Ma Chunlan's temper was not easy to get along with. Now that she was being pointed at and called stupid, her anger was provoked.
She carried her son, Tian Xiaohu, over and turned to sit on the small folding stool next to her. "Mom, are you scaring yourself too much?" She said in a mocking tone. "This was a society ruled by law. How could she, Song Yueliang, do as she pleased? Is she the god of the heavens?"
"She's not the emperor, but she's a lunatic! At the age of nineteen, she dared to take someone's life with a brick just because of a joke, and that person was her brother! She hit him on the head and left him in the hospital for half a month!" Mrs. Tian gritted her teeth and looked at Ma Chunlan with her old eyes dark and cold. "Do you think your life is tough enough? Or do you think you can afford the hospital?"
Ma Chunlan was speechless.
Ma Chunlan's back turned cold. She could only try to save some face with her words. "That little brat has long become a pile of bones. Even if she finds any clues, she won't be able to find any evidence. What can she do to us? "
Mrs. Tian lay down on the wire bed in the hall, closed her eyes, and no longer spoke.
The Tian family's living room fell silent.
Ma Chunlan looked at her son, who was fast asleep in her arms, and suddenly thought of the little brat she had pushed down the mountain.
At that time, she was swept down the mountain by a strange wind, and the matter was so strange that it scared her, causing her to not be able to confirm the little brat's condition.
After entering the city, she had not eaten or slept well for half a month. She was on tenterhooks, afraid that the police would come to her door one day.
It had been more than a month since the incident, and everything had been calm from beginning to end. Ma Chunlan's heart gradually calmed down.
The little rascal should have died at the bottom of the cliff and turned into a skeleton.
"I just went to the fruit market to buy watermelons. My god, the shop selling small Qilin watermelons is full of people and they're going crazy! How much do you think these sellers earn in a day?"
"I don't dare to say it. I'll be scared to death if I knew the amount. And the melons were also limited. If there's no limit ...."
The woman's idle chatter came from outside the door. Ma Chunlan was extremely annoyed and went over to close the door with a bang.
..
The wholesale market is in the west of the city, in the office on the third floor.
"Miss, a few more business partners have called to request a large order of the small Qilin melons. At this rate, our warehouse will be emptied in less than ten days." Mr. Dong handed the account book to Dong Wangshu, feeling both worried and happy.
The supply of small Qilin melons was in short supply, so as a wholesaler, he was naturally happy.
However, it wasn't a good thing to sell too quickly. If the signature product was sold out all at once, what would be the main selling point?
"Limiting the selling quantity, it must be limited! In the future, we'll only produce up to 4000 watermelons a day. Furthermore, these watermelons will be given to the large wholesalers on that day first. Each household will have a fixed supply of 500 watermelons a day."
Dong Wangshu looked at the daily income on the account book and couldn't stop smiling.
She knew that it was right to believe in Yue Yue.
Just the advertisement slogan of 'sending in a son and good fortune' and 'promoting wealth' alone, the small Qilin melon was a good gift.
Under the one-child policy, those who were about to give birth to children would buy a small Qilin melon to eat for themselves. These melons were meant for pregnant women, for their wives, for their daughter-in-law ... If it was you, would you buy it? Definitely! He would rather eat less meat than buy a melon!
Regardless of whether the meaning was true or not, there was comfort and hope in his heart.
Besides, when it came to giving blessings, urging for promotions, and visiting the bride, it was inevitable that he would send a small Qilin melon to the elders and leaders.
With face, he could also make the elders and leaders happy.
Moreover, the taste of the small Qilin melon was really amazing.
Therefore, when the small Qilin melon was on the market, there was only one word to describe it -- insanely.
First of all, these melons meant good blessings, and second of all, they were good gifts.
Thirdly, the melons were addicting since the taste was amazing!!
The small Qilin melons became famous overnight. With the popularity of the small Qilin melons, the sales of other fruits and vegetables in the Dong family's wholesale market had increased by a large margin.
Although no one could say what would happen in the future, but this quarter, the Dong family's wholesale performance had firmly suppressed their peers. If they could take advantage of this momentum, it would only be a matter of time before they became the leader of the wholesale market.
Dong Wangshu was so awesome that he picked up the phone and dialed,"Yue Yue, I've made a fortune these days! Can you guess how much I earn every day?"
On the other end, the woman's voice was faint. "After deducting the costs of packaging, transportation, and labor, you make about three Yuan a melon. You can buy a small piece of land in the industrial area in the north of the city from me. Do you need it, Wangwang?"
Dong Wangshu hung up the phone, "you can call me uncle. Goodbye!"
Snorting, Dong Wangshu continued to smile until her teeth could be seen.
On the account of her good fortune, she forgave her for being rude!
After repeatedly looking at the numbers in the account book several times, Dong Wangshu laughed out loud.
She saw countless big groups waving at her.
On the other side, after hanging up the phone, Song Yueliang looked up and saw a shelf selling children's clothing in the department store.
She had just gotten off work and walked into the department store when she passed by it.
The saleswoman behind the counter looked at the mobile phone in her hand and put on a warm smile. "Miss, would you like to look at children's clothing? The children's clothing that we sell is all imported from foreign trade. Whether it is the quality or the style, they are all first-class! I wonder if your family has a girl or a boy?"
"A girl." Song Yueliang paused. "Four and a half years old."
"What do you think of these? Princess dress, bright and cute colors, most little girls like this. We've already sold many sets!"
By the time they walked out of the department store, Song Yueliang's hands were already filled with bags of all sizes, all of which were clothes for little girls.
She got into the car and sat in the driver's seat. Song Yueliang didn't move for a long time.
In the end, she raised her hand to cover her eyes and laughed at herself.
What was she doing?
No matter how expensive and beautiful the things were, Qiqi would not want them.
All these things added together could not be compared to the shirt that Granny Zhang made for Qiqi.
The car started and drove away quickly in the noontime noise.
..
"Granny, what are we going to town for?"
On the front rail of the bicycle, Qiqi twisted her small body and talked to the old woman sitting in the back seat.
Chen Jianhe held the handle and held the little girl. "Qiqi, don't twist around. Be careful not to fall."
Qiqi quickly sat down obediently. She put her little hand on the handle, pursed her lips, and her eyes were bright.
In the back seat, Zhang Xifeng was all smiles. She was in an extremely good mood. "Let's go to town today to buy new clothes for Qiqi."
After selling the sweet potatoes, she would have some money in her hands. She would take advantage of today's market day to bring the child out to play.
Qiqi looked at the shirt she was wearing. "Granny, I have clothes. I don't need to buy them. I like the one you made for me."
"Which little kid doesn't like new clothes? The clothes sold in the town are pretty in color, and there are also small flowers."
"I think the one Granny made for me is the best."
The little girl had a shy and soft personality, but sometimes she could be extremely stubborn.
"This silly girl." Zhang Xifeng criticized him, but the smile at the corner of her eyes deepened.
The afternoon sun was very strong, as if it was going to grill people, but it could not stop the happy smiles on the three people's faces.