After driving away the ungrateful Wu Xiaomin and the thief Cao Wang's who committed embezzlement, what should we do with the barbecue restaurant?

"There's nothing I can do. Fortunately, I have a holiday during this period. Manager, I'll do it myself first." Jiang Tian sighed helplessly.

It’s easy to find a store manager, but it’s not easy to find a chef.

Especially those who can cook barbecue.

Han Jisong smiled and reminded her: "Have you forgotten what business I am in?"

"Aren't you running a seafood market... Wait! Classmate Han! Brother Han! Are your people still in the new province? Can you help me recruit a barbecue chef?"

"Of course you can, but are there any benefits?" Han Jisong lowered his head, the doting look in his eyes was like the Peach Blossom Creek in March, which was almost overflowing.

Jiang Tian rolled her eyes and said, "How about I knit you a scarf?"

I don’t know what’s going on this year, but the girls are all learning to knit scarves and gloves.

Jiang Tian had been busy working to earn money in her previous life and had never played with these kinds of girly things. Seeing that He Sanhua and Xu Ying were knitting, she followed suit and bought wool and bamboo needles for knitting sweaters.

As a novice, it is impossible for her to knit a sweater right away, so she has been practicing the most basic "flat stitch" recently and has successfully knitted half a scarf.

Unfortunately, after promoting it within the family, it was rejected every time.

I can only say that there is still family affection, but not much.

After all, it's Chinese New Year, and it's easy to make a bad impression if you go out wearing such an ugly and leaky scarf.

When Han Jisong heard her say that she wanted to give him a scarf, the "limited edition global first model" that she had knitted herself, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. After thinking about it, he politely declined.

He had also seen the semi-finished product. He couldn't say that it was exactly the same as the wool scarves sold in the store, but he could say that they were completely unrelated.

What he wants is a "token of love", not a "hemp rope to lock the throat"...

Looking at this stupid person, Han Jisong sighed and gave her a "free point question" -

"I heard that the provincial capital will reopen the Chenghuang Temple Fair this year. Can you, can you go with me?"

"You know, my mom's relatives... I don't know them well."

The expression on Han Jisong's face was two parts melancholy, three parts sighing, and a bit of loneliness that made people feel distressed.

Jiang Tian immediately softened her heart.

"Go ahead! I'll call Jiang Cheng, my eldest cousin, my second cousin, my eldest cousin, and my second cousin, and I'll make sure we can hold up the scene for you!"

Han Jisong: “…”

He hated this pretty little piece of wood that was not smart enough!

…

When sending Jiang Tian back, Han Jisong once again saw the pile of things that could barely be called "scarves".

Jiang Tian also saw it, her face turned red, and she rushed forward to "destroy the body".

He was caught by Han Jisong.

"Give it to me. I'll take it back and help you modify it. I'll give it to you in two days."

Jiang Tian's eyes lit up: "Huh? You can knit sweaters?"

Han Jisong: "I don't know how to knit a sweater, but I have learned how to knit a plain stitch like you did."

Looking at the little girl with a blushing face, Han Jisong couldn't help but laugh.

Who would have thought that these little hands could carve a rose out of a carrot, but couldn’t learn to knit a sweater?

But it doesn't matter, he learned it.

So, whether he is a good man or not can be seen in the details.

While Han Jisong was unraveling wool and knitting a scarf for the girl he liked at home, another man was almost tearing down the roof of his mother-in-law's house.

The Chinese New Year was approaching, and the factories had long been closed for the holidays. The restaurants had also closed for people to go home for the New Year. Wu Xiaomin, who was kicked out of the barbecue restaurant and was penniless, shamelessly went to the rice dumpling factory to kowtow and admit his mistake to Grandma Hu, but was still kicked out by Grandma Hu, who asked the factory security guards to do so.

One is his granddaughter whom he loves dearly.

One is the daughter of a relative of the same clan with whom she has an average relationship.

Grandma Hu is biased and feels justified in doing so.

Wu Xiaomin should be thankful for her reincarnation. If she wasn't a relative of Grandma Hu, Grandma wouldn't have called for security guards, but would have let the dogs out...

Damn it! I saved you from a domestic violence man and arranged a job for you. I made you a store manager at such a young age, but you are still not satisfied. You repay kindness with hatred and even cheat your benefactor of his money!

You still have the nerve to ask for her forgiveness now?

Forgive your grandma's legs!

Grandma Hu refused to see her, and Wu Xiaomin had no choice. Looking at the high walls of the rice dumpling factory, the security guard and two big dogs at the door, she suddenly came to her senses.

It turns out that Grandma Hu and her family are no longer from the same class.

She thought she was Grandma Hu's cousin, and with this relationship, Jiang Tian's shop was like their own shop.

She felt a little guilty about taking money from other people's shops, but she felt comfortable taking money from her own shop.

However, she forgot one thing: when Grandma Hu still recognized her family as a relative, she could enter and leave the rice dumpling factory freely.

Since Grandma Hu refused to acknowledge them as relatives, she became nothing.

Wu Xiaomin didn't know how she left the rice dumpling factory. When she came to her senses, she was almost at her mother's home.

She was in a daze all the way and didn't realize that someone had already told her lame husband the news of her return.

It is not easy for a rural man to find a wife. In order to marry Wu Xiaomin, the lame man's family almost spent all their property, and until now, they still owe a lot of debts.

The villagers didn't know the inside story and felt quite sympathetic towards the lame man. When they found out that Wu Xiaomin had returned, they immediately ran to the lame man's house to report the news.

Wu Xiaomin had just arrived home and hadn't even had time to sit down on the bench when the lame man came with a large group of people and demanded that the Wu family hand over Wu Xiaomin.

"Either hand over the person or return the money, you choose one!"

It is impossible to get the money back. The money has long been turned into three large tiled houses next door, which were reserved for Wu Xiaomin's brother to marry.

"Mom, Mom, please talk to Dad. I will earn this money for you. I will definitely earn it back. Don't let me go back with him. He will beat me to death!" Wu Xiaomin hugged her mother tightly and refused to leave.

She was dragged away from home by several people from the man's side.

Because of resistance, she was slapped twice by the man.

Wu Xiaomin was captured by the cripple and taken back. That night, the neighbors heard bursts of heart-wrenching wails coming from the cripple's house.

"This cripple is really ruthless, will anything happen?"

"Don't worry, at most I'll give that woman a beating to teach her a lesson. Could it be that the cripple is really willing to beat her to death?"

It is not easy for a country man to marry a wife. The lame man emptied his family's wealth in order to marry his wife. How could he bear to beat her to death?

However, the villagers never expected that the lame man was reluctant to beat Wu Xiaomin to death.

Wu Xiaomin chopped off the lame man's head without hesitation.