She definitely couldn't move alone, although it was a weekend, but her brothers were still on duty, so she wanted to spend some money to ask Zhang Hongqi to help.

Zhang Hongqi thought about it, moving tables and chairs is a trivial matter, "Sister of the Lin family, you are out of sight, I will help you move, you don't have to give me more money." We're all neighbors, so we can't even help with that. ”

His idea was simple, the neighbors helped out with the casual task.

But Lin Xiaobai felt that she couldn't let others help in vain, and she was cheap by pulling tables and chairs, and she also contributed to her, and she couldn't help it.

"Brother Hongqi, I have to give you this money, otherwise I'm embarrassed to let you help."

She insisted, and Zhang Hongqi was embarrassed to continue to shirk.

"That's it, let's just say it, I'll pull the goods for you on the morning of the 28th of the month, and you give me the address."

Zhang Hongqi took out a small notebook, handed it over with a pen, and asked Lin Xiaobai to write the address.

Lin Xiaobai wrote down the address of the family that rented the car.

"Brother Hongqi, then let's do this first, I'll look for you on the 28th."

After ordering the port field to pull the goods, Lin Xiaobai was relaxed, and the rest was ready to make cold powder.

Although she did a good job of ordinary jelly, she wanted to shine at the rally, so she decided to make a few more flavors.

Before selling, you have to give your family a taste to see if the taste is in line with the taste of the locals.

"Little sister, if you want me to say, the best thing to eat is this spicy taste."

Li Hongjuan has liked spicy food since she was pregnant.

Zhang Xiuli and Zhao Xiaomei prefer sweet ones.

"Either I can sell them all, I can eat them, and I can't say which kind of people like more."

After listening to their opinions, Lin Xiaobai decided to sell two flavors.

It's hard to bring more, and she also has to bring tables and chairs.

Jianning University, Qin Weining's office.

The old employee of the mailroom walked in with a thick pile of letters.

"Professor Qin, your letter is almost out of place, seeing that you didn't come to get it, I'll send it to you."

Qin Weining looked at the stack of letters and frowned, grandma would only mail him one letter at a time, even if Lin Xiaobai's was added, there would not be so many.

"I'm sorry for you."

He picked up a letter, which did not have a postage stamp, only Professor Qin's personal letter.

Tearing open the envelope, the font inside is beautiful, and at first glance it is the handwriting of the girl's family.

The content inside was indeed sensational poetry, Qin Weining suddenly turned white, and put the letter back into the envelope.

"Professor Qin, it seems that the people who have sent you letters in the past few days are all female students from our school, if you tell them, don't send letters if you don't have anything important."

The old employees were so troubled by his letters that it took at least an hour to clean up Qin Weining's letters every day.

Qin Weining's expression was serious, "I didn't expect it to cause you trouble, I will solve this problem as soon as possible." ”

The old employee's appeal was resolved, and he said hello and went back.

Qin Weining closed the door and flipped through all the envelopes, but he didn't see Lin Xiaobai's letter.

He remembered Lin Xiaobai's handwriting, Lin Xiaobai's handwriting was crooked, and the words on these envelopes were all correct, as if they were written by the student union.

He put the letters together and carried them to the headmaster to settle the matter.