20 Pickle Business (2/2)

The three jars of cucumber she brought from home had all been eaten, so she couldn't help but give herself a big praise.

If I, Wan Chao, am determined to do something, the result will be huge! At this moment, she was bursting with confidence.

She raised her head and saw that the street lamp had already lit up. She thought of Bai Zhexi and thought to herself, ”This is bad.” She then hurried home.

When she arrived home, Bai Zhexi had indeed come back. She had already sat down to eat. She sat at the dining table in a daze, not even noticing that Wan Chu'er had entered the house.

Wan Chao was surprised. What happened?

”Mom, I'm back.” Wan Chao greeted.

Bai Zhexi immediately lifted her head. When she saw her daughter, a smile immediately blossomed on her face, and she became slightly excited for a moment.

”I thought you …” ”It's good that you're back. It's good that you're back. Hurry up and eat. Mom cooked your favorite food.”

It turned out that when Bai Zhexi arrived home, she found that the house was deserted and the food had been prepared. Wan Chao hadn't come back yet, so when she waited until eight o'clock, she couldn't help but let her imagination run wild.

It was the same as before. She wouldn't go home until bedtime, and she wouldn't tell her where she had gone.

It was no wonder that Bai Zhexi would think so randomly. Who would believe that a daughter who had rebelled against her for a few years would become good overnight?

Sensing the uneasiness in her mother's words, Wan Chao bit her lips, stretched out her hand to grab Bai Zhexi's, and said seriously:

”Mom, like I said, I won't throw a tantrum at you like before and run away from home. I will be your good daughter and will protect and honor, so when I'm not around in the future, don't let your thoughts run wild, I will definitely come back to find you.”

”I believe in you,” she said. ”Mom will never think of that again.”

”Let's eat first,” she said. ”I have good news for you.”

”Alright.”

Bai Zhexi let her daughter pull her to the table.

After the two of them had a quiet meal, Wan Chao took out the small notebook that recorded the order and pushed it in front of Bai Zhexi.

Bai Zhexi opened the small notebook doubtfully and looked at the contents, but she didn't quite understand.

”Wu's Noodle Restaurant, three catties of pickled cucumber, address: 14 East Street, diagonally opposite the county government.”

”Parasol tree snack, 2 jin of pickled cucumber, address …”

She said two words, then looked up and asked, ”Chao'er, what are these?”

”This is our business.” Wan Chao placed the three empty cans on the table.

Bai Zhexi saw the four words ”Bai pickled vegetables”.

”Our business, the Bai Soy Sauce.” Her face was full of confidence.