On the second day, after breakfast, everyone began to think about making money again today.

After sifting through it, everyone finally chose a sales task.

The watermelons of the old Wu family are gradually ripe, and they need someone to help sell them, and they can get 300 yuan for completing them.

Four young people are in charge of this money-making event.

An hour later, the four appeared on a lively street in the center of the town.

There's already a truck full of watermelons parked on the side of the road.

There is also a wooden sign on the back of the truck: one pound and one dollar, and each person is limited to one.

Needless to say, it must be the director's handiwork.

The four of them looked at such a stall and looked at each other.

A minute later, behind the wooden sign, four young people sat in a row on a small bench and looked at the passers-by, their expressions empty.

One or two, the number of people watching the excitement around gradually increased, especially a few young people, took out their mobile phones to take pictures and crackled and typed, obviously ready to call friends to come to watch the monkeys.

However, it is true that there is no one who took the initiative to ask the price.

One minute, two minutes......

Seeing the crowd of onlookers going back and forth, Ye Qingfan finally couldn't help but whisper: "We, do you want to shout?" ”

Yu Hai listened to the sound of various small horns constantly sounding on the street, and nodded: "Yes, you come!" ”

Ye Qingfan took a deep breath, stood up and said loudly to the crowd of onlookers: "Buy watermelon?" A pound for a dollar? Big and sweet. ”

At the same time, Yu Hai silently took out a large watermelon from the car and put it on the ground, and knocked out a rhythmic knock sound with his hand.

In the next second, a young girl had already spoken: "Give me one, just the one in His Highness's hand!" ”

So Lin Qianqian silently moved the watermelon to the electronic scale.

Sweeping the QR code held in Ye Qingzhou's hand, a transaction was completed, but the customer did not leave, but continued to silently watch Yu Hai continue to shoot watermelons.

Shoot one, sell one, very efficient look.

There are not many young people in the town, but Yu Hai's strong appearance and affinity still make the watermelons on the train decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye.

By the time it was close to lunchtime, more than half of the watermelons in the car had been sold.

Yin Du is also like an old mother, coming over to call someone for dinner.

Holding a few big watermelons specially given by Lao Wu, the five of them walked towards home.

Along the way, most of the people were in a hurry, as if they wanted to rush home for dinner.

Suddenly, a teenager with a schoolbag and a somewhat depressed expression attracted the attention of the killed.

The boy was about ten years old, and he was sitting at the door of a house with the gate closed, his eyes wandering among the pedestrians on the road, and his expression was a little anxious and helpless.

In the next second, he paid attention to Yu Hai and his party sitting on the street, but his eyes did not stay on no one, but stared at the watermelon in their hands.

Then, Yu Hai clearly saw the young man swallow his saliva.

That longing look is something that anyone can see.

However, the boy seemed to notice that the five people were seeing his gaze, and hurriedly looked away, pretending to be casual and looking elsewhere.

It's just that Yu Hai saw the other party swallow his saliva again.

Yu Hai paused, this time was the meal, and the young man was obviously hungry.

Maybe the adults in the family have something to delay and haven't come back.

However, the young man's longing eyes made him feel a little dazed.

He couldn't tell whether it was himself or his primordial nature, and his memory had had that kind of longing before.

I can't remember how old I was, or when it was summer, he used to look at the ice soda in the hands of his classmates with such longing eyes when he bought spicy noodles with all his pocket money.

At that time, a classmate said that he was willing to lend him money, but he refused in a tone that he didn't want at all.

Thinking of this, Yu Hai couldn't help but want to laugh in his heart.

In the next second, the watermelon on his hands was unstable, and it had fallen to the ground with a chirp and split in half.

Everyone immediately looked at him.

Yin Du immediately asked, "Is Xiaoluo tired?" ”

Yu Hai shook his head: "My hand is slippery!" ”

Saying that, Yu Hai squatted down and picked up the watermelon, looking a little pity, he turned his head to look around, and then walked towards the little boy with a schoolbag, in his stunned gaze, Yu Hai said sincerely: "Can you do me a favor?" ”

"What?"

Yu Hai handed over half of the watermelon in his hand: "I'm in a hurry to go home, it's a pity that I lost this watermelon, can you help me solve it?" Not dirty. ”

"Okay, okay." The little boy took the watermelon a little bewildered, stared at the red flesh, irrepressibly, and swallowed another mouthful of saliva.

Yu Hai showed a relieved expression: "Thank you!" ”

The little boy immediately looked up and showed a shy smile: "You're welcome." ”

Yu Hai then turned to leave, without looking back at all to see if the boy had eaten watermelon.

He raised half of the melon in his hand to Yin Du: "I'm sorry, there is only half left." ”

Yin Du seemed to understand what was coming, and rolled his eyes at him: "It's not worth going back to this watermelon!" ”

Ye Qingzhou immediately said anxiously: "Your Highness eats me." ”

While talking and laughing, several people returned to the mushroom house.

He Changping and the others have already begun to put on the dishes and chopsticks.

Seeing the half of the watermelon with uneven edges in Yu Hai's hand, he was a little puzzled.

Yin Du helped explain.

At this time, Lin Qianqian, who had been silent all the way, was a little puzzled: "Your Highness just deliberately dropped the watermelon?" ”

Yin Du smiled: "Didn't you find out? Xiaoluo's acting skills are really poor! ”

Yu Hai was speechless: "I'm not an actor, what do I want to do with acting?" ”

Lin Qianqian frowned: "Why?" Just give the watermelon to that kid, why deliberately drop it and give only half of it? ”

Guo Siying knew that her niece's response was very slow, so she patiently explained to him, "Do you think you want to give it directly?" ”

"Why not? He looked very eager to eat. ”

Guo Yinghou shook his head: "For a teenager, self-esteem is a very important thing. ”

"Not bad!" He Changping said while stir-frying the dishes in the pot: "Children's self-esteem is actually very sensitive and fragile, but many adults are very fond of dealing with it in a self-righteous way. ”

"For example, if it were someone else, many people would have seen that the child should want to eat watermelon very much, and most people wouldn't mind giving him watermelon, but did the vast majority of people just come forward and hand him the melon as a matter of course? Even after this kid refuses, will he be very tough and stuffed with him? They definitely don't think about it, is this child really refusing, or is he being polite? ”

Yin Du nodded while cutting the half of the watermelon: "In fact, it's not just a matter of children's self-esteem, I think many people actually like to have a superior mentality when they do good deeds." ”

"Of course, no matter what mentality you have to do good deeds, at least they do it, and that's very good, there's nothing to criticize. It's just that I personally prefer people who are thoughtful. ”

Guo Siying echoed while helping to set up the dishes and chopsticks: "Anyway, everything needs to have a scale. ”

"The kindness of some people really hurts."

Everyone in the mushroom house was eating melons, and they all looked thoughtful.

Especially Lin Qianqian, she didn't know what she thought of, and her expression was a little dazed.

The barrage in the live broadcast room has always been very lively.

After all, bar spirits are everywhere.

The party Yu Hai silently gnawed on the melon and kept silent.

In terms of his emotional intelligence, he is not a well-thought-out person, on the contrary, he never thinks about it that much, and many times he does not think about things very comprehensively.

This time, he just thought of his former self and substituted for the other party.

Listening to the emotions of several middle-aged people, Yu Hai couldn't help but think of a sentence he liked very much:

The most touching thing is just the right amount of gentleness and quiet kindness

(End of chapter)