Chapter 21 Is this the attitude of asking someone to do something for you?

This idea is very dangerous, and Yu Tingwan rejected it with great reluctance.

She started running up the mountain again. She

left home at dawn, and it was dark when she went down the mountain. She didn't bother to go back to the old house, and ran to Old Man Qian's house.   Old Man Qian,

who was about to go to bed, was very puzzled.

"You want to sell medicinal herbs to me?" Yu Tingwan nodded. Old Man Qian   was about to drive him away, what nonsense, what do you know about medicinal herbs.   But Yu Tingwan poured out all the medicinal herbs in the basket behind him, and there was not a single weed.   His eyes suddenly became wrong.   "Do you know these?"   Yu Tingwan: "No, but I wrote them down."   "Last time in the mountains, you pointed to Aunt Hui Niang, and it looked like this."   But I only pointed out three kinds last time, and you have six here!   Without waiting for him to ask, Yu Tingwan was particularly honest.   "I came here to get medicine for my uncle before, and these are what you dried outside your house."   That was three years ago.   She is observant, and her brain is quite useful.   But old man Qian has a strange temper and is not in a good mood: "I can dig the herbs, why should I take yours."   Yu Tingwan sincerely promotes herself: "You are old, and you must not be as fast as me."   Is this the attitude of asking for help? ? ?   Yu Tingwan continued: "The price of each herb is different. No matter how the price is set between Doctor Qian and the clinic, I will only take 60%, and the remaining 40% will be Doctor Qian's hard-earned money." "Anyway, Doctor Qian,   you will go to the county clinic to sell herbs every few days, so you won't suffer any loss if you bring more."   This is very sincere.   Yu Tingwan is not greedy, she knows the principle of accumulating little to make a lot.   Old man Qian disdainfully: "Take it away, take it away, don't stand here and get in the way."   He is a loner who can maintain a basic standard of living and drink a little wine every now and then. What is the point of making so much money?   Yu Tingwan wondered.   "You...why are you so unmotivated."   Old man Qian: ...   He was also wondering.   "Can't you carry her to the clinic by yourself?"   Yu Tingwan shook her head calmly: "The county town is far away, I don't want to walk."   "Then let's go to the village and take a horse carriage."   Yu Tingwan was stingy: "It's only three cents for one trip."   Besides, Old Man Qian and the clinic have been doing business for many years, and it's easy to talk to acquaintances. But she only knew a little about these things, and the clerks in the clinic would probably lower the price when they saw her.   Old Man Qian:...   "By the way."   Yu Tingwan suddenly thought of something. Her eyes were bright, and Old Man Qian's scalp was numb for some reason.   "There's one more thing."   He hasn't agreed to the medicinal materials yet, how could there be another thing!   Yu Tingwan: "Doctor Qian often treats people, so he should know a lot of people."   She cast a wide net.   "If there is anyone around you who is not married, please help me find a partner."   Old Man Qian:? ? He   was speechless.   He looked at Yu Tingwan in disbelief, not seeing any joke in her.   Yu Tingwan: "Thank you for your hard work."   "When the wedding comes, please invite Doctor Qian to sit at the main table."   After returning from Old Man Qian, Yu Tingwan tightly grasped the four cents she had earned.   Old Man Qian said that the medicine shop had no shortage of the herbs she picked, so they were cheap.   Yu Tingwan asked what the expensive herbs looked like.   Old Man Qian didn't say.   Those grew in the deep mountains, where there were many ferocious beasts. Why would a girl like her ask about them? After   being busy for nearly a day, she had already saved up ten cents!   ————   The Wei family.   Hui Niang sat mending shoes while Wei Shouzhong boiled medicine.   The couple looked up at Wei Zhao on the couch from time to time.   He hadn't slept yet, staring at the amulet in a daze, lifeless and dazed, like a walking corpse.   The couple was particularly satisfied that they hadn't seen him do anything radical these days.   Hui Niang: "Tomorrow we'll stew bones with radishes. Alang should drink a few more bowls."   Wei Zhao didn't want to talk.   Wei Shouzhong: "He will."

Hui Niang: "There are still a lot of pig intestines left. No one wants to buy them, so I brought them all back. I want to stir-fry half of them, and braise the other half to keep for the New Year. What does Alang think?"

Wei Shouzhong: "He thinks it's great." Wei

Zhao:...

It's really noisy.

Wei Shouzhong: "I'll go find the headman tomorrow."

Hui Niang looked at him suddenly.

Wei Shouzhong: "I've been incompetent these years, and I've made you suffer."

Hui Niang shook her head, knowing that Wei Shouzhong was also suffering.

Wei Shouzhong raised his hand to wipe the moisture from Hui Niang's eyes, and found that Wei Zhao was looking at him.

I don't know how long he had been looking at him. He was looking at

him with that strange look.

Wei Zhao was indeed confused.

He was used to the ugliness and hypocrisy of human nature. Are there not many couples in wealthy families who are in harmony

but indifferent? Those filthy guys pretend to be affectionate on the surface, just to cover up the dirty things they do behind their backs.

It is said that poor couples are sad about everything.

How come the Wei couple have never had a quarrel?

Hui Niang suddenly thought of something: "Why is there no movement next door? I saw Wan Niang going out with a backpack early in the morning. Maybe something happened."

Wei Shouzhong: "Maybe she came back early to rest."

Hui Niang felt uneasy.

"No, I have to go and take a look."

The moonlight was dim.

Yu Tingwan walked in the dark.

The snow was thick, her shoes were soaked, and she was shivering with cold.

Yu Tingwan was hungry and tired, and she took difficult steps forward.

Someone called her from afar.

Hui Niang held a lamp and knocked on the door of the old house.

"Wan Niang, are you home?"

"Wan Niang?"

After a long time, no one responded from the house, and Hui Niang frowned tightly.

No, we have to let the head of the family go to the head of the village, and the whole village look for people.

"Aunt?"

At this moment, someone called softly behind her.

Hui Niang heard the voice and walked towards her quickly. She used the kerosene lamp to look at Yu Tingwan's tired eyebrows.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but still said: "You are a girl, it's not safe after all, which village doesn't have hooligans? It's hard to walk at night, you'd better go home before sunset next time."

Hui Niang touched her hand and groaned: "It's like ice, go back quickly."

Yu Tingwan blinked.

She and Hui Niang were not familiar with each other.

Hui Niang looked down and saw that the cloth shoes she was wearing were not only worn out, but also soaked.

She was so cold that she wanted to curl up. Only a pair of pitiful eyes were exposed.

Hui Niang felt bad.

"Wait a minute."

She went back to the Wei family and quickly took out a pair of half-worn cotton shoes.

"If you don't mind, just wear them here."

Yu Tingwan didn't move.

She looked at her with a layer of scrutiny.

"What do you want from me, aunt?"

Hui Niang couldn't help laughing when she saw her alertness.

"It's a good thing to know how to guard against people."

She pushed the shoes into Yu Tingwan's arms.

"This is what Xiao Niang wore when she was alive."

"Auntie doesn't want anything from you."

"I just feel..."

Her voice became lower and lower: "I just feel that if someone was willing to help Xiao Niang, she wouldn't have to..."

She paused, didn't continue, just said.

"If the cold air enters your body, you will suffer in the future."

"You are still young, and you have a long time to live."

"We live close to each other. If you encounter any problems in the future, don't be embarrassed to mention it. Auntie knows that you girls are shy."

Yu Tingwan remained silent.

She hugged her cloth shoes tightly and half hung her head.

The last time someone whispered like this in her ear was her mother.

(End of this chapter)