On a field not far from Fengjia Village, Feng Bingwen carried a bowl of hot porridge to an old woman with steady steps, and spoke with surprise and a little reproach in her eyes.
"Hey, good boy, why did you bring the porridge here? You spilled it. Isn't it the same when I go home after finishing my work in the fields?"
The old man put down the hoe in his hand, wiped his slightly muddy palm on his pants, and took the porridge brought by his grandson with both hands.
"This is the lotus seed porridge I cooked specially. I'm afraid it won't taste good if it's simmered for a long time!"
In front of grandma, Feng Bingwen was naturally not as restrained as he was in front of grandpa, and was more relaxed and natural.
"You even ran into the water to pick lotus seeds?"
Like the old man, grandma quickly noticed the key point in Feng Bingwen's words.
"I went down to the shallows and followed others to pick it. There is no danger. Grandma, please try it quickly and see if the lotus seed porridge I cooked is delicious."
"It tastes good, it must taste good!"
The old man was holding the bowl in both hands, and his face was blooming with joy.
"Grandma, you haven't even drunk it yet. You should taste it first and then talk about it!"
Feng Bingwen pretended to be dissatisfied, and the old man quickly took a sip.
"How's it going? Does it taste good?"
"Of course it tastes good. How come my grandson's cooking doesn't taste good?"
"Then grandma, drink it while it's hot!"
"Okay, go to school quickly, don't be late."
"okay."
Feng Bingwen waved his hand and went to the county seat with the small cloth bag in his hands.
The porridge was delivered to the hands of the two old people. Based on their character, or the characteristics of this era, they would drink without even a grain of rice left. He didn't need to worry too much.
"Sister Ye, your grandson is so filial!"
Looking at the figure who was jumping along the field ridge to the county seat, another old farmer not far away could not help but speak out, his face full of envy.
"That's right, these are the lotus seeds he specially picked from the water and cooked lotus seed porridge for me!"
When someone praised her, the smile on the old man's face became even brighter, and she even proudly raised the hot porridge in her hand. Although it delayed her work, it didn't matter.
Then, amidst the compliments of many farmers around who got up early to work in the fields, the old woman drank the porridge brought by her grandson in a few mouthfuls. Just as he expected, not even a grain of rice was left.
After drinking the porridge, the old woman felt warm all over her body. When she picked up the hoe and started hoeing again, she felt stronger than before.
However, the old man didn't pay too much attention at this time, just thinking that he had just eaten porridge and had something in his stomach.
After successfully completing what he had been thinking about, Feng Bingwen walked into the school in a happy mood.
Referring to the case where he took Zhu Guo for the first time, it is estimated that the physical condition of the two old people will return to the level of ten years ago in the subsequent period. This is still at least estimated.
As for the old man who was lying on the bed due to injuries, he should be able to recover more or less before the snow falls at the end of the year.
With a happy mood, Feng Bingwen listened carefully to the whole day's class, and when the teacher walked out of the school, he also left the school with other children who had had fun.
After leaving the school, he carried a small cloth bag and walked on the streets of the county town, which were full of bustling traffic and filled with the atmosphere of the city. He looked around and felt very comfortable.
"We have to find a way to make some money!"
After walking for a while, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but pursed his lips, raised his hand and touched his chin. The aroma wafting from the roadside food stalls was so tempting.
Unfortunately, he was penniless, and even though he was greedy, he didn't have the money to buy one to satisfy his greed.
Children these days don't have the concept of pocket money. Let alone children, adults don't have it. Only those children from rich families have some spare money to spend.
"Madam boss, I still don't have any money today. If you owe me, please record it in your account first, and pay it back when you have money another day."
At this time, Feng Bingwen, who was about to wander home all the way, suddenly heard discordant sounds coming from a stall on the roadside.
Feng Bingwen followed the sound and saw a pastry shop with a higher standard than the mobile stalls on both sides of the street. It had its own shop, but some of his tables and chairs were not arranged.
outside.
In front of the counter at the entrance of the pastry shop, a slightly thin young man wearing a short-sleeved shirt with a bit of a scornful face smiled and looked at the sulky young woman in a green shirt behind the counter.
"The store is just a small business. You have to pay me on credit every day. The store really can't afford it. If you really don't have enough money, you can pay today's payment first, and you can owe the previous payment first."
Although the little woman had anger in her eyebrows, she had to suppress her anger when facing the green-skinned man and talk to him in a gentle voice.
But such soft language made this green-skinned man's demeanor become even more rampant,
"What did you say, little girl? You still look down on this young man. I can't afford a few yuan of cakes?"
"Since you can afford it, let's settle the bill together. You have been living with me for almost a month, and the total is one hundred and three dollars. I will wipe off the change for you, and you can just give me a silver baht.
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"A silver baht?"
The green-skinned man's eyes widened and he shouted loudly,
"Are your pastries made of gold? Are they sold so expensively for a silver bead? Why don't you go to rob Tao? Where is your man? Let him come out and talk to me. I will have a good discussion with him about Tao.
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Qingpi yelled loudly, which immediately attracted the attention of passers-by. No matter what the world, the public always likes to watch the excitement, especially some unusual excitement. The pastry shop was quickly surrounded.
"You have been eating and drinking freely at my place for almost a month. Every time you pay on credit, it is only a silver bead. Do you still think it is expensive? If you can't afford it, don't come here again, as long as you don't disturb our store.
This silver bead will save you from business!"
The little woman no longer suppressed her anger, and people around her gathered around her. If word spread, her cakes would be too expensive, and her future business would be impossible.
"How can you talk like a little girl? Do you believe that I can give you some color to see?"
Although it was true that he came here every day to eat for free, but for someone to say it in public, it was almost insulting, and the green skin immediately gave up.
"Hu Er, you've had enough. Are you the one who bullies orphans and widowed mothers like you?"
At this time, some people in the crowd of onlookers couldn't stand it anymore and shouted loudly.
"Wu Laoliu, please stop meddling in my business. I just want to eat some pastries. But this little girl charges such a high price. It's obvious that you are cheating me."
Qingpi turned his head and shouted behind him, then he turned around and looked at the well-posed little woman in front of him, revealing his true face.
"Xiao Niangpi, you are so short of money? Why don't you open a kiln and sell it? If you serve me well, I might even reward you with a gold baht!"