The wicked wife is pregnant again and again, and she takes her whole family flying with her spatial

Half an hour later.

"Sister Nian, are you sure this is the place?"

Yu Lian nodded. But the further they went, the more desolate it became; around every bend, there was a flat plain.

Fortunately, we encountered a resident living in the alley.

"Oh my, let's get out of here, it's so dusty. Nobody lives here anymore, everyone moved out years ago."

As they spoke, the sounds of construction could be heard continuously in the distance.

Yu Lian only knew that Cai Guizhi lived in this area, but when she asked the residents, they said they didn't know her.

"Forget it, let's go back."

"Okay, Sister Nian, watch your step."

The two struggled to walk out of the alley, got into the car, and drove away.

As she left, Yu Lian glanced at the area again. If it was a relocation, then it made sense that Cai Guizhi wouldn't ask for money—the relocation should bring in a considerable sum of money.

After rationalizing her conjecture, Yu Lian temporarily put aside the idea of ​​finding Cai Guizhi.

……

The Yu Family Courtyard.

A long queue formed at the entrance.

Wang Meixia, carrying Youyou on her back, paced back and forth at the entrance of the main house. The child had been frightened by all the people in the house, but had just calmed down.

As a biological mother, Yu Xin's smile was genuine and sincere.

Jasmine greeted them with a smile, constantly calling out to them.

The people in line at the entrance lined up against the wall so as not to disturb passersby.

But passersby would always glance at the courtyard or ask one of the people in line what they were doing.

In the end, they would all get the same answer: "We're buying shampoo."

For the same price, you get several times the results, plus a free hair serum.

Following Jasmine's advice, Yu Xin only needed to do a little promotion, and she gained a steady stream of customers.

She was making so much money that her hands were sore from receiving it, and for the first time, Yu Xin felt a great sense of accomplishment.

A rough estimate suggests that she is now earning more money than she did in the previous year.

When Yu Lian returned home, there was a small line of people waiting in front of her house. She looked inside curiously.

"Sister Nian, where is this...?"

"They sell shampoo."

Xiao Xu realized that this was a local brand in Xiangshi, focusing on cost-effectiveness and various fragrances, and advertising that washing one's hair was like spraying a whole bottle of high-end perfume.

It does smell very nice and has attracted many office workers, housewives and students to buy it.

It became an instant hit upon its release and has been exported to overseas countries and several neighboring countries.

"How much does one bottle cost?"

"Ten yuan."

A box of shampoo in a department store costs three to five yuan, while individually packaged shampoo costs only two or three mao.

The fact that people are willing to pay almost double the price reflects the current problem of market homogeneity.

"Xiao Xu, you go in and rest first, then have your meal before you leave."

"Um."

Yu Lian stood to the side and observed that most of them were women who had jobs, or people who had just finished get off work and were wearing factory uniforms.

"Comrade, if you want to buy, please go to the back of the line. The boss said it's first come, first served."

Yu Lian waved her hand to explain, and then went home.

After preparing the meal, the two of them were almost done with their tasks.

The gate was tightly shut, and the two sat at a small table in the courtyard, counting the money they had earned that day.

Both of them were grinning from ear to ear.

Yu Xin smiled, and Yu Lian could understand. But she found Jasmine, this young lady, rather strange.

"Why are you laughing even more happily than my sister?"

Jasmine held up the half-used shampoo bottle in her hand: "Because it makes money."

"But you're not short of money, are you?"

"Oh, just because I don't lack money doesn't mean I don't love money."

Yu Lian didn't press further, sensing that Jasmine was holding back something.

"Fine, let you two do whatever you want. Hurry up and clean the table, it's time to eat."

After deducting costs, the remaining money will be split 50/50.

When Yu Xin received the first large sum of money she had earned through her own hard work, she looked at it again and again.

"Oh, how stingy. Wait two months, and I'll make you earn a thousand a day!"

Jasmine's bold words were overheard by others.

However, the person beside him was none other than He Lin. He had been gone all day since he returned.

"Jasmine, deliberately ignoring Xue Ci won't solve the problem."

Yu Lian brought out the dishes and remembered that Jasmine had said she wanted to marry Xue Ci. She had been staying with her in Yuncheng, and Xue Ci must be getting anxious.

"Yeah, didn't you say you were going to marry Xue Ci?"

These words startled Wang Meixia so much that she almost dropped the soup bowl in her hand.

"What?!"

Although she didn't know Xue Ci personally, Wang Meixia had spent time with him and heard some things from her in-laws—Xue Ci was not a good match for Jasmine.

"Son, is your family pressuring you? Otherwise, don't go back. Although our family isn't as well-off as yours, at least we won't let you jump into a fire pit. Xue Ci is indeed a respectable young man, but... tsk..."

Wang Meixia regretted her words as soon as she finished speaking, and at the same time was glad that she had put the soup bowl down.

Xue Ci stood at the door, a faint smile playing on his lips, as if he hadn't heard. He walked in and greeted him.

What was even more unexpected was that three children appeared behind him like a train.

It was probably Aunt He Xinglan's doing—the three children were dressed in similar clothes and carried conspicuous red backpacks, which were stuffed full.

"Mother!"

Yu Lian was still excited and was about to ask where her brother was when He Ning'an appeared at the door, carrying two huge suitcases.

The next moment, the laughter and chatter ceased. Wang Meixia's embarrassment vanished, and she stared back and forth between the two grown men.

Yu Jinbu rushed forward and exclaimed, "Hey, this is still a growing child, how can you step on him?"

Yu Lian gave him a single glance.

He Lin felt awkward and belatedly followed to get his suitcase.

"Xue Gou, you're shameless! Can't you take care of a child properly? An'an is so young, and you're carrying a suitcase half her height and a huge hiking backpack. Are you blind or lame?"

Jasmine's criticism was more direct and straightforward.

Manman said, "No. Uncle Xue Ci carried it the whole way, but he accidentally dislocated his hand and the doctor said he couldn't lift heavy things, so my brother took over."

Xue Ci gave Manman a big thumbs up.

"I still feel so sorry for you, Uncle. I'll buy you a super big toy set when we get back, okay?"

He Ningxi smiled smugly: "Yes, thank you, Uncle."

After a while of fussing, they finally got to eat, but there were too many people, so Wang Meixia hurriedly went to the kitchen to cook a few dishes.

While cooking, she said to her eldest daughter, "Your mother is going to support a whole house of people."

"Okay, then I'll ask for help..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Meixia quickly stopped him: "You dare! Why waste that money? Your father and I can easily feed a dozen people."

Yu Lian nodded perfunctorily and took the dishes out.

She was used to it—her mother only complained, but in reality, she didn't trust outsiders to come to the house at all. She probably inherited this trait from her, although their motivations were different.

"Huh? Where's Jasmine?"

Yu Xin raised her chin and pointed to the half-closed door.

The two left without even eating.

"What do you mean?"

He Lin had been busy all day and had just taken his first bite of food when his wife questioned him before he even started chewing.

He said, sounding aggrieved, "I'm hungry."

"Alright, alright, eat up."

Yu Lian was worried and was about to peek through the crack in the door when it was pushed open.

However, they weren't the two who blushed as she had imagined.