Age: My Small World

Chapter 291

After dinner, Yang Jun went to Cheng Xiaoyu's house.

According to my mother, she was rejected every time she wanted to send food to Fan Ping these days. It is estimated that the Cheng family has run out of food.

When I arrived at the gate of the yard, I heard Xiaoyuer crying from the house.

"Mom, I won't go to school anymore. I won't go out. I'll just stay at home and help you with the work."

"You have to go to school. If you don't go to school, how can you keep up with Xiaoshan? What will you do if Xiaoshan goes to college in the future, kid?"

Fan Ping spoke in a firm tone.

"But mother, if you and Aimin can't even eat enough at home, what's the point of me going to school?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was confused but did not hesitate. She did not want to see her family starving like this.

Yang Jun stopped listening and knocked on the door.

If Cheng Xiaoyu is really determined not to study, it will be difficult to change her mind.

Even though the school doesn't even have classes and asks everyone to work in the countryside, if you really don't go to school and don't listen to the school's instructions, the school won't give you any opportunities and this year's study will be in vain.

"Who is it?" Cheng Xiaoyu's crying suddenly stopped.

As if he thought of something, he wiped his eyes hurriedly.

Who else would knock on the door at this time except Brother Xiaoshan? The villagers were not so polite. Most of them would shout at the top of their lungs at the door.

When she came out, she saw Yang Jun looking at her with concern.

"Xiao Yuer, are you okay?" Yang Jun asked with concern.

He reached out and rubbed Cheng Xiaoyu's head, trying to comfort her.

This action made the little girl, who had just stopped crying, tear up again.

She suddenly hugged him boldly.

"Brother Xiaoshan, I don't want to go to school anymore."

All the worries and grievances in her heart burst out at this moment, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes again.

Fan Ping, who saw this scene in the house, sighed, knowing that her daughter's life was doomed.

Now that things have turned out like this, it’s naturally impossible for her to marry someone else.

She was afraid that others would see the two of them and gossip about them, so she forced a smile at Yang Jun at the door and invited him in.

Yang Jun felt a little embarrassed, after all, he was holding the other person's daughter.

But Xiao Yuer still leaned on him and refused to get up, with red marks all over his little face.

He simply reached out and hugged her like a princess, then carried her into the house.

"Ah!" The little girl exclaimed, then became shy unconsciously and buried her head completely in his neck.

"Ahem, Aunt Ping."

He even greeted me when he entered.

"Come in." Fan Ping had a complicated expression, but didn't say much.

Inside the house, seeing the wild vegetable soup cooking on the stove, Yang Jun finally understood why Cheng Xiaoyu was so excited.

The Cheng family has run out of food.

He couldn't help but frown. Didn't Uncle Fan and the others send some food over?
"Xiaoshan, I'm sorry to have made you laugh."

As if understanding his thoughts, Fan Ping explained, "Seventh Uncle just sent over some cornmeal a few days ago, but Aimin has been eating a lot lately because he's growing, so I cooked some extra vegetables for him today."

Yang Jun didn't quite believe this, but he just nodded.

"Brother Xiaoshan, I want to go rabbit hunting with you."

At this time, Cheng Aimin on the side couldn't help but speak.

The little guy has become much thinner, but fortunately he is still energetic.

"Ai Min, you guys aren't going to school anymore?"

Yang Jun asked doubtfully.

"Yes, but only half a day. In the afternoon the teacher asks us to come back and help with the chores."

Well, to put it bluntly, we're worried that students will go hungry at school. Many people can't bring food to school, and their families might only have wild vegetables left to eat. At best, they can cook them and knead them together to make wild vegetable dumplings, but that's not a long-term solution.

"Brother Xiaoshan, let me go with you to hunt rabbits. I want to feed my mother some meat."

Children of a few years old are at the age when they have simple minds.

"Don't make trouble. Rabbits are not that easy to catch." Fan Ping stopped Cheng Aimin's nonsense with some helplessness.

"Mom, I can definitely catch the rabbit."

"Haha, Aunt Ping, maybe Ai Min can really catch it. I'll take him with me to try tomorrow."

"This...this won't work, right?" Fan Ping hesitated.

"It's okay. Xiaoyu'er will come with us. If Aimin can't catch it, Xiaoyu'er can still catch it."

Yang Jun smiled into his arms: "What's the matter? Are you embarrassed?"

Cheng Xiaoyu raised her head with a red face.

"Brother Xiaoshan, put me down first."

"Okay." He stopped teasing Xiao Yuer and carefully put her down.

Seeing that the two of them didn't seem to be uncomfortable, Fan Ping knew that they would definitely have similar encounters. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, this girl.

"Xiaoshan, you must treat Xiaoyuer well in the future." She couldn't help but say.

He has taken all the good things, and it would be unreasonable not to marry his own daughter in the future.

"Mom~" Cheng Xiaoyu stomped her feet shyly.

Yang Jun nodded resolutely: "Don't worry, Aunt Ping, when the time comes, I will treat Xiao Yu'er well for the rest of my life and will not let her suffer any grievances."

"Brother Xiaoshan..." Cheng Xiaoyu looked at him, his eyes full of tenderness.

He smiled, reached out and scratched her nose, saying, "Let's take care of the family matters first. There's still time for the rest."

"Yeah." The little girl nodded.

From the moment he said this, the girl regarded him as her future backbone.

Yang Jun looked at Fan Ping: "Aunt Ping, you know that I often go to the provincial capital, right?"

Fan Ping nodded, not knowing why Xiaoshan was talking about this.

He continued, "Actually, I know a very powerful man in the provincial capital. I can get a lot of food from him."

Speaking of food, Fan Ping's eyes widened.

Yang Jun added, "So, if your family is short of food, just tell me. I don't have much, but one or two hundred kilograms is no problem."

"One or two hundred pounds?!" Fan Ping couldn't help but speak out.

Isn’t that enough?
You have to know that it’s not that the family has no money, but that even if they have money they can’t buy food, so life is so difficult.

Of course, Fan Ping didn't save much money.

So she frowned and said with a troubled look, "Xiaoshan, how much is the grain you mentioned per pound?"

As for whether this behavior is speculation or not, she no longer cares.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jun's answer surprised her greatly.

"Cornmeal, ten cents a pound."

"What?"

You have to know that when the price did not change before, corn kernels were sold for almost one cent, not to mention cornmeal. Now it is easy to sell it for three or four cents per pound.

The sudden mention of a dime made Fan Ping confused and uncertain.

Yang Jun knew what she was worried about, so he said, "Don't worry, Aunt Ping, this is the purchase price of my friend. He doesn't want to make money from me, so he deliberately charges less. There's no problem."

"Then he would lose money. How can he do this business?"

Fan Ping was a little confused about what this person was thinking.

Yang Jun chuckled: "So you say we're friends. If you sell it to me at a high price, how can we even talk about friendship?"

He continued to make friends out of nothing.

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