The Shu family favored sons over daughters, and gave birth to seven daughters in a row. Each one was so hungry that they were emaciated and wanted to have more children. Unfortunately, Shu's mother could not get pregnant. Shu's father desperately fed his brothers' sons with love and delicious food, so that he would have a boy to give him a hundred years later.
Shumi woke up through the soul and saw her unhappy marriage, her tortured mother and sisters, and she became angry!
'Pop'!
She fiercely patted her thighs, which were the thickest (slender) due to the food system. Sisters, don't be afraid, hug them tightly! ! !
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With the golden finger of the food system, Shumi and her sisters set up a food stall and soon saved enough money to open a restaurant.
Cooked seafood, roasted crispy duck, marinated pig ears, stewed cabbage, vermicelli, mixed with shredded pepper and Ma chicken. Although they are all traditional dishes, the aroma that comes out of one end floats three hundred meters in the wind, and it quickly gained a large number of die-hard foodies.
The restaurant moved from a corner to a bustling street in a blink of an eye. The sisters kicked off their regretful scumbag ex-husband, and then brought the beautiful girl into the city together. The girls lived a happy life, and the restaurant opened to all parts of the country.
As for the scumbag father who cried bitterly and knelt outside to repent and never dared to favor boys over girls again, he should just go on doting on his nephews. They don't welcome him!
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Yan Haicheng adopted a son and a daughter from his comrades. The two children were free-range and used money to eat at Shumi's restaurant every day. Over time, they wanted to recognize Shumi as their godmother.
As for the godfather, I don't know who he is.
Yan Haicheng: I want to see how delicious her food is!
I ended up going there once, and then I couldn't help but eat there every day.
Not long after, word spread throughout the circle that Yan Haicheng had fallen in love with the voluptuous restaurant proprietress who was an expert in cooking.
Shumi was madly disgusted: No, no, no, he just likes to eat the food I cook.
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