Dressed as a villain's wife

Although he didn't know why he was in his own home, Nan Zhi didn't ask much.

She was a little soft-hearted at first, and wanted to give that child a hand.

Although I don't know the process now, the result is good anyway.

When arriving at Sanweiju, Nanzhi was suddenly relieved to see the overcrowded scene.

"Guest officer, please come inside—" Liu Da came out to attract guests, and just as the three of them were invited in, he turned his head and saw Nan Zhi and Shen Zhiyu beside him.

"Employee?"

Nan Zhi nodded with a smile, seeing the overcrowded restaurant filled with indescribable excitement.

"Boss, are you alright? Come in, come in." Liu Da was also very excited. The business in the restaurant has been surprisingly good in the past seven days. Uncle Ping even settled the accounts for them. It's all so good, they can have six money just for the extra bonus!

Compared with other restaurants, this is many times better!

"Is Miaomiao there?"

Nanzhi led Zhiyu into the restaurant, looked around but did not see Shen Miaomiao, then asked.

"East Shen's family is here." Liu Da looked to see if Shen Miaomiao was there, and then remembered that she had left the restaurant just now.

After patting his forehead, he pointed outside: "Look at my memory, Mr. Shen's family just went out."

"Keep busy, I'll go to the backyard to have a look." Nan Zhi nodded, did not let Liu Da follow, and led Zhiyu to the backyard.

It was just after noon, and Anwazi and Lin Xiaoquan, two half-year-old boys in the backyard, were bustling with activity.

Seeing Nan Zhi coming in, An Wazi's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly called out, "Boss! How are you doing!"

"It's nothing, I've worked hard for you these days."

"It's good that it's okay. Is the boss looking for Uncle Ping? Uncle Ping is in the room." An Wazi grinned and pointed to the room.

Nan Zhi looked at their more proficient grilling movements, and was a little relieved.

Xiao Zhiyu became interested in the oven used by Anwazi and the others.

He didn't follow Nanzhi anymore, but obediently stood aside and watched them grill skewers.

"Little brother, what are you doing?" Lin Xiaoquan was busy turning over, and saw Xiao Zhiyu staring intently at the meat skewer in his hand.

Xiao Zhiyu looked at Lin Xiaoquan, didn't speak, just stood on the sidelines and watched.

An Wazi saw that Zhiyu was cute, and squeezed Lin Xiaoquan with a smile: "Brother Xiaoquan, do you think this younger brother looks like the doll with the New Year picture on your bedside?"

Lin Xiaoquan's face turned red all of a sudden, and he looked away.

His mother gave him a new year picture doll when he came out to look for work.

Said that there are many children in the family, I don't know how much help can be given to him, and the family does not allow him to send money back, as long as he can marry a daughter-in-law earlier and go back.

For some reason, he really put the doll portrait on the head of the bed.

"Dong Lin's family?" Uncle Ping was reconciling the account books in the room, and he raised his head when he saw someone coming in.

"Uncle Ping." Nan Zhi called out and sat in front of Uncle Ping.

"How is the restaurant these days?"

Uncle Ping didn't speak, but handed over the ledger.

After reading the accounts of the past few days, Nanzhi felt a little emotional.

Miaomiao manages the restaurant very well.

The restaurant's daily sales are now between three taels and five taels, and there are even two reservations for the banquet in April.

"Boss Shen's family manages the restaurant well." Uncle Ping said honestly.

From the moment he arrived at the restaurant, he could tell that neither of the owners had any experience in doing business.

Even the various matters of the restaurant were thought of by everyone.

Such a restaurant owner, I am afraid that the entire Xia Kingdom will not find a third one.

But the result was beyond his expectation.

"Well, I can see it." Seeing the wages settled in the booklet, Nanzhi looked very complicated.

Whether Miaomiao still has money, she can guess.

But where did she get that three taels of silver?

Nan Zhi clenched her hand slightly, feeling a little regretful.

I regret why I didn't save more money for flowers in the restaurant.

"Sister Nanzhi!" A pleasantly surprised voice sounded, and before Nanzhi could reply, she was already hugged completely.

"Miao Miao—" Nan Zhi wanted to speak, but stopped when he felt the drop of warmth.

Uncle Ping realized that something was wrong, he just pretended he didn't see it, got up and left the house.

Before leaving, he thoughtfully closed the door.

"Miaomiao, I'm fine." Nan Zhi patted Shen Miaomiao's back lightly with gentle eyebrows.

"You, how are you doing now?" The little girl sniffed and stopped crying.

"I'm fine." Nan Zhi shook her head and held her hand.

"It's fine, it's fine, I'm worried to death." The little girl giggled, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, looking a little funny.

"You have worked hard these few days." Nan Zhi looked at Shen Miaomiao with affirmative eyes.

"What's the matter, I'm just wandering around the restaurant." The little girl said in a relaxed tone, not going to talk about the wages.

"It was my negligence. The wages were supposed to be paid at No. 15, but I was so busy that day that I didn't even keep any money."

The smile on the little girl's face was slightly stiff, but she shook her head: "Sister Nanzhi, it's nothing."

"Miaomiao..."

"You pay more for the restaurant itself. I don't know what to do with my little money."

"You can't say that. We have already agreed in advance, and all these have to be carefully calculated." Nan Zhi shook his head.

At first, she wanted to share with Miaomiao fifty-fifty. Although her mother didn't support it, she didn't say anything.

As a result, Aunt Osmanthus was unwilling, and only ninety-one points were required. The two families talked about it, and finally settled on thirty-seven points.

She accounts for seven points, and she is also responsible for all the investment in the restaurant.

Shen Miaomiao accounted for three points, and she was mainly responsible for the restaurant's affairs on weekdays.

This kind of agreement is also some small concerns of Nanzhi.

She always felt that she was unlucky, and her initial plan was to let Shen Miaomiao be in charge when the restaurant stabilized.

So as not to implicate other people because of your own reasons.

After hearing Nan Zhi's words, Shen Miaomiao hesitated, but finally did not refuse.

When Twelve left, he left behind a sum of silver and the hairpin.

She didn't touch any money, because her relationship with Twelve hadn't been settled yet. If Twelve had other choices, she would return all the money.

The hairpin was given to her by Twelve.

Like a token of love.

"Sister Nanzhi, I pawned that money as a hairpin in exchange for it. I want to redeem it after the restaurant makes money." The little girl's eyes turned slightly red, and she thought of Twelve again.

"Miao Miao..." Nan Zhi guessed that she had worked so hard to get the money, but she didn't expect it to be a hairpin, so she couldn't help but feel bitter.

"Sister Nanzhi, I don't know, I don't know if I can wait any longer."

Nan Zhi didn't try to persuade her any more, but hugged the little girl and waited for her to vent her emotions.

Women from the Xia Kingdom can marry as soon as they are Jiji, and people around them will look at them with a bit of distaste for older women who are not married.

When Miaomiao met Twelve, she fell in love with her, but she didn't know if she could wait for her sweetheart because of her status and family background.

Thinking of Shen Wenchen, Nanzhi's eyes darkened a little.

She didn't know if Su Tao's aura was great, and she didn't know whether Shen Wenchen would come back to marry her in June.