It must take a lot of silver to invite the doctor to visit the doctor at home, Xia Qinghe gave him the money to start work, but he didn't ask for it, he just asked Xia Qinghe to help him put it, and now he needs silver at this time, but he is a little embarrassed to speak. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xia Qinghe patted his head, secretly screaming that he was confused, and quickly took out the money bag and gave Zhu Xiaochang a tael of silver.

"If the money is not enough, come back and ask me to take it, and when you get married, I will keep all your wages for Qinglian." She was a little reckless when she returned to Zhu Xiaochang.

A few days ago, she went to the county seat to give Zhu Xiaochang the broken silver, and after buying earrings and beads, she didn't know where to put the remaining dozen or so dollars, she was afraid that Zhu Xiaochang would lose it again.

Zhu Xiaochang pinched the silver and really didn't know how to thank Xia Qinghe, if it weren't for Xia Qinghe, how could he be today.

"Qinghe ......."

Xia Qinghe glanced at Zhu Xiaochang: "Don't say thank you, if you say it, you will treat me as an outsider, in fact, as long as your family can be done right, treat his father and mother like his own father, Dongmei is still young, when Dongmei is older, we will also find a matchmaker to say a good family matter, and I will prepare a dowry for Dongmei when the time comes." ”

Zhu Dongmei, who was standing on the side, blushed, she was still young, and it was too early to say that she would marry someone.

Xia Qinghe was already thinking about getting married.

"I think you can clean up the old house if you have time, and put all the firewood piled up in the hall into the demolition house, the old house is just right for the two old people to live, and there is water there, which is enough for the two old people to eat, you come on, and strive to take Qinglian home as soon as possible."

Zhu Xiaochang smiled, he was in a very good mood, he was very serious: "Qinglian is really a good girl, Qinglian is supported by Qinglian inside and outside the house, Qinglian's mother is not in good health, and Daddy's action is a little inconvenient, so everything in the field is taken care of by Qinglian, such a thin woman, it makes people feel distressed to watch." ”

He felt distressed when he saw Qinglian, so he wanted to help Qinglian do all the heavy work.

Xia Qinghe felt that Zhu Xiaochang had opened her mind, had such an idea, and then put it into action, she still didn't believe that Qinglian was not interested in Zhu Xiaochang, there were not many such good teenagers.

Zhu Dongmei also advised: "You have to be good to others before you can promise you, our father and mother died early, and you should treat her father and mother like our father and mother." Originally, when Xia Qinghe persuaded Zhu Xiaochang before, she was still a little puzzled, but the words of Aunt Chu and Aunt Yuan in the past two days made her understand.

Qinglian's father and mother are the most important people to Qinglian, since Zhu Xiaochang has promised, she will do what she says, and if she gets married, the man's family wants her to ignore her father, and she is unwilling.

Zhu Xiaochang was very firm: "I will take good care of Qinglian, and I will definitely not let Qinglian be wronged." ”

He made up his mind that he must take good care of Qinglian and make Qinglian happy.

Xia Qinghe began to prepare breakfast, Zhu Dongmei took the initiative to light the fire, breakfast was very simple, sweet potato gruel, pickled side dishes last night, and ate them after they were ready, Aunt Chu and they also came.

Zhu Xiaochang's relatives are important, so the stone grinder was replaced by two other men in the village, occasionally there will be those who come to sell sweet potatoes, Xia Qinghe weighed the weight and paid to help do things, there are many people and there is great power, after she sent starch to Boss Liao and the grocery store a few times, she also noticed that something was wrong in the town.

Just in time for the market, Xia Qinghe went to the vegetable market with another man in the village, but it was good not to go, as soon as he went to the vegetable market, it was all about selling starch, but unfortunately, there were more people who sold and fewer people who bought.

Xia Qinghe only asked the price of the family, but was pulled by the old woman and not allowed to leave.

"You just bought my starch, hey, you shouldn't listen to others, I thought that starch could be sold for money, but I didn't expect it to be sold at all, so many people are selling, my old woman has been back and forth several times, can you buy it, I'll give you a pound."

The old woman's face was eager, wanting to sell her starch, Xia Qinghe only felt incredible when she heard it, Bawen Qian was not profitable at all.

"You sold it so cheaply, aren't you afraid of disrupting the price?" She asked worriedly, in fact, what she disapproved of the most was to do this business, because after you sell it, it will be difficult to buy it at a high price, which will harm others and yourself.

The old woman was a little embarrassed, glanced at others left and right, and said in a low voice: "So if you buy it, don't tell others, I really can't help it, I have taken it several times in a row, and some people are even worse, they have not been sold for more than half a month, how did you say that Xia Qinghe from the mountain village sold it." ”

The corners of Xia Qinghe's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to answer, he could indeed buy it for a pound.

She thought about it and bought it, and after the woman sold it, many people around her began to be greedy and came forward to ask.

"Mine only sells for ten cents a pound, and you go to the grocery store to buy it for more than twenty cents."

"I only sell it for nine cents, you can buy mine."

"Mine only has eight texts, eight languages, and there can be no less."

Xia Qinghe was surrounded by a group of people, and finally said helplessly: "You come one by one, I can't buy so much at once, besides, I also have to look at your quality, I won't want the kind of sand in it." ”

An elderly woman hurriedly said: "There is no sand, absolutely no sand, the starch is made by myself, there is absolutely no sand in it, Miss, you can buy it all, and never sell this thing in the future, it is really laborious and not to sell money, it is better to sell sweet potatoes directly." ”

The old woman's words spoke to everyone's heart, and many people nodded their heads, saying that this time it was a loss.

"I don't know how Xia Qinghe sold it, and he still has twenty-five yuan, I'm really envious." A middle-aged man said with emotion.

Xia Qinghe smiled gently, but he didn't break it.

"I can ask for your starch, but I have to buy it according to the quality, and I don't treat you badly, you just said that it was ten wen, and some people said eight wen, so I simply bought it according to nine wen a catty."

As soon as her voice fell, the woman who sold her starch before immediately felt that she was losing, Xia Qinghe patted her on the shoulder and said, "Yours is also counted as nine cents." ”

Suddenly, the woman was excited and said words of thanks, Xia Qinghe called Zhu Dachuan who came with her to help, and she gave money on the side.

"This woman belongs to that family, how can you eat so much?" One asked curiously.

Xia Qinghe didn't hide it: "I'm Xia Qinghe from the mountain village, you go back and ask who wants to sell starch next time and bring it to the market, as long as the quality is good, I will buy it." ”