Switched Marriage The Coddled Little Wife novel Chapter 120

Chapter 120: Chapter 120: Really Petty

The area near the food factory’s cooked food store is close, although selling there means competition, it also brings a portion of potential customers. Once you win the competition, these customers will be yours.

"Okay, you handle it as you see fit."

After Su Wensong left, Lin Chuxia continued writing her letter.

This was a letter to Qin Yang, and before she knew it, she had been back for over half a month. Now with the new store opened, her eldest brother, sister-in-law, and Xiao Wu with his wife were all working there; she wanted to chat with him about all these things.

Sometime along the way, Lin Chuxia had gotten used to sharing these daily happenings with him.

She wrote about all these things across two pages, and by the time she was done, she found it somewhat incredible.

Initially, even filling one page for him felt forced.

The corners of her lips couldn’t help but lift into a slight smile, wondering what he might be busy with now. It was about to start freezing soon, and many of their tasks couldn’t proceed anymore.

Her mother-in-law said that he should be able to come back before the New Year, though it wasn’t clear exactly when he could return.

If he comes back, she would definitely let him see their bun shop.

Lin Chuxia didn’t rush to mail the completed letter. That night, she went home and asked Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin if they had anything to say to Qin Yang. If so, she would write it in the letter and send everything together.

Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin were not literate. Mr. Qin attended a literacy class when he was younger, but as he aged, he forgot many of the characters, and his eyesight wasn’t good either.

Mrs. Qin smiled and waved her hand, "No, as long as you all are doing well, your father and I have no concerns. Just let him work peacefully over there. If his unit has no issues, he should come home early for the New Year."

She now eagerly wished for the two children to be together.

Her daughter-in-law had been back for over half a month already, and she didn’t know whether she was pregnant this time.

If not, she might need to urge her son to try harder during the New Year.

Unaware of her mother-in-law’s thoughts, Lin Chuxia simply responded, "Okay, I’ll mention that in the letter a bit later."

Mrs. Qin hesitated to speak, prompting Lin Chuxia to ask, "Mom, is there anything else?"

"There is something," she hesitated a bit, "Today Dalang, your eldest uncle’s son, came to talk to your dad and me. Seeing that Xiao Wu and his wife both went to work at your place, he’s wondering if you’re still short of people. His wife, Lihua, has been staying at home and also wants to find work."

Before Lin Chuxia could respond, Qin Han slightly furrowed his brows, "Mom, what exactly did big brother say to you?"

"Your big brother didn’t say much, just brought up the topic. Your dad and I thought to consult you both before saying anything. Xiao Wu and his wife are already working at the Bun Shop, and it would be hard to refuse your big brother if he wants Lihua to go as well. We decided to ask Chuxia first before responding to him."

Qin Han looked at Lin Chuxia, "Sister, don’t feel pressured about this. If you think it’s appropriate, take her on, if not, feel free to refuse. You don’t have to do it; I’ll talk to big brother."

Blaming himself for setting this precedent initially, Xiao Wu and his wife asked him, and to give him face, the sister allowed Xiao Wu and his wife to work at the Bun Shop.

What if today it’s his eldest uncle’s son, tomorrow his second or third brother? Everyone has multiple relatives; how can she manage the Bun Shop if this keeps up?

Doing well is one thing, but doing poorly means neither keeping nor letting go is suitable, then everyone is unhappy.

Lin Chuxia knew the children from Qin Liang’s family, the eldest son, Qin Jianjun, was there when bonds were initially made. She hadn’t interacted with the daughter, only met her once during the bonding process, a girl of about seventeen or eighteen, quite demure looking.

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