Chapter 26
Transmigrating to the 80s to Become Stepmom to Five Bigwigs
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The mushrooms and pickled vegetables had all been stir-fried and were very fragrant. Although her buns werenât meat buns, they were bigger and cheaper than meat buns.
When everyone heard Mu Jingzhe calling for customers and saw that the buns seemed quite delicious, they bought one to try them.
Even Tang Moling had found the buns delicious, so they were naturally pretty good. Unless one particularly disliked the taste of pickled vegetables or mushrooms, they would find these buns delicious.
If one found steamed plain buns tasteless, one could add some fermented beancurd.
They tasted even better with homemade fermented beancurd.
The people who came to sell things were all from different villages. Everyone knew each other, but they couldnât bear to eat food from other stalls. Still, they came over to buy some buns after hearing that they were delicious.
The sales that day were pretty good. They finished selling all the buns that they had prepared.
Apart from the original bun storeâs owners, who rolled their eyes at them, everyone else was pretty nice.
Li Zhaodi hadnât expected that the buns would sell so well. She was so excited that she couldnât be bothered to nag Mu Jingzhe about not getting married.
âIf the buns sell so well every time we come to the market, we could make quite a lot of money in a year.â
âYes, we can also sell them nearby on market day.â
They could also go to the townâs market day nearby, but it was further away and they would have to travel an hour longer.
However, this distance was nothing for diligent farmers. Li Zhaodi waved a hand.
âThen letâs go there to sell them!â
The arduous journey of waking up early and working until late at night to sell steamed buns began. They would push their homemade tricycle, leaving the house before dawn and coming back only when the sky had turned dark.
It wasnât so bad now, as the weather was still warm. If it was winter, they would probably have frozen to death.
In addition, they had to make preparations. Over the course of these two days, they werenât able to sleep for more than a few hours.
However, Li Zhaodi didnât complain. She wasnât afraid of hard work. âThereâs nothing that doesnât require hard work. Planting crops is even harder. Selling steamed buns is much better. While you sell them, you can sit down and earn money. It beats working in the fields.â
Seeing that they were working hard, Mu Teng came to help. Even Mu Han wanted to give them a hand.
After selling buns for a month, Mu Jingzhe calculated and gave half of the earnings to Li Zhaodi. Li Zhaodi didnât want it initially and was forced by Mu Jingzhe to take the money.
âMom, you and Dad will have to come whenever Iâm busy. Just keep it.â
Now that she had some capital, Mu Jingzhe found the time to go to the city to purchase supplies.
She bought some fabric and prepared to make a new set of clothes for the children. They each had only one set, and there was not much for them to change into.
Also, their shoes were either too small or worn out.
This time, Mu Jingzhe didnât forget to make a set for Li Zhaodi, Mu Teng, and Mu Han as well.
Previously, Li Zhaodi had praised the childrenâs clothes in an envious tone. However, Mu Jingzhe had taken it to heart and felt a little guilty for not making a set for them.
This trip to the city used up the money she had earned by selling buns, but it was a fruitful trip.
Mu Jingzhe went to the city and negotiated a business deal by using some new design samples. She handed over the hair ornaments she had made this time and earned back the money she had spent.
While making hair ornaments, she went with Li Zhaodi to sell the buns twice. After that, Mu Jingzhe decided not to sell buns for the time being.
âMom, from now on, you and Dad will be the only ones selling the buns. You guys should be familiar with how to sell them by now. You made most of the buns anyway. I really donât have the energy anymore.â
Selling buns was a more suitable business idea for Li Zhaodi and Mu Teng.
âIf youâre not free, Iâll help. This business is viable. You have to continue it.â Mu Teng had considered the long-term plan.
âDad, if business is good, then you and Mom should continue working hard.â She didnât want them to have to put up with Old Madam Mu picking on them.
âIâve got a lot to do. Besides, with me away all the time, thereâs no one to take care of the childrenâs meals. I canât keep leaving them buns to steam.â
Shao Dong and the others didnât object much. It was good to have buns to eat, for the buns were delicious.
