Chapter 160 Eating Grass Won't Make You Grow Taller

As the sun set, a group of people arrived at the Chen family's courtyard, bringing bamboo shoots and sour jujubes.

Wu Gousheng followed the crowd, leaning against the wall with a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, exuding an imposing aura, as if he had brought people to cause trouble.

Chen Yongxing wasn't afraid of the others, but when he saw Wu Gousheng, he grabbed a stick and became wary.

When Wang came out of the house and saw this scene, she quickly pushed the two little ones back inside, afraid that the large number of people would frighten them.

An'an rushed out while Wang Shi wasn't paying attention, her big eyes bulging as she curiously looked at the people in the courtyard. Pingping, on the other hand, hid behind Chen Yongxing, looking both curious and a little scared.

Wu Gousheng whistled, attracting An'an's attention.

She took small steps to Wu Gousheng's side, tilted her head and asked, "Why are you carrying grass in your mouth? Are you hungry? I have some bread, you can eat it. Don't eat grass, Mom says eating grass will make you grow taller."

An'an took out the pancake she had hidden in her bosom and tried to look up.

She suddenly realized that her brother didn't need to grow any taller; he was already taller than her second uncle.

Wu Gousheng was amused by the child in front of him and laughed out loud. He was a little curious about how Wan Qiqi usually took care of the child, and how she managed to raise her daughter to be so brave!

Looking at Pingping behind Chen Yongxing, he felt that Pingping was much less impressive.

Wu Gousheng squatted down, looking at the pancake in the little hand.

Even from a short distance, he smelled the aroma of the pancake, which whetted his appetite and made him want to reach out and take it.

Just tell him directly that this pancake must be delicious!

Just as he reached out, a small figure suddenly appeared and blocked the pancake, which greatly displeased him.

He looked up, and a flat face came into view. He suddenly burst into laughter.

Interesting! Really interesting!

Pingping may seem timid, but he protects his brave younger sister behind him with a fearless attitude, truly befitting an older brother.

Wu Gousheng suddenly thought of his younger brother at home, but he wasn't so cute; instead, he was somewhat annoying.

Chen Yongxing dropped the stick, snatched the two little boys away from Wu Gousheng, and asked warily, "What are you doing at my house?"

Zhao Shitou squeezed into the courtyard and said with a smile, "Your sister-in-law said she wants to buy bamboo shoots, 5 coins a pound, and asked us to come to the courtyard to have them weighed by you."

Chen Yongxing was skeptical. This sounded like something his sister-in-law would say, but what was Wu Gousheng's situation, and why was he here too?

Wu Gousheng shrugged helplessly, leaned against the wall again, and said, "Your sister-in-law promised to trade bamboo shoots for sweet soup. I'm waiting for the sweet soup!"

Although Chen Yongxing was a little confused, he still thought that he should weigh everyone's bamboo shoots first and ask about the money when his sister-in-law came back. "You all bring your things and line up, I'll weigh them one by one."

After he finished speaking, the people in the yard lined up on their own and waited to be weighed.

After a long while, Wan Qiqi and Lin Dazhuang returned, followed by a group of children, each carrying a basket filled with sour fruits.

Lin Dazhuang was even more puzzled when he saw this.

What exactly is the eldest sister-in-law planning to do?

Wan Qiqi gestured for Lin Dazhuang to put the items aside, and said to Chen Yongxing, "Weigh them carefully, don't weigh them wrong. Cut off the inedible parts at the bottom. If you don't want them, I won't accept them. I only accept the edible parts. I don't want people who try to take advantage of me."

Then she took out a bag of copper coins and handed it to Wang Shi, saying, "Mother, you can settle the bill."

"I...can I do it?" Wang hesitated slightly, afraid that she might have miscounted the money.

"Mother, don't worry, I trust you." Wan Qiqi patted Wang Shi on the back and went into the main room.

She was genuinely surprised by the people digging for winter bamboo shoots. She hadn't expected that the offer of 5 coins per pound would be so tempting that some people would give up digging for yams to dig for winter bamboo shoots, just to earn some money.

But that's normal. If you have money to buy grain, who would want to eat yams?

Wan Qiqi picked up an opened jar of honey pomelo jam from the corner of the wall, and walked out with the jar in her arms.

Outside, Lin Dazhuang had already prepared a scale, a cup for making sugar water, and hot water. As soon as she went out, she was immediately surrounded by children.

Wan Qiqi moved a small stool and sat down. "Come one by one, line up. Brother Dazhuang, weigh one of you, and I'll make you a cup." Although her voice was somewhat stern, her eyes were exceptionally gentle.

Hearing the noise, Pingping and An'an also came over, carried small stools and sat down, staring intently at the sweet soup in Wan Qiqi's hand.

Wan Qiqi felt somewhat helpless; their expressions made it seem as if she had abused them.

Seeing that she didn't mention him, Wu Gousheng called out, "Hey, where are Erpang and me?"

Wan Qiqi then looked up at the two people on the wall and said meaningfully, "You're going to fight with a child? Aren't you ashamed?"

An'an imitated her and asked, "Aren't you ashamed?"

Wu Gousheng finally understood. This little girl, An'an, had learned the essence of Wan Qiqi, which was why she was so bold and even dared to say things to him!

Erpang leaned close to Wu Gousheng's ear and whispered, "Gousheng, isn't she too arrogant? Should I teach her a lesson?"

"What's there to teach him a lesson?" Wu Gousheng vented his anger on Erpang, punching him a few times before he felt better.

Looking again, Wan Qiqi had already made several cups of sweet soup.

The children drank the sugar water, their faces beaming with bright smiles.

Wu Gousheng felt he had been cheated. His two bamboo shoots weighed at least three jin, which was worth 15 wen, enough for five cups of drinks. Why did he only ask for two cups of sweet soup?

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, feeling as if he had been tricked by Zhao Shitou.

Standing to the side, Zhao Shitou, holding 55 coins, was overjoyed. He rolled his eyes at Wu Gousheng and mocked, "Oh, Gousheng, you still haven't gotten your sweet soup? That's right, it's for kids, you're still too young!"

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