"Okay." Qin Baojun wiped his hands on his clothes before taking the water glass, taking a sip, and exclaimed, "This house is on higher ground, I didn't expect the water to be so sweet, it tastes better than the well water in the back street."

Lin Chunying has been here for the past few days, drinking here many times, and has said similar things.

Qiao Qiqi felt a little guilty and didn't say anything.

She could only be thankful that the well water in Qin Huai's courtyard was naturally delicious; otherwise, things would have been very difficult to explain.

The three of them stood in the yard. Lin Chunying and Qin Baojun had eyes for life and immediately noticed that the bean vines in the yard had hardly flowered.

In other words, no more beans will grow on the vines.

Seeing this, Lin Chunying and Qin Baojun decided to pull up all the bean vines. It would be just a few days before it was time to plant cabbage, so they turned over the soil and planted the cabbage.

Qiao Qiqi naturally had no objections.

Because Qin Baojun's leg was inconvenient, Qiao Qiqi and Lin Chunying were responsible for pulling it.

Then he threw the pulled bean vines into the yard, and Qin Baojun sat down next to them and picked off all the remaining beans from the vines.

Xin Xin woke up at this time and saw that the group was working, so she came over to help Qin Baojun pick green beans.

Qin Baojun noticed that Xin Xin's face had become noticeably rounder in the past few days, even looking a bit chubby. Her originally rough skin had also become increasingly delicate under Qiao Qiqi's careful care.

Pretty children are always favored by elders. Qin Baojun magically pulled a piece of candy out of his pocket. "Little Xin Xin, do you want some candy?"

Xin Xin's big eyes lit up immediately, but she pursed her lips and turned to look in Qiao Qiqi's direction.

"Eat up." As soon as Qiao Qiqi spoke, Xin Xin immediately took the food.

Unable to speak, he could only look at Qin Baojun with gratitude.

Qin Baojun stroked her hair and suddenly asked Qiao Qiqi, "Has there been any word on when Xin Xin's illness will get better? She was such a good girl, and suddenly she can't speak anymore. It's heartbreaking."

Although Qiao Qiqi didn't know when Xin Xin would get better, she still said hopefully, "The doctor said that as long as we communicate with her often and help her resolve her inner conflicts, she will get better soon."

Qin Baojun nodded.

After Qiao Qiqi picked up the fallen beans and leaves from the furrows, Lin Chunying began preparing the furrows.

Qiao Qiqi didn't know how to use a hoe, so she went to the front and picked a few persimmons, washed them, and gave them to the others to eat to quench their thirst.

While eating persimmons, Lin Chunying suddenly said, "There are still many persimmons that haven't ripened yet. It would be a waste to pull them up. Do you have any cilantro or spinach seeds? We can just scatter them in the furrows, and once they sprout, we can pull up the persimmon vines without delaying our eating."

Qiao Qiqi really didn't know if there were any seeds.

So she shook her head, "I don't know, we'll have to ask Qin Huai when he gets back."

"Okay, then wait until Qin Huai comes back and ask him. If he has any, then have him plant them."

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Qiao Qiqi happened to like eating vegetables with dipping sauce, so she naturally agreed to the suggestion.

The afternoon passed quickly, and as it was time to finish work, Lin Chunying and Qin Baojun went home to cook.

Qiao Qiqi also washed her hands and started cooking.

You can eat three meals a day and eventually get tired of everything. The real problem is deciding what to eat for each meal.

Qiao Qiqi asked Chenchen and Xinxin what they wanted to eat, and both children said they would eat whatever was made.

Qiao Qiqi received no advice and had to rely on her own ingenuity.

Thinking that she hadn't had pancakes in a long time, she scooped out two bowls of flour and planned to make pancakes.

Kids like sweets, so I made four sugar pancakes and the rest scallion pancakes.

Qiao Qiqi liked the aroma of scallions, so she specially went to the garden and picked a few more scallions, using only the leaves and keeping the white parts for soup.

Previously, they always ate melon slice soup, but today Qiao Qiqi decided to make tomato and egg soup.

So, tonight was another satisfying meal.

Soon, a week later.

Qiao Qiqi went to town three times this week, almost every other day. Because she had to catch the bus, she went to town in the morning.

Now that I have a bicycle, I can go to town whenever I want.

Two out of the three days, Qiao Qiqi chose to go in the afternoon.

That day, she carried apples and pears to the familiar door and knocked.

Soon, a familiar-looking older woman opened the door. Upon seeing Qiao Qiqi dressed as a young man, she immediately greeted her with a smile and welcomed her inside.

"I've been waiting for you since noon, and you've finally arrived."

Qiao Qiqi walked into the courtyard with a smile.

This elderly woman was the first person to buy her apples when she first started selling fruit from door to door.

The last time she came here, Qiao Qiqi also met her. She bought 2 jin of apples and 2 jin of pears from her and told her to come again this afternoon.

Qiao Qiqi sensed something was wrong, so she obediently came.

This was the first time she had stepped into her aunt's courtyard. The courtyard was small, but clean and tidy.

The front of the house is a four-room brick building. On the left side of the yard, some miscellaneous items are piled up, and on the right side, a plot of land has been dug up where some tomatoes, cucumbers, and small green vegetables are planted.

It's clearly well-maintained.

Seemingly having heard the old lady and Qiao Qiqi talking, a woman who looked to be about 35 years old came out of the house. She was slender, had almond-shaped eyes, and looked very energetic.

When she saw Qiao Qiqi come in, she wasn't surprised. Instead, she walked straight up to him, looked at the apples in his basket, and said with a smile, "So you're the young man who sells apples. My mother has been talking about you these past few days, saying that not only are your apples delicious, but you're also a very honest person."

Qiao Qiqi went along with it, saying, "Everyone is having a tough time right now. If my family weren't in such a bad situation, I wouldn't be selling this. The old lady has been very kind to me, buying quite a bit from me the last two times we met. So naturally, I can't be stingy."

"Where are you from?" the woman suddenly asked.

Qiao Qiqi didn't dare to tell the truth, so she could only say, "I live on the east side."

Seeing that she didn't want to talk about it, the woman didn't ask, but casually asked, "How many apples can you sell a day, going from street to street? Do you sell a hundred pounds?"

Qiao Qiqi immediately shook her head, "There aren't that many. It would be good enough if we could sell this basket."

Qiao Qiqi was always careful not to flaunt her wealth in front of anyone, lest she attract trouble.

Back when I was on the black market, I was so focused on making money that I didn't realize I was being watched!

Qiao Qiqi should remember this lesson from the past.

The woman seemed to believe her because she thought what she said sounded very honest.

Qiao Qiqi turned her head to look at the courtyard and suddenly asked, "Big sister, do you always live in town? I think your courtyard is quite nice. How much is it worth?"

The woman looked up: "Why are you asking this?"

Qiao Qiqi looked embarrassed. "My family isn't well-off, but I've always had a dream: to buy a house in town and bring my parents to live with us. But your house looks pretty expensive, right? At least a few hundred yuan, isn't it?"