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The next day
Liang Hongmei avoided Du Guangjun, so she didnât go to the store. She went to Shen Qingâs house to bring Little Star home. She was focused on taking care of the child at home.
Lin Wan and Zhang Shuhua went out early in the morning to handle matters at the store.
On Ye Qingâs side, she intentionally let Mei Langchi take her and her son to stroll in the street in the afternoon. They bought quite a few jewelry items, food, and daily necessities.
On the street, they happened to meet Lin Wan riding a tricycle. The back was packed with lots of wires and pipes.
Mei Langchiâs gaze deepened, as he pondered for a while before saying, "Howâs Han Yiâs wifeâs hot pot restaurant doing now?"
Ye Qingâs eyes lit up, and she said, "Business is good; they earn at least a little over ten thousand a year. Also, Lin Wan recently opened a garment workshop. The whole family is thriving."
"Just that restaurant can make ten thousand a year?" Mei Langchi was a bit surprised.
"Ten thousand is just a rough estimate; it could be even more than this amount. Why is Langchi asking about this?"
Mei Langchi looked up at Lin Wan, who was gradually vanishing into the crowd in the distance, and said, "I donât want Han Yi to have it too easy."
Ye Qingâs eyes gleamed sneakily, and she said, slightly intentionally, "Theyâve hired quite a few employees at the hot pot restaurant. Recently, I heard from people at the office that the government now stipulates a maximum of seven private employees, but they have at least eight."
Mei Langchi smiled. He continued leading Ye Qing and the child to the department store, feeling good and bought several sets of clothes for Ye Qing. Including some for Qiu Hualan.
Ye Qing understood Mei Langchiâs intention, so she didnât mention it explicitly; some things are better left unsaid.
In the evening, Mei Langchi discreetly brought up the matter, hinting at reporting it once he was gone.
Tomorrow, he planned to find someone to handle it, ensuring Lin Wanâs hot pot restaurant wouldnât be able to continue operating.
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Z City Courtyard.
Mu Guomin had been in high spirits lately because his daughter had climbed the Mei Family tree.
Joyful events refreshed oneâs spirit; he had intentionally chatted with Mei Lang Jun several times and found that Mei Lang Jun was quite polite to him.
Mu Guomin calculated in his mind, planning to mention to Mei Lang Jun about his daughter Qingqing in a few days. Who knew today, one of Mu Qingâs colleagues met him and congratulated him.
At the time, he was quite confused, not understanding the meaning.
He listened for a long while to find out that Qingqing had registered their marriage.
Mu Guominâs first thought was that Qingqing and the Mei Family boy secretly got their marriage certificate. This made him jubilant; he hummed a tune all the way, intending to find Mu Qing and ask for details.
Unexpectedly, he ran into Mu Qingâs boss. It was Mei Lang Jun. Mu Guomin couldnât hide his joy; he walked up and patted Mei Lang Junâs shoulder saying, "Lang Jun, you guys, such a big thing, how come you didnât discuss it with the family? You should have let both parents meet in advance, right?"
Mei Lang Jun was a bit stunned by Mu Guominâs sudden action, avoided such intimate gestures, and shyly smiled, "Mr. Mu, Iâm a bit confused by what you said, could you clarify?"
Mu Guomin wasnât upset, instead, he laughed and said, "Son-in-law, donât play dumb with me; I know all about you and Qingqing. With the certificate in hand, whatâs left to hide? Do you have time tonight? Let Qingqing bring you home for a visit; after all, you should know the way, right?"
"What?" Mei Lang Jun laughed, quickly explaining, "Mr. Mu, there might be some misunderstanding; Qingqing and I havenât registered, you know."
"..." Mu Guomin froze, raised his shoulder, and said, "Not registered? Then who did she submit the report with?"
"...Oh, you mean this? The report was filed under Lin Yinghui; this person is my..." Before he could say "sworn brother," he saw Mu Guominâs look darken and he turned to head towards Mu Qingâs office.
Leaving Mei Lang Jun scratching his head in confusion, suddenly realizing, he clapped his hands and said, "Oh no."
Lin Wan had been busy the whole day; previously, she had built a barbecue oven for Uncle Jinâs family, so she specially invited Uncle Jin to call him over. After explaining for a whole morning, they finally finalized the oven plans.
In order not to make it too hot in the summer, first, they made the chimney larger allowing heat to escape from above. Secondly, the oven was made double-layered; one layer was soil cultivation, outside was another layer of soil cultivation with thin stone sheets. Airspace acts as insulation, preventing excessive heat diffusion indoors.
"Xiao Wan, youâre simply too clever. You know more than the bricklayers; you didnât see how impressed the bricklayer was just now." Zhang Shuhuaâs biggest fortune in life is to have met such a good friend like Lin Wan.