Shen Qingqian felt dizzy after hearing this, and felt very sad. How glorious was the Shen family in the past? Even if it is not wasted, it is not unaffordable.
Look now, even eating a meal of noodles is so fussy.
Shen Qingqian sighed helplessly: "Second sister and third sister, if the money is gone, we can make more money, but how long has it been since the family has eaten fine grains? My body cannot bear this situation."
Even if they could stand it, she almost couldn't. She has been here for so long and has not had a few meals of fine food. Sometimes she wonders if she is the worst time traveler in history.
And a meal of noodles is really not a problem. Even if Shan Mancheng is a loser, she can still make money by selling seasonings. It will not be a problem to take care of the family's food and clothing.
If it weren't for the rule that prisoners were not allowed to do business, she would have started selling condiments long ago.
However, this matter requires some planning, so there is no rush yet.
"This... that's okay." Shen Qingman looked at Shen Qingqian's small face, feeling sad and distressed, and couldn't say anything to stop him.
The sixth sister is so young, how has she ever suffered such hardships? well.
Shen Qingqian curled her lips and said, "Second sister, don't worry, I will make back what I used today."
"That's not what I meant...I'm here to help make the noodles." Shen Qingman wanted to say something, but felt that it would be useless, so he might as well do his best now.
Shen Qingxiao also murmured in her heart, fearing that Mrs. Wu would blame her when she came back, but when she saw Shen Qingqian taking out the flour, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva. Z.br>
The first thing Wu did when she came back that night was to check the things Shen Qingqian and the others had bought. She was slightly stunned when she saw the noodles on the table, and then she silently picked up her chopsticks and started eating the noodles.
After eating, she didn't let the whole family sit together to talk as usual, but went back to her cubicle alone.
Shen Qingqian secretly asked Shen Jun, "Second brother, what's wrong with auntie? Is there nothing going on in the fields today?"
"It's okay. Besides, the land belonging to the Chen family and the Liu family has been taken care of. Only the Yun family's land is left." Jun Shen was also a little confused.
Seeing this, Shen Qingman and Shen Qingxiao went to Wu's compartment together, but they both returned without success and came out and shook their heads at everyone.
Shen Qingqian thought for a while, "Let me go and take a look."
She stood outside the curtain of Wu's cubicle and called inside: "Auntie, can I come in?"
After a while, there was a reply from the room, "Sister Qian, come in."
Shen Qingqian then opened the curtain and entered the room.
At this time, Mrs. Wu was lazily leaning on the low couch made of a raft, looking very lethargic.
"Auntie, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Let me check for you." Shen Qingqian stepped forward and subconsciously checked her pulse.
Wu didn't know what she was thinking about. She didn't even ask why Shen Qingqian checked her pulse. She just held her hand and sighed, "Stop working, I just don't feel comfortable."
Shen Qingqian still calmly checked Wu's pulse, and was relieved to find that there was indeed nothing wrong with her. "Who offended you? I'll help you vent your anger."
Seeing her angry look, Mrs. Wu smiled and held her hand, "No one messed with me. It's just that you made noodles tonight. When I see you, I can't help but think of the old days of our family..."
Mrs. Wu recalled those days for a while, then pointed to the roof with a wry smile, "Look now, we don't even have a decent house. I met Wu Laosan in the opposite yard a while ago, and I heard that he built it himself There is a kiln that can make bricks, tiles, dishes, etc., so I was wondering if I could get some bricks and tiles from his place, but..."
Wu Laosan didn't buy the Wu family's account at all. He was timid and was afraid of getting into trouble. The small kiln was only for his own use and he never sold or lent anything.
"Isn't it just a brick kiln? I'll get one for our family someday. Don't worry, auntie, we can definitely live in a big house!" Shen Qingqian said with a smile.
