Nongmen fierce wife, this king depends on you

Chapter 30 One Old One Young

Seeing that the sky was slowly getting dark, Xia Mujin didn't dare to delay. While enlightening her father, she put away the medicine and the bamboo basket, and then raised her chin and reached out to Su Yanchu who was dazed to the side.

"No, how can I contact you if I need your help next time?" Su Yanchu made a lot of money today, so he readily handed two ten tael silver notes to Xia Mujin, looked at him, and asked with a smile.

"Da Miao Village, Xia Muzhen, but next time it won't be so cheap." Xia Muzhen took the banknote, put it away carefully, and replied a little carelessly.

"Jin'er, it's time for us to go back. The family will be worried." Xia Senlin looked at the cart full of medicine bags, his heart ached, but he also cursed himself for being incompetent. Looking at the sky, he urged Xia Mujin.

Xia Mujin came after answering, but stood there and stretched her neck to look at the entrance of the restaurant, and finally said with some disappointment: "That...help me thank him."

After finishing speaking, he bowed to Su Yanchu before trotting to catch up with his father.

Xia Mujin was not in a hurry to go back, but asked Xia Senlin to take her to Li Dazhong's place, and asked him to add some medicines to the doctor's prescription in the village for her mother and brother, and asked him to prescribe some anti-fetal drugs, After paying the money, I left. On the way, I bought sand pots for decocting medicine and oil, rice and salt, before heading home.

This way, Xia Senlin pulled the reins of the cart with his shoulders, and Xia Mujin took a thick branch to help behind him, because he didn't have the thick firewood when he came, and he ate some scallion pancakes as a base, so the walking was not so smooth. Difficult, naturally much faster than when I came.

"Woooooo... Grandpa, Xiaoxiao is hungry and can't walk anymore."

At dusk, the setting sun elongates the figures of an old man and a young man. The old man has white hair and wears a rag summer shirt. bamboo basket, is staggering forward.

And next to him was a three-year-old boy with a small face that was dark and dirty, and his body was probably made from adult clothes. The boy touched his shriveled stomach with one hand, and looked at the old man sensiblely. Aggrieved out loud.

"Little boy, we'll be home in a few miles. Grandma must have made bran cakes, and I'll eat them when I get home." The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his old voice was full of calluses with a trace of helplessness. He touched the little boy's head lovingly with his hand, and comforted him panting.

"Grandpa, why no one sells our broad beans." The little boy didn't cry when he heard what his grandpa said, but asked innocently and puzzled.

The old man just sighed and didn't answer for a long time.

Xia Mujin's eyes became hot for no reason, she lowered her head and wiped the tears welling up with her hands, trotted over, looked at the broad beans in the old man's basket and asked, "Master, how do you sell these broad beans?"

"Hey, six cents a catty...Girl, you, do you want to buy broad beans?" The old man was overjoyed when he heard that someone wanted to buy broad beans, but when he saw Xia Mujin's clothes, he asked hesitantly.

"Yes, sir, I want your broad beans." Xia Mujin knew his doubts, so she smiled cheerfully at that time.

Although the old man is old, he is sensible. Looking at Xia Mujin's crescent-shaped eyes, he wiped the moist corners of his eyes with his shriveled and callused hands, and turned his eyes towards Xia Mujin behind Xia Mujin. Lin Lin looked over, sighed, and said, "Son, I know you have good intentions, but I can't sell these broad beans to you without conscience."

(End of this chapter)