However, Mu Jingzhe didnât think it was a good idea.
During this period of time, Mu Jingzhe had been getting along quite well with them. Little Bei was close to her, Shao Dongâs attitude had changed, and Shao Nan was smiling widely again.
The only person who hadnât changed much was Shao Xi. He had been watching coldly, feeling that Mu Jingzheâs thoughts were sincere and that she was trying to win peopleâs hearts.
If Mu Jingzhe knew that Shao Xi thought of her this way, she might laugh out loud.
She really wanted to have the ability to win people over.
âXiao?Wu1, be careful so you donât fall.â
After Mu Jingzhe finished preparing lunch, she saw Shao Zhong chasing after the little chicks in their house and quickly warned him.
Now that they had gotten more familiar with each other, Shao Zhong finally didnât push Mu Jingzhe away so much and quickly nodded.
During this period, Shao Zhong had become livelier and bolder, but he still couldnât speak.
Mu Jingzhe had talked to him quite a bit and tried to get him to speak, but to no avail.
Mu Jingzhe knew that she couldnât rush things or pressure Shao Zhong too much. All she could do was tease him from time to time.
âXiao Wu, count the little chicks.â
The yellow, tender little chicks had just hatched not long ago. In the future, when they grew bigger, it would be just nice for the family to eat them. Li Zhaodi had specially made her hen hatch these chicks.
These were Xiao Wuâs favorite playmates, and he would chase after them every day. He would fight to feed the chicks twice a day, in the morning and at night. He knew that Mu Jingzhe didnât like chicken poop, so he rarely let the chickens into the courtyard or the house. He would clean up when he saw that theyâd dirtied the place.
Mu Jingzhe had assigned him the task of keeping an eye on the little chicks, so he started counting seriously.
He knew how to count and quickly ran over to Mu Jingzhe. He stretched out his hands and raised two fingers, indicating that there were twelve chicks and not a single one was missing.
âXiao Wu, you are amazing⦠Oh, your siblings are back. Letâs eat first.â
Then, Mu Jingzhe discovered that Shao Xi hadnât returned with them.
âWhereâs Shao Xi? Is he on duty?â
âNo. The teacher made him stay behind.â
âWhy?â Mu Jingzhe frowned. âCould it be the Chinese language teacher again?â
She remembered that the last time Shao Xi had misspelled a word, he had been punished to copy it 100 times.
âMm.â
âWhat was the reason this time?â
âI donât know. The teacher only made him stay behind.â Shao Dong shook his head.
âAuntie, the teacher has already asked Second Brother to stay behind several times,â Little Bei added.
âHow many times has it been? I thought that was the only time.â
Mu Jingzhe could tell from their expressions that it was something that had happened while sheâd been away selling buns, but theyâd kept it from her.
âSecond Brother forbade me to tell you.â Little Bei stole a glance at Shao Dong and spoke quietly.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âIâll go take a look.â
When she got to the school, all the students were gone, leaving only the teachers who hadnât left behind.
Mu Jingzhe found Shao Xiâs classroom. As she approached, she heard slapping sounds. It was the sound of the teacher slapping Shao Xiâs palm.
âAre you going to write it? Do you know how to write it?â
Mu Jingzhe knew the teacher. His name was Zhang Fei, and he taught Chinese. He was the only young male teacher in the school and he had a good relationship with the only young female teacher, Mu Xue.
When theyâd met previously, she had thought that he was cultured. Why was he so scary in private?
Upon seeing Shao Xiâs flushed face, Mu Jingzhe hurriedly ran over.
âStop!â
Zhang Fei turned around and frowned. âWhat?â
Mu Jingzhe stepped forward to check on Shao Xiâs swollen palm. âWhy did he hit you so badly?â
The moment Shao Xi saw her, his expression changed. He felt embarrassed and didnât want her to see it, but how could he escape?
His hands were already trembling from the pain, and he was on the verge of crying out of anxiousness due to his inability to break free.