After a while, Chen Dawen came over pushing a wheelbarrow. There were two large wooden boxes on the wheelbarrow, fixed with ropes.
Qin Shulan followed behind.
Jiang Xin said hello to grandma and grandpa, and Feng Ling also said hello.
Before Qin Shulan could speak, Feng Ling said first, "Jiang Xin, Uncle Dali rushed to make those two big boxes yesterday morning. Uncle Dali's hands are so skillful. He promised to teach me carpentry work when he has time in the future."
Qin Shulan chuckled, "Yesterday Feng Ling was helping out at our house. In less than half a day, I became familiar with your uncle."
Jiang Xin naturally hopes that the future boss will get along well with his family, "This shows that Feng Ling is destined to our family."
Qin Shulan and the three of them nodded almost at the same time.
Chen Dawen stabilized the wheelbarrow, and Qin Shulan quickly untied the rope that fixed the box.
Jiang Xin shouted loudly, "I'm selling steamed buns, big and delicious steamed buns..."
Feng Ling followed up by shouting to sell steamed buns, and Chen Dawen also shouted a few words. Now, Qin Shulan was more relaxed than yesterday, and there was no problem in shouting.
Chen Dawen did not stay any longer and rushed back to plant corn.
In the process of selling steamed buns, Jiang Xin found that Feng Ling could only smile and communicate with her grandma. Not only could she not smile when dealing with customers, she was also a little nervous.
Isn’t this okay? If customers look at it, they shouldn’t mistakenly think there’s something wrong with the buns?
Taking advantage of the absence of customers, Jiang Xin deliberately provoked Feng Ling, "Feng Ling, are you a troublesome boy?"
Feng Ling looked disapproving, "I'm not! I'm very brave!"
Jiang Xin continued to stimulate, "Are you brave? Why do you only dare to smile at me and grandma, but not at the people who come to buy buns? It's a joy to have customers, so why are you nervous?"
Feng Ling wanted to deny it, but she didn't want to lie to Jiang Xin. She lowered her head and said with a red face: "Because I'm afraid that some of them will know me and say that I am the kid who lives in the shabby warehouse. They will say that I am dirty and affect Baozi."
I'm afraid you and Grandma Qin will kick me out because of this..."
Jiang Xin realized the contradiction in Feng Ling's heart, "Feng Ling, you are dressed very cleanly today, and your hair and hands are very clean. You have to be confident! Only if you think highly of yourself first, will others think highly of you! We will meet in a while
It doesn’t matter if you fall in love with someone like that, grandma and I will be on your side, just feel free to fight him!"
Qin Shulan looked kind and said, "That's right, Feng Ling, we are all on your side!"
Feng Ling was moved to tears, "Thank you!"
At this moment, someone came over to buy steamed buns and handed over the money, "Here are five steamed meat buns!"
When Feng Ling saw the person coming, she held back the tears in her eyes.
Because this person not only knew him, but also often insulted him.
This man's name is Mi Chong, he is fifteen years old and his family is in good condition.
As soon as Mi Chong saw Feng Ling, he immediately withdrew the money, "Huh? Isn't this the homeless kid Feng Ling? Why did he come here to sell steamed buns? Can the steamed buns steamed in the dilapidated warehouse be eaten? I saw you so early in the morning.
, so unlucky!”
Feng Ling resisted the urge to hit someone and explained, "These are grandma Qin's buns. I'm here to help. Grandma Qin lives in Beixin Village, and her house is clean! The buns she makes are hygienic and delicious."
Mi Chong clicked his tongue, "Who believes it? With a dirty little kid like you here, even the cleanest buns will be stained!"
Feng Ling stretched out her hand, "Look at my hands! I want to tell you that I have washed my hands and changed into clean clothes. If you still say that I am dirty, I can bear it. But if you dare to say that the steamed buns are dirty again, I will beat you."
Do you, do you believe it?"
Mi Chong is very tall, 1.7 meters tall, and is not afraid of Lianshan at all. "You are a little carrot and you still want to beat me up? Come on! Let's see who beats whom!"
Feng Ling was short in stature but had great ambition. She did not hesitate to beat Mi Chong, and did so in a life-threatening manner.
Even so, he is still no match for Mi Chong.
Mi Chong was kicked twice on his body.
Jiang Xin wanted to take action, but he also knew that once he helped Fengling, it would declare Fengling's failure. Mi Chong would still bully Fengling when she was away in the future.
Only if Mi Chong is frightened by Fengling's fierceness can future troubles be avoided forever.
Jiang Xin couldn't stand it anymore and deliberately shouted to Fengling, "Feng Ling, Mi Chong dares to say that my buns are dirty, and I think he is dirty. Help me bite him to vent my anger!"
When Feng Ling heard this, he grabbed Mi Chong's hand and bit it.
Then came Mi Chong's cry of pain, "Feng Ling, are you a dog?"
He raised his foot to kick Feng Ling.
Jiang Xin, with quick eyes and quick hands, kicked a pebble away and hit Mi Chong's knee, but Mi Chong failed to do so.
It wasn't until Mi Chong begged for mercy that Fengling relented.
Mi Chong took a few steps back, pointed at Feng Ling and cried, "Just wait for me!"
Today is Feng Ling's first victory in a fight, and she is full of confidence, "I'll wait! If you dare to come again, I will still treat you like this!"
Mi Chong shuddered, but said unforgivingly, "I'll go back and tell my parents and ask them to knock out all your dog teeth!"
Feng Ling was a little scared in her heart, but she ignored what she said, "Bare feet are not afraid of shoes. When your parents come, what can you do to me? The most you can do is beat me. As long as you can't beat me to death, I will wait for you to sleep."
If you are caught, go and burn your house! Burn you all to death, and then I will surrender!"
Seeing that Fengling was ready to die together, Mi Chong was completely frightened, "You are so cruel! I will never buy the buns you sell again!"
Throwing these words away, he walked away dejectedly.
Jiang Xin and others knew that Mi Chong would not dare to cause trouble to Fengling again in the future.
After this experience, Feng Ling also understood that it was useless to hold back and give in to those who bullied him. He had to be more open-minded than anyone else.
After Mi Chong returned home, he did not dare to let his family see the wound on his hand. He found violet solution for disinfection, applied it on the wound, and found a piece of cloth to pack it.
Mi Chong's mother Zhang Min saw that his hands were wrapped in cloth and asked, "What's wrong with your hands?"
Mi Chong gritted his teeth as he spoke, "I accidentally fell and got bruised."
I didn’t dare mention Fenglu’s name.
Zhang Min reached out to untie the piece of cloth, "I'll give you medicine."
Mi Chong hurriedly put his hands into his pants pocket, "I've taken medicine. Mom, I haven't had breakfast yet, I'm starving to death!"
"Didn't you kid say you wanted to buy steamed meat buns? Why didn't you buy them?"
"Suddenly I don't want to eat. I'll give you the money! I want to eat the hand-made noodles you made."
Mi Chong used his good hand to put the money into his mother's hand.
Zhang Min was particularly surprised, "Don't you like pork?"
Mi Chong resisted, "Mom, don't mention the word pork to me today, I suddenly feel sick."
"All right."
Zhang Min stopped asking and walked into the kitchen to roll the noodles.
At this moment, Fengling and Jiang Xin were busy selling steamed buns, as if Mi Chong's provocation had never happened, but Jiang Xin could see that Fengling was much more confident and could laugh in front of customers.
An hour later, there were eight steamed buns left, all with plain fillings. Qin Shulan was kind-hearted and said, "Let's close the stall! Feng Ling, you take four steamed buns and send them to your parents. There are four left for the three of us."