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Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

What's it like to be wrongfully killed? Cheng Su felt she'd really hit rock bottom when she was yanked out of a building by someone who jumped. Talk about a true miscarriage of justice! But when she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in the eighties, replacing the 'culprit'? In her last life, she was clear and alone, but in this life, she had a promising, dazzling military husband, as well as a cocky and domineering third child? Ugh, spit on that! She had died with cheats, so since the husband was hers, she'd beat anyone who dared to snatch him—pummel one, annihilate two. She'd make gourmet food to sell at a stall, start a chain of restaurants, and earn the money herself. She'd have the children, flirt with her husband, and fight off any mistresses; as long as her military husband doted on her, all was good. With this cheat-code life, she wanted to eat well, drink well, gain both fame and fortune, and together with her husband, make a home anew! "This story is purely fictional. Please do not take it seriously or imitate it. Any similarities are purely coincidental."

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Chapter 72: Strange

In June, the weather got hotter and hotter, and by noon, it was like a steaming furnace, with even the slightest movement causing one to break out in a sweat.

After the lunch business concluded, Cheng Su and Qiulan dealt with the small matters of the restaurant and prepared the ingredients for the next day, as usual.

A few children giggled and gathered at the entrance of the restaurant, shouting, "Shaved ice, shaved ice, we want to buy shaved ice."

Ever since shaved ice was introduced, who knows who spread the word first, but many greedy elementary school students would head over to Cheng Su's place to buy shaved ice after class.

Cheng Su took out the ready-made shaved ice from the freezer, added toppings like red beans and kidney beans, and then poured pineapple jam over it, handing it to the children, saying, "You came just in time, these are the last few bowls!"

"Ah, there's no more? Will there be any tomorrow?"