too big. Look at you, you are over 40, and you don't look old."

Thirty tofu dregs for women, 41 flowers for men, Chen Maochang also thinks he is still young, so he likes to hear what his son says.

"Two...27...seven...not too big." He expressed his attitude.

"It's not that big?" The little fat man stopped what he was doing and turned around to look at his father.

Chen Maochang nodded without saying a word.

"That works!" The melon seeds in his hand with the skins were stuffed in for his father: "You also grind the food." He got up and dragged out the small wooden box with the bamboo hat on under the table, grabbed a handful of money and Often run outside.

"What...what...to go?" Chen Maochang grabbed his son's collar as soon as he got up, and the little fat man couldn't run away.

"Oh, Dad! Why don't you understand? I want to get along with my future mother-in-law first..." He pouted out the window.

There is a table at the entrance of Maochangji on the opposite side, and the newly arrived dried noodles are coded on it.The scholar lady stood behind the table and greeted the guests. There was a group of people around the table. They watched a lot, but no one paid for it...

"Oh." Chen Maochang nodded: "No... no... not bad! Can... let go of... airs!"

He didn't expect that woman to put down her figure as a talented lady and start a business in the street, and there was no slight expression on her face, as if she was born to do business.

"Hey!" As soon as he lost his mind here, his hands loosened, the little fat man slid away and ran out. Chen Maochang looked over from the window and saw his son running in a straight line to the opposite side...

"Promising...promising!" As he praised his son, Chen Maochang felt desolate in his heart: his son still has to wait until he is 27, and the family will have two bachelors in the future...

The buddy of Maochangji had already helped unload the goods, because it was a purchase, so Su Xiazhi directly collected the money and kept the bank notes close to him, the sense of solidity of having money is self-evident.

After the goods were delivered and the money was collected, she was supposed to have nothing to do.But Su Xiazhi didn't go back, but after wandering around Maochangji for a while, he went to the shopkeeper and asked for a table, and put the stall at the door.

(End of this chapter)