As soon as Lin Yuehua woke up and opened her eyes, she saw Mr. Fang sitting beside her bed, with a brick-like face approaching her.
"Big girl, you've finally woken up! I'm telling you, no matter how much you want a man, you can't just pull down the Zhao boy's pants and crotch at the entrance of the village. You don't know, that brat has a black face.
It’s the same as that ink, and I’m so frightened when I think about it now!” Mrs. Fang exaggeratedly patted her chest.
Lin Yuehua was confused:???
"Wait, what are you talking about? What nonsense. I remember I just fainted."
Lin Yuehua recalled that she was just watching the fun, and the slippers from Tiansheng hit her nose until it started to bleed. The original owner, Lin Da Niu, had a physical condition that made her faint. After all, when she fainted, it seemed that she really reached out to grab someone.
"Did I really wear Zhao Yunting's pants?" Lin Yuehua was a little frightened and asked uncertainly.
Mrs. Fang burst out laughing again: "That's still false! I didn't expect you to be tough, big girl. Do you like the boy from the Zhao family?"
Lin Yuehua was angry: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
"If you hadn't fainted, I would have beaten you up because of the scary look on that kid's face. But you are really in bad shape. A shoehorn can knock you out." Ms. Fang.
He spoke so hard that his saliva flew out of his mouth.
Lin Yuehua has a dark face. Why do you feel that Fang's despicable look deserves a beating?
"Aunt Fang, what are you doing at my house?"
When Lin Yuehua asked, Fang choked up, felt guilty, and her smile froze. She immediately stood up and said, "Well, you're awake too. It'll be fine. I'll go back if I have something to do at home."
After Mrs. Fang left, she turned back and pointed at a box of cans and a packet of sugar on the table and said, "This is my apology to you."
"Dahu? Erya?" Lin Yuehua shouted at the top of his lungs.
Immediately he heard the sound of "dengdeng" footsteps, Lin Dahu rushed in and said happily: "Eldest sister, you are awake. Second sister is cooking."
"Dahu, did Fang hit me with the shoe he threw?"
"It was her. You fainted. It was Brother Zhao who sent you back. But he had a cold face the whole time and was so scared that I didn't dare to speak."
Lin Yuehua and Lin Dahu asked about the situation at that time. After listening to Lin Dahu's story, Lin Yuehua looked embarrassed, so Fang didn't lie.
After dinner and a night's rest, Lin Yuehua remembered the matter of selling bamboo shoots and told two little luotou to look after the house. She took fifty kilograms of sour bamboo shoots to the entrance of the village to ride on an ox cart.
Fifty kilograms of bamboo shoots were carried and carried. Lin Yuehua was so tired that she was panting. When she arrived at the entrance of the village, she saw that the bullock cart had already left.
"Brother Zhang, wait for me!" Lin Yuehua dropped the bamboo shoots first and shouted loudly while running.
When Zhang heard the shouting, he stopped the bullock cart, and Lin Yuehua chased after him.
"There are still seats in the car, take me one." Lin Yuehua glanced at the people in the car, and saw the three-dimensional nose like a knife carving, and the profile of the face was simply amazing. The man turned around, and Lin Yuehua's expression changed.
Stiffened.
"Brother Zhao." Lin Yuehua became uncomfortable and her face turned red with embarrassment.
Zhao Yunting glanced at Lin Yuehua with a pair of deep, dark eyes, then turned his eyes away to look ahead, with a cold and arrogant air about him that would keep strangers away.
"Big girl, is that backpack on the ground yours? I'll get it for you." Zhang opened his mouth to break the silence.
"Okay, thank you so much, Brother Zhang." Lin Yuehua sat down obediently.
After Zhang Yi put the basket on his back, he started driving the cart, and the cart started moving again.
Because Zhao Yunting was with him along the way, no one in the car dared to talk nonsense, but it was rare for them to arrive in the town quietly. Lin Yuehua secretly looked at Zhao Yunting a few times.
There is a dustpan behind him, and he also holds prey. He must have gone to the town to sell it.
Lin Yuehua secretly breathed a sigh of relief, okay, okay! He won't trouble her, after all, she made him embarrassed.
"This is the fare." After Lin Yuehua gave him a penny, he carried Sunzi on his back and went to Yunke Building to find Zhang Tieshiao.
As they walked, Lin Yuehua discovered that Zhao Yunting was also traveling with him, and thought for a while that he should be going to Yunkelou to sell game.
Lin Yuehua followed Zhao Yunting and looked at his back. Visually, he was at least 1.8 meters tall, a head taller than her. If he were a model in modern times, he would be a star.
Lin Yuehua was distracted while thinking about it, but he didn't notice that Zhao Yunting had stopped. He suddenly turned around and Lin Yuehua almost hit his chest, which shocked Lin Yuehua.
My heart was pounding and I was so panicked.
"Oh mom, I'm so scared."
"Why are you following me?" Zhao Yunting stared at Lin Yuehua, his starry eyes showing his displeasure.
Lin Yuehua stared at her big round eyes, looking very innocent.
"I'm not following you. I want to go to Yunke Building. Why don't I just go in this direction? The road faces the sky on each side! You go on the other side, hum!" Lin Yuehua also had a temper. After saying this angrily, he ignored Zhao Yun.
Ting.
When the two people arrived at Yunke Building at the same time, Zhang Tieshiao was surprised and said, "You two made an appointment to come together!"
"Who will come with him/her?" the two people said in unison.
They both looked at each other and turned away, just like two children at odds with each other.
"Yunting, is your grandfather's cough better?" Zhang Tieshao asked.
"Thank you, Uncle Zhang, for your concern. It's okay. I've prepared some medicine and am taking it."
Zhao Yunting sold the prey, took the money and said goodbye to Zhang Tieshiao. Lin Yuehua took the opportunity to come forward and introduce her sour bamboo shoots.
"Uncle Zhang, this is sour bamboo shoots." Lin Yuehua took out a bamboo shoot from the wooden bucket in the basket, cut it directly on the cutting board and showed it to Zhang Tieshao.
"This smells awful, I don't like the smell." Zhang Tieshao frowned after smelling the bamboo shoots.
She brought all the pickled bamboo shoots from home and came here today with the determination to sell them.
"Uncle Zhang, lend me your pot, and I'll fry something for you, how about you try it?"
"You can use it, the pot is empty now."
After getting Zhang Tieshiao's consent, Lin Yuehua directly fried the ingredients brought at home into slices of sour bamboo shoots and let him feel it intuitively on the tip of his tongue, which was better than her having to spend a lot of time.
"Okay, you can try it." Lin Yuehua handed a pair of chopsticks to Zhang Tieshao.
"Well, it's delicious!" Zhang Tieshiao originally took a bite with the attitude of giving it a try, but he fell in love with the taste after just one bite. It's sour and delicious.
Lin Yuehua has made up his mind, it would be nice to be able to sell sour bamboo shoots.
"Uncle Zhang, these fifty kilograms of sour bamboo shoots."
Before Lin Yuehua finished speaking, Zhang Tieshao interrupted and said with a smile: "I'm going to take all these sour bamboo shoots. I'll tell the shopkeeper that Yunkelou can introduce new dishes. If the shopkeeper is happy, you can sell them at a good price."
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Since the shopkeeper was away, Zhang Tieshao took the initiative and kept the pickled bamboo shoots. The price had to wait for the shopkeeper to decide.
Chapter completed!