After quite a bit of cajoling, Little Huzi finally stopped crying. Meng Yunhan breathed a sigh of relief, only to suddenly smell a stink. She couldnât help but laugh and cry.
âYouâre too neat, crying after youâve dirtied yourself.â Meng Yunhan began to clean up her son, as well as the bedding.
âAre you hungry now?â Her son was looking at her with hazy eyes, which Meng Yunhan found so adorable that she bent down and kissed him.
After feeding Little Huzi and lulling him to sleep, Meng Yunhan then started cooking.
At this time, her parents-in-law hadnât come, and probably wouldnât.
So Meng Yunhan cooked the meat into double-cooked pork, made a soup, and of course, an egg cake.
Old Zhao knew today was his adoptive daughterâs birthday, so he closed the shop early and came home.
Once he got home and heard no other voices, he knew that the in-laws hadnât come.
Maybe they had forgotten that today was Hanhanâs birthday. No matter, he was here, her father, to celebrate with her.
Hearing footsteps in the courtyard, Meng Yunhan knew her father had returned and shouted out, âDad, youâre back. Dinner will be ready shortly.â
Old Zhao entered the kitchen and saw his daughter bustling about. With another person in the house, everything had changed.
âDad, try the cake I made. How does it taste?â
Meng Yunhan envisioned that once economical reforms took place, she would start a cake business. However, she will need to save money for an oven and a sealing machine.
None of these were problems, it just required time.
When winter arrived, and Little Huzi grew older, she would plant more vegetables in the space. This way, she could save some money when buying veggies in the winter.
With this in mind, she felt slightly more relaxed.
Old Zhao tasted it. After the first bite, his eyes brightened, âThis cake is tasty, itâd be even better if it could be sold in the supply and marketing cooperative.â Such delicious food would probably sell well, and Hanhan could even earn some money.
âHanhan, make more egg cakes tomorrow. Iâll see if we can sell them at the supply and marketing cooperative.â
Meng Yunhanâs eyes lit up. âI can make other things too, itâs just that we lack ingredients. For now, we can only make egg cakes.â
She was preparing for her future wealth.
âLetâs sell egg cakes in town.â Old Zhao had many thoughts. If his daughter could make other kinds, when the egg cakes no longer sold, she could switch to another. It all needed to happen gradually.
âOkay.â
Meng Yunhanâs eyes shone brightly. She had thought of some ways to make money.
Writing couplets, selling fruits and such. All of these were necessary for the New Year, along with some candy.
With the money earned from these, she could invest in opening a small factory.
Such was the benefit of being reborn. She had to take it slow, otherwise it would be too much.
The dinner table was laden with vegetables, soup, cake, and cooked rice.
âHanhan, happy birthday.â Old Zhao also handed Meng Yunhan a red envelope.
This was the first time Meng Yunhan had ever received a red envelope on her birthday. She was somewhat moved.
âThank you, dad.â
Looking at her reaction, Old Zhao said, âEat, eat.â
That meal was very heartwarming.
After lunch, Old Zhao went back to work.
Meng Yunhan was busy at home by herself.
âAhao, dad gave me a red envelope. For all the birthdays Iâve had, this is the first time I ever received a birthday red envelope. This morning, dad also made me a bowl of noodles and boiled an egg. I thought my parents-in-law would come but they didnât. Oh right, I have some exciting news to tell you. Dad said he would bring my egg cakes to the supply and marketing cooperative tomorrow to see if we could sell them there. If we can, our household will have a legitimate source of income.â
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