The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era

Shen Xiangnan looked at the amount on the account book and was equally astonished.

My goodness, just the cost of the dishes approaches five hundred yuan, and all this for offering meals for free without charging a dime. Isn’t this a surefire way to play the fool?

Jia Yuemei continued to complain, "I’m telling you, your little sister isn’t sincerely helping you run a restaurant. Just look at this desolate place, where it’s hard to spot even a single person. Who would travel this far just to eat?"

"If we had known earlier, we might as well have opened a small noodle shop in the city. At least that could earn a couple hundred yuan a month."

"How about we talk to your little sister and decide to return to the city to open a noodle shop?"

This time, however, Shen Xiangnan was unusually clear-headed and didn’t follow Jia Yuemei’s instigation.

"My little sister has her reasons for setting up the restaurant here. Besides, she has said that regardless of whether the restaurant makes money or loses it, I will still get paid."

"Sure, running a noodle shop would be profitable, but we are without influence or power. What if we run into hooligans like Cao Haigang causing trouble again?"

That was a valid point.

It wasn’t easy for country folk to go to the city and make money doing business.