Chapter 112: The reborn of paranoid boss cannon fodder wife
Chapter 112: Confusion and Restlessness
Unable to communicate! This guy must be obsessed with the child.
Not only deceiving a seven-year-old, but also deceiving oneself.
White Lu felt uncomfortable under the gaze of Xiao Cheng, pursed her lips, and turned back to lie down.
Just as she lay down, a large hand came over her waist.
A slightly cool touch, close to the skin through the clothes.
White Lu subconsciously shrunk, then turned around the next second, breaking the illusion: "There is no child here."
Surprisingly, Xiao Cheng didn't get too close to her. He still lay in his position.
It was just his hand reaching over. Hearing her words, his eyebrows slightly frowned, "The blanket fell."
Without stopping, he pulled back the white blanket that had fallen to the side of the bed and covered her with it.
Since the blanket had fallen too far, he had to get a little closer to reach it. His hand continued to stretch behind her, and his calm and cold face was close.
The close, brisk breath hit White Lu's face.
Her face, already turning pink, suddenly burned red. Her eyelashes trembled in confusion, and in a hurry, she wrapped herself in the blanket and moved back to the side.
"Thank you."
She turned away again.
Leaving only a big zongzi-shaped figure, covered with a blanket on the bed, a pure white zongzi.
Xiao Cheng's eyes dimmed slightly, staring at the zongzi for a while, saying nothing, and turning off the light.
The moon rises above the willow tips, and the stars are scattered across the sky.
The big white zongzi on the bed got bigger.
...
Xiao Wei, under the useless comfort of his eldest brother and sister-in-law, finally accepted the fact that his nephew might not come for the time being.
Returning to normal, eating obediently, and going to school obediently.
However, from time to time, he would sigh while looking at Bai Lu's belly, with a look of expectation and sadness in his small eyes.
As if saying, when will the nephew come back?
Bai Lu could only give him more food, let him eat enough, and not think about the nephew.
In recent days, the new house of Wu Xiuyun can be painted and decorated. Xiao Cheng didn't go and arranged everything inside and outside, leaving it to Luo Shiliu and others to take care of.
The ten-day period for the cedar has arrived, and Xiao Cheng needs to contact the logging team to cut wood on the mountain and transport it down.
After returning to the hometown for Qingming and ancestral worship, and after the chestnut purchase, in order to change the lives of the people in the mountainous Xiao family, Xiao Cheng's cedar is temporarily piled up in front of the ancestral hall square, and no one has any objections.
Xiao Hongbo thanked Xiao Cheng for the ten-day period. He would go up the mountain every day to help check the progress of logging, so Xiao Cheng didn't have to go to the countryside every day, which saved a lot of time and effort.
Xiao Cheng also brought a lot of sugar-roasted chestnuts to the countryside and distributed them to the Xiao family villagers who had cooperated.
Wu Lu said that she wanted the villagers to know that the chestnuts were bought and not wasted.
Every single chestnut is cherished.
The simple and kind villagers will only trust her and Xiao Cheng for a long time with such trust.
She has her own set of theories on human relations.
Xiao Cheng has seen substantial high returns, naturally, he will not dismiss her ideas, although it is a bit troublesome.
Li Hongying has come to the town several times and has a good relationship with Bai Lu. Seeing Xiao Cheng taking sugar-roasted chestnuts to the countryside, she can roughly guess the reason and enthusiastically helps distribute and speak.
Only then did Xiao Cheng escape the encirclement of the aunts and uncles who greeted him warmly.
Go to visit the river transport team, communicate, open up various channels, and prepare for the cedar to be transported out of the province.
Li Chengbin's people are still lying in the hospital. The five sales channels of sugar-roasted chestnuts have not been targeted for the time being. The money is rolling in, and Bai Lu calculates and smiles every day.
It won't take long to reach thirty thousand yuan.
At that time, with no debts and a light body, you can do whatever you want, and if you don't want to do anything, you won't do anything.
That is true freedom.
Wu Xiuyun's new house was completed in a hurry before the chosen auspicious day for relocation. The housewarming banquet was held, inviting relatives and friends to congratulate the new home.
Bai Lu and Xiao Cheng were also invited, as well as all the members of the construction team who had built and decorated the house.
Wu Xiuyun and Yu Fugui will do what they say, and no one is left out. Neighbors also came to help.
Business partners with transactions were also invited, including colleagues who had thought about selling sugar-roasted chestnuts.
This banquet brought three joys: the joy of moving to a new home, the joy of opening up broader sales for sugar-roasted chestnuts, and the joy of expanding Bai Lu's network and making business connections.
The local custom of inviting neighbors to help prepare for the banquet the night before was followed. They came to help prepare meat and vegetables, clean vegetables, fruits, tableware, split wood, and move tables and chairs.
Wu Xiuyun specifically asked Bai Lu to come on the day of the banquet and introduced her to business partners for conversation.
Neighbors didn't say much. After all, there was Xiao Cheng in Bai Lu's house, and everyone knew the situation.
Doing business on the street still relies on reputation.
If you annoy the local bullies, get kicked out of the new town, and go to other towns to pay stall fees, it would be a loss. Anyway, washing vegetables is not a difficult task. It's not too much to have one more or less Bai Lu. One less Bai Lu doesn't matter.
While working, the atmosphere was good, chatting about family affairs and happiness. When it came to sitting down for the meal, some people talked about the delicious sugar-roasted chestnuts from Aunt Wu's fruit stall and praised Bai Lu's craftsmanship.
But someone couldn't stand it.
Retorting sharply, "Can you praise good and bad craftsmanship? You haven't seen what real craftsmanship is. Someone like Bai Lu, roasting delicious chestnuts for those close to her, and roasting tasteless sugar-roasted chestnuts for new cooperating people. What kind of business is this? Isn't this completely treating people as fools!"
This table was scattered guests who came later, and they didn't know each other well, not sure about the facts.
Someone asked, "I heard that Bai Lu is a good person. Where did you hear this news? Don't tell me you're jealous of Bai Lu's good chestnut sales and deliberately slander her?"
After all, just a few days ago, there was the incident of a stubble-faced man overturning Aunt Wu's fruit stall on the street. Everyone was not a fool.
They wouldn't make conclusions lightly just by listening to a few sentences.
A woman who went to the bathroom and was about to
sit back at Bai Lu's table slowed down.
"Do I need to slander her?" Chen Chunli leaned on her big belly and sat back, looking disdainful.
"You haven't seen the two-faced Bai Lu. She has one set of behavior in front of people and another behind their backs. My family Wang Hao is good friends with Xiao Cheng, six or seven years of brotherhood! I went to negotiate with Bai Lu for cooperation in selling sugar-roasted chestnuts. Bai Lu didn't even offer me a sip of water, and the sugar-roasted chestnuts she gave me tasted bad. They were many times worse than Aunt Wu's. No one would buy them!"
"I advise you guys, if you have the idea of selling sugar-roasted chestnuts, it's better to cut it off early. Otherwise, you'll be sold and you won't even know how much money you owe. You'll be fooled without even realizing it."
"Really? I think Wang Cuihua is doing pretty well selling them. Wang Cuihua has been wearing new clothes every day lately and says selling sugar-roasted chestnuts is making money. Can sugar-roasted chestnuts that taste bad sell well?" Someone said half-believingly.
Chen Chunli saw a figure passing quickly outside the table, shouted loudly, "Wang Cuihua!"
"You come and tell everyone whether sugar-roasted chestnuts sell well!"
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