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"Shen Baolan, if you have time to talk to me here, you might as well go back and eat more good food."

Shen Baolan stared at her blankly, "What do you mean?"

"The literal meaning is, remember it, eat more good things."

After speaking, Shen Mingzhu kicked the person out on the grounds of work.

Shen Baolan stood at the door of the food factory. She wanted to go in and ask Shen Mingzhu for clarification, but the gatekeeper wouldn't let her in at all.

She had to go home first and set up a stall.

When setting up the stall, Shen Baolan couldn't help but ponder what Shen Mingzhu said.

Let her eat more good things, she doesn't believe Shen Mingzhu has such good intentions.

There must be other intentions.

Shen Baolan thought and thought, but she couldn't figure it out, so she simply went to the vendor selling oil fruits at a nearby stall.

"Guan Erniang, if someone says to you, let you eat something good, what does that mean?"

Guan Erniang rolled her eyes at her and said, "I don't even understand this. I'll curse you."

Shen Baolan was a little confused, "What can you say?"

"You saw the show on TV. Didn't all the prisoners on death row have a good meal before they were beheaded? If they give you a good meal, that means you are about to die. What if they don't curse you?"

Shen Baolan suddenly realized.

You Shen Mingzhu, how dare you curse me.

She was so angry that she wanted to go to Shen Mingzhu to settle the score.

But then I thought about it, Shen Mingzhu dreamed about the future like her, could it be that he was not cursing her, but that she was really going to die?

On a sunny day, Shen Baolan felt like she had been poured with ice water, dripping with cold sweat.

On the contrary, she did not dare to go to Shen Mingzhu.

She was afraid that the answer she heard would be the same as she expected.

"Why did you close the stall so early today? It's all sold out?"

In the family courtyard, Ma Sufen couldn't help but wonder when she saw Shen Baolan coming back from work at three o'clock.

Shen Baolan didn't seem to hear anything and pushed the snack cart directly into the carport. She didn't even pack the tools and things before carrying her money bag and went upstairs to go home.

Ma Sufen looked at her as if she had lost her soul. She thought she might be sick, so she led her grandson back with her.

When I got home, I saw Shen Baolan lying on her side on the bed, motionless.

Ma Sufen showed rare concern, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

"Mom, I want to be quiet."

Why do I want Jingjing again? Who is this Jingjing?

Ma Sufen said nothing, but she was muttering secretly in her heart.

When he came back to his senses, he saw his grandson opening the money bag that Shen Baolan had thrown on the sofa, tearing up the notes and playing with them as if they were paper.

"Hey, my little ancestor, stop it quickly!"

After sending her grandson away to play with other things, Ma Sufen counted the money bags and found that there were more than usual, and she felt quite happy.

She had no complaints about Shen Baolan finishing work early and going home to lie down. She even thought about cooking something delicious to replenish Shen Baolan at night.

Only when you are healthy can you continue to earn money at home.

It's just that Ma Sufen didn't know that Shen Baolan hid half of the money he spent to set up a stall. Today, he had something on his mind and didn't bother to hide it, so he had more money.

……

Shen Baolan stayed in bed for two days, not thinking about tea or food. She didn't even eat her favorite stewed pig's trotters, nor did she go out to earn money.

How can this go on?

If you work at the stall for one day, you can earn less than 20 yuan. If you don't work at the stall for two days, you can earn 40 yuan less.

"Baolan, what happened to you?"

"Mom, I feel bad."

"If you don't feel well, let's go to the hospital for a checkup."

Shen Baolan burst into tears and cried while holding Ma Sufen, "Mom, if I die, what will happen to my Yuanbao? Woohoo..." She is going to die.

She is going to die.

She is going to die.

She hasn't lived enough yet, why is her life so miserable?

The more Shen Baolan thought about it, the sadder she became, her tears flowing like the water of the Yangtze River.

Ma Sufen touched her forehead and thought it wasn't hot, so she was talking nonsense.

Could it be that something happened?

Ma Sufen immediately went out and invited Ma Xiangu to her home.

"Xiangu, please take a look at Baolan. She has been lying on the bed for two days and she is still talking nonsense. Could it be that she is suffering from evil spirits?"

Ma Xiangu walked up to Shen Baolan, and before she could ask any questions, Shen Baolan sat up from the bed and knelt down in front of Ma Xiangu.

"Xiangu, please help me, I don't want to die, please help me!"

Ma Xiangu looked her up and down and asked, "How did you know you were going to die?"

"It was Shen Mingzhu who said it. She said I was going to die."

Ma Sufen pricked up her ears and was curious as to why Shen Baolan had vowed that she would not live long. When she heard that it was Shen Mingzhu who said it, she almost fell down in anger.

"You idiot, do you believe what she said?" She couldn't help but cursed.

"It's true. She dreams, and what she dreams about is true. If she says I'm going to die, I'm definitely going to die."

Ma Sufen was so angry that she didn't know what to say and couldn't understand why her daughter-in-law was so stupid to believe Shen Mingzhu.

She politely sent Ma Xiangu out the door, turned around and went to Shenjiagou.

This matter must be sought from Shen Mingzhu for explanation.

But she had suffered losses with Shen Mingzhu, and she didn't want to do this.

Sure enough, as soon as she heard that her daughter was bullied by Shen Mingzhu, Liu Cuihua immediately went to the city.

……

"Mr. Shen, Liu Cuihua is here, shouting at the factory gate, saying that you bullied Shen Baolan and wants to ask you for an explanation."

Seeing Shen Mingzhu looking at her with a smile, Shen Hongmei was a little confused, "Mr. Shen, why are you smiling?"

Shen Mingzhu closed the pen cap and said: "You are much calmer now than before, and you no longer panic when things happen. I am very happy."

Shen Hongmei was slightly stunned.

When she was in the village, she was really afraid of Liu Cuihua. She felt that Liu Cuihua was like a tigress trying to eat people when she lost her temper.

But just now, she saw Liu Cuihua standing at the gate of the factory with her hands on her hips and cursing. Apart from curiosity, she didn't feel any nervousness or fear in her heart.

The food factory has grown from a small workshop with a few people to a company with hundreds of people now. It has also grown along the way, getting better and stronger.

Looking at Shen Mingzhu walking in front of her, Shen Hongmei's eyes were full of admiration and her steps became more determined.

When Shen Mingzhu arrived at the factory gate, the furious Liu Cuihua immediately pointed at her and cursed.

"Shen Mingzhu, you have nothing to do when you are full, why do you come to my Baolan and do nothing?"

Shen Mingzhu chuckled, "Aunt Cuihua, I never went to Shen Baolan. You said I was acting blind in front of Shen Baolan. Why don't I remember this?"

"You cursed my Baolan to have a short life. Why are you so vicious? Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"I never said a curse word."

"Don't think it's over if you don't admit it. Let me tell you, my Baolan was so frightened by you that she became sick and couldn't even get out of bed. You have to take responsibility! Otherwise I will go to the Public Security Bureau to sue you. Do you believe it or not?"

Shen Mingzhu couldn't help laughing.

She really wanted to teach Shen Baolan a lesson, but she didn't expect Shen Baolan to be so careless.

"You're still laughing. Do you think I'm joking with you? If I really go to the Public Security Bureau to sue you, you won't be able to live without me!"

Liu Cuihua changed the topic, "We are all from the same village, so I won't embarrass you. You can go and apologize to Baolan, and then pay a hundred and eighty yuan for nutritional expenses, etc., and forget about it."

Shen Mingzhu whispered, "Aunt Cuihua, please call the police." (End of Chapter)