Chapter 80 The Boss's Heartwarming Gift
Xiao Cheng was not as easy to talk to as Bai Lu. He either didn't speak at all, or when he did, he would send her to the guillotine.
It's either live or die.
There was no explanation, and no room for maneuver.
Without saying a word, Chen Dafu carried away fifty pounds of roasted chestnuts and fled on his bicycle as if his life depended on it.
Being verbally abused to death by Chen Chunli is only a temporary matter; if he provokes Xiao Cheng here, he will offend Xiao Cheng.
He'll definitely get what's coming to him.
Xiao Cheng's infamous reputation for being fierce and brutal was not only widespread in Xinzhen, but also throughout their entire Qingshui Town.
Whether the rumors are true or false, everyone says that Xiao Cheng is not just a small-time hoodlum. He has brothers all over Pingcheng. Although they don't see each other often, he can rally supporters from all directions when needed.
I heard he also has a relationship with the top official in Pingcheng Bureau.
If he offends Xiao Cheng, and gets beaten up and maimed in the future, he won't know who to complain to.
With the help of Xiao Cheng and the electric chestnut roasting machine, Bai Lu quickly prepared the goods for Wen Xiuyun that afternoon.
Xiao Wei had already gone to school. After seeing Xiao Cheng off to work, Bai Lu waited a little while and then handed the freshly roasted chestnuts to Wen Xiuyun, who had come to pick them up.
He then went back to the vegetable garden to water the plants.
It hasn't rained for two days. If we don't water them soon, the newly transplanted seedlings will wither and die.
Between the stream and the vegetable garden is a tall bamboo fence covered with ivy, and in the middle of the fence stands a lush chestnut tree.
When Bailu comes to pick vegetables, she always turns into the vegetable garden from the front yard, picks the vegetables in the garden, and then goes to the front yard to wash them. She never crosses the stream and can't see the other side of the stream.
I had no idea what had changed on the other side of the river.
Even today, now, Bailu goes outside the fence to get a long wooden ladle, takes a black hard plastic bucket placed by the fence to fill with river water to water the vegetables, and opens the small bamboo gate leading outside.
I looked up and was immediately stunned.
On the opposite bank of the river, which should have been bare, a large cluster of rose bushes was surrounded by bamboo and wood in a large circle, while the other rose bushes around it had long been cleared away.
Leave only the largest and best-growing flower cluster in the middle.
Bamboo and wood of the same length were driven into the ground, with one bamboo plant spaced between one piece of wood, sprouting half a meter high on the grass to form a bamboo and wood fence.
The top of the bamboo and wood fence was covered with a long strip of gray coarse linen. There must have been powder sprinkled inside the bamboo, as there were yellowish-brown powder particles at the top and at the edges of the linen.
The edge of the linen was nailed shut with a ring of iron nails, so it wouldn't be blown away by the wind or rain, and a faint smell of medicinal powder wafted out.
Along the fence, a circle of impatiens flowers was also transplanted.
Bai Lu knew about balsam flowers; her grandmother had planted quite a few along her rose wall. The roots, stems, leaves, and flowers of balsam flowers all contain realgar, a scent that snakes dislike the most.
With the fence powder and balsam flowers, even if the snake had ten lives, it wouldn't dare approach the rose bushes anymore.
When the roses bloom, it will be another magnificent sight, a unique expression of longing that transcends time and space.
A warm feeling welled up in Bai Lu's heart.
The sky here is blue, the water is clean, the air is fresh, and while people can be good or evil, there are many kind, generous, simple, and good-hearted people.
This is a complete world with seven emotions and six desires, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, where the trajectories of all things operate normally.
She seems to be slowly adapting to life here, and is no longer so attached to it...
As the sun set, Wang Cuihua returned home, pushing her bicycle listlessly. The large basket on the back of the bicycle was empty, but she looked gloomy and showed no joy whatsoever.
He didn't even have the strength to knock on the door.
"Knock—knock—"
"White Dew".
The hoarse voice, barely audible, was nothing compared to the deafening roar of the morning, the screaming at the top of one's lungs.
If Bailu hadn't been washing vegetables in the front yard at the time, she wouldn't have heard that lifeless sound.
The door opened.
Wang Cuihua, who was almost touching the door, stumbled forward with the momentum of carrying a large basket, nearly falling onto the ground in the front yard.
In fact, it has already been thwarted.
It was a flattened large basket that innocently served as the bottom, preventing her from having intimate contact with the cement floor.
Fortunately, the bamboo basket was new, and the green bamboo was very resilient. As Wang Cuihua slowly climbed up, supporting her back, the flattened parts gradually bounced back to their original shape.
"Why are roasted chestnuts so hard to sell?" Wang Cuihua complained to Bai Lu, who was only half-smiling.
"Didn't you sell out?" Bai Lu glanced at the empty basket, slightly surprised.
Wang Cuihua, of course, couldn't sell them all, and was about to explain, while also accusing Bai Lu of her crimes.
Another loud voice was even faster than hers—
"Bai Lu, are these roasted chestnuts leftovers from yesterday? They taste so bad, you can't sell them!"
Chen Chunli, clutching her stomach, stormed in, her already rosy face turning even redder with anger.
Chen Dafu followed behind her with a basket in his hand, looking meek and submissive, clearly having been severely scolded.
At the bottom of the large basket, there were still some unsold chestnuts, weighing at least seven or eight pounds.
Unable to contain her temper any longer, Chen Chunli grabbed the basket and was about to throw it to the ground.
Unexpectedly, Chen Dafu, risking being scolded to death again, rushed over quickly and helped him to the ground.
The basket wasn't smashed, and the roasted chestnuts inside didn't spill out, so Bailu probably didn't completely offend her.
Otherwise, if Xiao Cheng finds out, they're doomed.
Chen Dafu breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, no major disaster had occurred.
Still venting her anger, Chen Chunli kicked him in the leg: "Why are you helping me up? You good-for-nothing, just like your brother-in-law, you're useless. Who would dare to complain if I dropped a basket!"
"What's the value of a broken basket? You can't even sell chestnuts, what use is this broken basket! I feel unlucky if it touches my hand, you're such a coward who gets played!"
Chen Dafu was already used to Chen Chunli kicking people at the drop of a hat. After taking the first kick to prevent her from missing and falling, he quickly dodged and stayed several meters away from her.
He dodged too quickly and almost bumped into Wang Cuihua.
Wang Cuihua was most afraid of Chen Chunli, that shrew. She would usually avoid her, afraid of running into her. When she heard the noise just now, she had already run far away.
Seeing Chen Dafu trying to hide in his direction, he turned and ran, hiding directly behind Bai Lu.
The White Dew season is the safest.
As long as Xiao Cheng is still around, no one dares to offend Bai Lu, and even a shrew like Chen Chunli wouldn't dare to bully Bai Lu.
Chen Chunli didn't dare to bully Bai Lu, but she was so angry that she started to criticize her: "Bai Lu, what you're doing is wrong. We're all family. The roasted chestnuts you give to others sell so well, but the roasted chestnuts I give you are so hard to sell. What are you up to!"
As she spoke, she gave Wang Cuihua behind Bai Lu a cold look: "Even a stupid widow can sell all the chestnuts, but we can't. Who are you trying to fool!"
Wang Cuihua was called a pig's head but didn't dare to talk back. She gritted her teeth, lowered her head, and pretended not to hear.
If she dares to talk back, Chen Chunli will definitely rush up and hit her; it has happened before.
If she hadn't run fast, her face would have been swollen from the beating.
(End of this chapter)
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