"No, Yuchen wants to follow mother." Su Yuchen grabbed Jiang Qingran's sleeves with both hands and acted coquettishly.
"Okay, then just follow mom." Ma Siyan warned her several times before she drove the bullock cart to buy some clothes.
Jiang Qingran took Su Yuchen to the cake shop based on his original memory.
She lifted her right leg into the pastry shop and was kicked out.
"No matter what kind of virtue you have, you are worthy of joining our shop." The waiter looked at Jiang Qingran arrogantly.
"You are really looking down on people. Why do you have so many pastry shops? How come fairies come down to earth and don't allow people to come near them?" Jiang Qingran asked back.
A waiter selling pastries looks down on his customers, so you know this shop isn't that good either.
"How can you, a rustic countryman, have the nerve to enter our shop? Our shop only welcomes rich people." The waiter looked down on Jiang Qingran, who was wearing coarse clothes.
"I'm a coward and you are more coward than me. You are poorer than anyone else. You look down on the customers who come into the shop. It shows that the pastries made in your shop don't taste that good." Jiang Qingran had dozens of taels of silver on her and didn't want to spend a penny on her entry. This Wangli pastry shop.
The waiter pointed at Jiang Qingran and was speechless.
Su Yuchen stepped forward and slapped the waiter's hand away, then stepped back and said, "You ugly monster, don't bully my mother."
The waiter ignored the pain in his hand and gritted his teeth: "Who do you think is ugly?"
"You said you are who you are, with bumps on your face and as ugly as a toad." Su Yuchen pointed at the waiter.
"Wait for me." The waiter ran into the lobby, and after a while a middle-aged man wearing brown clothes came out.
The middle-aged man looked shrewd, and he knew at first glance that it would be difficult to deal with him.
Jiang Qingran sat on the ground, clapped her thighs with both hands and shouted: "Everyone, come and take a look, the waiter is bullying me, an old lady who brought her stupid son to buy cakes."
"You, you're talking nonsense." The waiter looked at the shopkeeper who looked down and explained, "Shopkeeper, he lied."
"Did I lie? Does God have any justice?
I took my silly boy into a shop to buy pastries, but he refused to let us in. He thought the fabric we were wearing was not good and that we were country bumpkins. He also threatened that we were not worthy of entering their Wangli pastry shop.
He said that their Wangli Pastry Shop only welcomes wealthy people.
I really don’t understand, why should we argue about the status of a pastry at this year’s age? Jiang Qingran shouted at the top of her lungs, attracting many passers-by.
When shopkeeper Wangli saw how big the matter was, he glared at the waiter and said with a smile: "Sir, this is our fault, please don't worry about it."
"Don't care? I've been hurt physically and mentally. You asked me not to care, so I won't care? Do you really think I'm stupid as an old woman?
What's wrong with my clothes? Doesn't mean I can't afford pastries.
I want to wear whatever fabric I want to wear. Who stipulates that I have to wear good fabric when I enter your house to buy pastries?
Find that person and see if I stop using his mouth. "
The shopkeeper of Wangli Pastry Shop had a smile on his face.
The girl in front of her looks like she has just left the palace, but she is actually a woman as old as her son.
Seeing her yelling at the top of her lungs, like a shrew scolding the street, she is not easy to deal with at first glance.
I am afraid that today's test cannot be fooled by just a few words.
Wangli Pastry Shop slapped the waiter on the back of the head, "You still haven't apologized to this guest."
"Wait a minute, I don't think he really knows he was wrong and is apologizing to me.
Old woman, although I am a woman, I don't force myself. Who asked me to wear the cheapest coarse clothes and not be able to enter your shop? "Jiang Qingran mocked.
The shopkeeper of Wangli Pastry Shop couldn't get off the stage, and with a flash of fierceness in his eyes, he said to please: "Sir, what pastry do you want to buy? How about my favor?"
"No, if I ask you to invite me, why don't you accuse me of taking advantage of me later?" Jiang Qingran did not ignore Wangli Pastry Shop's sinister look.
She turned around and saw that there was another pastry shop opposite Wangli Pastry Shop, and deliberately read loudly to the opposite pastry shop, "Happy Day Pastry Shop, the name is good, it sounds festive."
I guess the waiter at this pastry shop would not look down on an old woman wearing coarse cloth. "
Jiang Qingran took Su Yuchen to the Happy Pastry Shop opposite to buy pastries.
The waiter, who was craning his neck to watch the excitement, saw Jiang Qingran and Su Yuchen approaching the shop, and said with a warm smile: "Sir, welcome to our shop to buy pastries.
Our shop has a wide variety of pastries. Customers can tell me what pastries they want to buy and the price point, and I will help them make reference. "
"I'll bring two packages of hibiscus cake, two packages of mung bean cake, two packages of osmanthus cake, and two packages of walnut cake."
"Okay, Sir, please wait a moment, I'll go get it right now." The waiter didn't expect that the woman who was quarreling with the pastry shop opposite would be so generous and ask for so many packages of pastries at once.
The waiter wrapped up the cakes and said, "Sir, hibiscus cakes cost ten cents a piece.
Osmanthus cake, mung bean cake, and walnut cake cost one yuan and five cents respectively, and a pack costs twenty yuan.
Sir, these kinds of cakes total one tael of silver. "
Jiang Qingran asked Su Yuchen to take the cake, and then took out a tael of silver and handed it to the waiter.
The waiter happily accepted the money and said, "Sir, please go slowly. If you need anything, you are welcome to come to our pastry shop next time."
Jiang Qingran walked out of the pastry shop and left in front of Wangli Pastry Shop in a swaggering manner.
It didn't matter whether the shopkeeper of Wangli Pastry Shop would retaliate against her.
"Mom, I've finished buying the cloth." Ma Siyan was at the designated location, sitting on the bullock cart waiting for Jiang Qingran and her son.
She saw two people come back to report the situation.
Surprised, he took the cake from Su Yuchen's hand and asked, "Mom, did you buy too many cakes?"
"Not much. Go home and tell your elder brother that no one among them is allowed to go in when they pass by Wangli Pastry Shop. Also, I'm worried that they will retaliate." Jiang Qingran recounted the unfair treatment he received at Wangli Pastry Shop.
"Mom, I understand." Ma Siyan asked while driving the bullock cart, "Mom, do you want to tell your uncle about this?"
"No need, I'll trouble Qing'an with everything, your little uncle will be exhausted.
If we pay more attention, he can't do anything to us.
He hired people to beat us, and we groped his house, shaved off the hair on his head, and made him shameless in public. "Jiang Qingran raised a sinister smile on his lips.
Ma Siyan nodded, her tone and way of speaking were her mother-in-law's usual way.
Her mother-in-law always acts recklessly no matter what she does. It seems that her mother-in-law did not just say it with her words when she said she should change.
His attitude towards their sisters-in-law these days is enough to prove everything.
The bullock cart moved forward slowly, and Jiang Qingran thought to himself that he should bring a stick with him next time.
I have some business on my hands, it's easy to do.
She has no business and lacks confidence, which affects her performance.
The bullock cart was walking and was stopped by someone.
Jiang Qingran took a bad look and whispered to Su Yuchen and his wife: "If we fight for a while, just kick them to the lower body.
Don't worry, just kick the bad girl and pay her back.
You are mainly going to be ruthless, so don’t be afraid. "
She was not sure if the five or six people who looked like gangsters in front of her were the people hired by the owner of Wangli Pastry Shop to make trouble for her?
