"Grandma, no, I have all this strength but no brains. How can I help my sister with anything?"

"It's more like you shouldn't cause trouble for others."

Zhou Peng chuckled self-deprecatingly. He was a quiet person and did manual labor.

Such a personality is out of place in the second wife's household; he is more like his eldest uncle, Zhou Dayong.

Zhou Sui knew that although her older cousin was a bit dull, he was down-to-earth and hardworking; he just hadn't found a job that suited him yet.

She needs help right now, and Zhou Sui is happy to help as long as her older cousin is willing.

"Brother, don't underestimate yourself. You do the work of two grandmas."

"With your help, the three of us are essentially four people, but in the end, only the three of us get to split the money. Don't you think that's a good deal?"

Grandma Zhou couldn't help but laugh, "Sui'er's mouth is getting more and more eloquent."

In the end, Zhou Sui made the final decision: the profits from the honey grapefruit tea would be split among the three people.

Zhou Sui is counted as 50%, because she pays for everything that is needed.

After much polite back and forth, Zhou Laotai and Zhou Peng politely declined the remaining 50%, and in the end, Zhou Peng took 30% and Zhou Laotai took 20%.

Once the matter was settled, the two worked with even more energy. It didn't matter that it was getting late; Zhou Peng simply strung up a cable and lit up the yard.

Zhou Sui was scraping the pulp, while Grandma Zhou started cutting the pomelo peel into even, thin strips.

It has to be said that experience counts; Grandma Zhou's shreds were both fine and quick.

Zhou Sui was so worried that she didn't dare to cook enough for Old Madam Zhou, since she was the slowest of the three.

Actually, she wasn't slacking off, but her hand speed and strength were just natural, something Zhou Sui couldn't match.

After finishing his homework, Zhou Xu came out and helped with the chores. A large pot of water was boiled in the middle of the yard. The grapefruit peels were cut and thrown into the pot to boil. After boiling for five or six minutes, they were taken out, washed clean, and then boiled again.

Zhou Sui called a halt after repeating this process three times. This step was crucial; if the bitterness of the pomelo peel couldn't be removed by boiling, the honey pomelo tea couldn't be made.

After tasting the grapefruit peel, Zhou Sui began the final step. She could ask others for help with the earlier steps, but she had to do the cooking herself.

"Sui Sui, the pomelo segments have all been broken off, and all the seeds have been removed as you requested."

Zhou Peng carried over a large basin of pomelo pulp.

"Okay, put it aside for now."

A little water, yellow rock sugar, grapefruit peel, and fruit pulp were already in the large pot; these were added last.

Zhou Sui wanted to do it herself, but after stirring with her thin arms and legs for a few shovelfuls, she felt powerless.

At times like these, she always wondered why a woman's body couldn't possess the strength of a man; she was full of energy but couldn't unleash it.

Seeing her like that, Zhou Peng took over the work.

Watching him stir the pot so easily, Zhou Sui couldn't be more envious.

Place the brewed grapefruit tea in a clean large bucket and add honey after it has cooled down.

It was already past midnight when they finished all this. Zhou Sui urged Grandma Zhou and Zhou Peng to go back to sleep, but the two insisted on tidying up the things in the yard before going back.

As Zhou Sui was about to go to sleep, she thought it seemed necessary to set up a dedicated workspace where she could prepare all the food she wanted.

It saves us the trouble of setting up this and carrying that in the yard.

The next day, Zhou Sui and Zhou Peng went to the town's cannery and bought about a hundred glass bottles.

Half of the grapefruit tea was packaged into small bottles, and the other half was kept in a large bucket, ready to be taken to town tomorrow to be diluted and sold.

Li Qiuju returned just after finishing her work, carrying milk and malted milk powder.

Zhou Sui knew that they were going to the Zhao family.

"Mom, I'm going to change my clothes."

To make work easier, Zhou Sui wore some old clothes that weren't very stylish.

Li Qiuju patiently waited for Zhou Sui to change her clothes. The girl came out wearing a beige hoodie, tying her hair as she walked.

Her hair, reaching her back, was gathered up and tied high on her head, revealing her smooth neck.

"Mom, let's go."

Zhou Sui casually picked up the prepared honey pomelo tea.

The mother and daughter walked along the path towards the Zhao family's house. The Zhao family's house was on the other side of the road, a two-story building, with a black car parked in front.

Zhou Sui looked at the license plate and confirmed that it was Song Qi'an's car.

"Aunt Li? Sister Zhou Sui?"

Zhao Xinfeng had just come downstairs when he saw two people walking towards him from a distance.

Zhou Sui wondered if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Zhao Xinfeng seemed to have grown taller since she last saw him.

Zhao Xinfeng's shouts attracted the attention of the people inside the house, and it was Old Master Zhao who came out.

"It's Qiuju and Suiya. Come in and sit down."

The four of them went into the house together. Zhao Xinfeng led them to sit on the wooden sofa and said he was going to make tea.

Li Qiuju quickly refused, "Xinfeng, don't bother, just have some water."

The tea was bitter and astringent, and many people in the village couldn't stand it.

While Li Xinfeng went to get water, Li Qiuju asked again, "Uncle Zhao, I heard that Qi'an was injured. How is he now?"

Zhou Sui also pricked up her ears to listen. Grandpa Zhao laughed heartily, "It's nothing, the child is fine. It's just a minor injury. Applying safflower oil for a couple of days will be enough."

Seeing what the Zhao family members were saying, Zhou Sui knew that Song Qi'an might not be seriously injured.

Li Qiuju pushed the things she brought forward, "I don't know what Qi'an likes to eat, so I bought him some supplements."

Grandpa Zhao shook his head, looking disapproving. "You people, you come to visit and that's enough, why bring anything? Oh, you're too kind."

As he spoke, he called out to the kitchen, "Xinfeng, go and call your brother down."

Zhao Xinfeng put his water glass on the table and rushed outside.

When Song Qi'an came in wearing a coat, he saw Zhou Sui stop her back movement.

Holding the water cup, taking small sips, Song Qi'an inexplicably thought of a chick pecking at rice.

"Qi'an is here." As soon as Old Master Zhao finished speaking, someone sat down on the single sofa next to him.

"Aunt."

“Sui Sui”.

As soon as Song Qi'an sat down, he politely greeted the two of them.

Zhou Sui nodded to him, then her gaze fell on his left arm.

He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt under his jacket, and the moment he sat down, Zhou Sui saw a large patch of shocking blackish-purple.