Chapter 60 Selling Watermelon

Seeing that the two little girls were too embarrassed to start eating, Yan Cuicui picked up two pieces of cake and stuffed them into their hands, "Don't be polite with your aunt."

The two little girls thanked him and started to eat their snacks in small bites.

Doctor Xu glanced at the daughter-in-law indifferently and turned his attention back to the two little girls.

"That's all I've learned today. Go back and digest it. Come back in three days."

Yu Chun'er flipped through the notebook and felt that she had learned enough today. She nodded and said, "Okay, let's come back in three days."

After having snacks, the two sisters got up and said goodbye, and had to go back to cook for their uncle and aunt.

Although Uncle Long Qi said they were no longer needed, the younger uncle was picky about food and was not used to the meals cooked by the cook and aunt. He could only eat a few bites at each meal, so in the end, the sisters had to come.

Moreover, Yu Qiuer likes to cook for her uncle and aunt. Not only is she fed by her aunt, but she also gets paid. She has secretly saved almost five taels of private money, which her mother and father don't know about. Her sister wants to slaughter a pig, so she plans to save more and buy a pig for her sister to slaughter.

Before leaving, Yan Cuicui stuffed the snacks into Yu Qiuer's bag with an attitude that was frighteningly enthusiastic.

As soon as the people left, the message on Doctor Xu's face instantly disappeared.

"I know what you are planning, but I have to remind you that Yuanzhi and Qiu'er are not a good match."

Yan Cuicui was stunned for a moment, then reacted instantly and said, "I know, I just like the two children. How can that little bastard Yuanzhi be worthy of me?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Doctor Xu's face. Even though he knew that this was an obvious fact, he still felt embarrassed when his daughter-in-law said it so openly.

They are children of similar age, but why are the ones over there more sensible?

He lowered his eyelids to pack up the tray in front of him and found a purse under the small table with a small note on it.

The immature handwriting on the note indicated that the writer must be a beginner. There were only a few short words on the small piece of paper: "Shuxiu" and the names of the two sisters.

Doctor Xu opened his purse and found a set of silver needles inside.

His eyes suddenly felt a little sore.

When the Xu family was in trouble, his two sons burned his silver needles because he had killed the concubine of the county magistrate's brother-in-law.

But he remembered very clearly that when he left, the concubine was clearly fine.

So he made up his mind that he would never practice medicine again in his life.

Unexpectedly, the two little girls would give him silver needles.

This is his livelihood. Back then, he relied on a set of silver needles to start as a bell doctor, and gradually became a sitting doctor step by step, and finally opened a drugstore.

Unfortunately, his two sons and grandsons had no talent for medicine, so they simply started a medicinal materials business.

Both of these little girls are very talented. Although they are young, they can sit still and their hands are steady. He later took Yang Juanzi's pulse and found that there was indeed nothing wrong with her and she was recovering well.

He simply couldn't imagine that this was something that four little girls with an average age of less than twelve could do.

Doctor Xu's rough and skinny hands gently stroked the silver needle. It seemed that his "Xu's Acupuncture Method" could be passed down.

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Yu Qiuer took Yu Chuner's arm and told her how many snacks she had received today.

"Give one portion to Mom and Dad, one portion to Uncle and Aunt, one portion to Sister Bing'er and Sister Xue'er, and we'll save the rest for later."

Yu Chuner nodded and taught softly, "It's okay once or twice, but you can't accept other people's things every day. Tell me what you want to eat and I'll ask your aunt to buy it for you." She didn't want her sister to develop bad habits. If possible, people should try to rely on themselves. Your aunt is right. Only when you are strong enough, you can get what you want.

"I know. I never accept snacks from the same person three times." Yu Qiuer blinked. She was not stupid. She thought that three times would never happen.

Yu Chun'er patted her hand that was holding hers, "It's good that you know. We have to work hard to get what we want. We can't get it without working hard."

Well, my uncle used to be a person who wanted to get something for nothing, but fortunately my aunt got married and changed him.

God bless, my aunt and uncle will be fine.

When we returned to the camp, we saw Pan Yingying lying on that strange chair reading a storybook, and Yu Chaosheng leaning beside her, fanning her and feeding her watermelon cut into small pieces.

Yu Chun'er thought with relief that her uncle was becoming more and more considerate and that was how he wanted to treat her well.

"Aunt!" Yu Qiu'er ran over and took out a few oil-paper bags from her bag like offering treasures. "Aunt, please have some snacks!"

Pan Yingying closed the storybook, sat up straight, and casually took the bowl of watermelon in front of Yu Chaosheng, "Take it and eat it with your sister. I don't like snacks, so you keep it for yourselves."

Yu Chaosheng's face lengthened.

He hadn't even eaten a few pieces of the watermelon yet, and he just gave it away like that?

He raised his hand and snatched the oil-paper bag from Yu Qiu'er's hand, "She doesn't like it, but I do. Thank you for your filial piety, uncle."

Yu Qiuer didn't care about the oil paper bag that was snatched away. She happily took the bowl that was bigger than her face and smiled so hard that her teeth were showing.

"Sister, come quickly!" She turned and shouted to Yu Chuner who was walking towards her.

Yu Chuner glared at her unhappily and greeted Pan Yingying, "Aunt."

Then he looked at Yu Chaosheng who was chewing the dried meat, "Uncle."

Pan Yingying bent down and pulled over a bench for the two girls to sit down on, and asked them about their experience of studying Chinese medicine there.

Yu Chun'er took out her notebook to show her, and Pan Yingying quickly laughed, "Oh, well, how about we eat duck tonight? I think sour radish and duck soup is good, it's appetizing, and suitable for this day when I have no appetite."

There are so many words that I feel dizzy at a glance. I might as well think about what to eat tonight.

Yu Chaosheng swallowed the dried meat in his mouth and raised his hand, "Protest, I think the sour radish and old duck soup is not as delicious as the wild vegetable and pork ribs soup."

Pan Yingying rolled her eyes. "The protest is invalid. I reject your opinion."

How dare he, a freeloader, complain like that?

"Unless you pay money." Pan Yingying stretched out her white hand.

Yu Chaosheng made a zipper motion at his mouth and chose to manually mute the microphone.

Zhao was sitting under a parasol not far away, with five or six bamboo baskets in front of her. The baskets were full of big, fragrant and sweet watermelons, and a shiny watermelon knife was stuck on the baskets.

Old man Pan sat nearby and twisted straw ropes. He was mainly responsible for weighing and packing.

Watermelons are 100 wen per pound, and quite a few have been sold so far.

Originally, he thought that such fresh and sweet watermelons were sold at too low a price. However, Pan Yingying told him that the main purpose of selling watermelons was to prevent people from getting heatstroke, and they did not intend to make money. The money earned from selling watermelons was considered a gift from her and Yu Chaosheng. Only then did Old Man Pan give up the idea of ​​raising the price of watermelons.

It would be inappropriate for him to earn money from everyone at this time.

(End of this chapter)