Having said that, the boy turned around and ran. After a while, he came back with a pillow made of woven bamboo. It looked quite delicate and seemed to have been carefully polished.
"Okay, no problem. Do you have a kang mat or a cold mat at home?"
Ma Liang happily accepted a few candies. When he heard Gu Zuozuo's question, he waved his hand generously, motioning Gu Zuozuo to follow him in.
"Yes, my grandmother made a lot of them and was planning to sell them at the fair."
When mentioning his grandmother, Ma Liang was depressed for a while, but he soon cheered up and led Gu Zuozuo to the side room, where there were rolls of tied mats and kang mats.
Gu Zuozuo didn't hesitate and picked out a few. The kang in their room was not big and could barely accommodate the three of them, so there was no need to buy too many.
"I want five mats for sleeping and three mats for sleeping on the bed."
These mats and kang mats are well-made, without burrs and polished very smoothly. It seems that they are made with great care.
Ma Liang, who was feeling disappointed at first, was instantly overjoyed when he heard her words. Rich people! He loved the generosity of these educated youth in spending money.
"A cool mat is fifty cents, and a kang mat is one dollar, a total of five dollars and a half."
Looking at Ma Liang's black hand stretched out in front of her, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Despite his young age, he is quite quick at calculating accounts.
Take out the money, count it, and solemnly hand it to his palm.
"Take it, count it, and don't lose it."
Ma Liang's hand trembled, and a guilty look flashed across his eyes, but he still took the money without saying a word. He lowered his head, which had been held high, and the youthful energy he had when they first met dissipated a lot.
Gu Zuozuo glanced at him, reached out and touched his forehead, and looked at the seven-year-old boy in front of her who was not even as tall as her chest with a sweet smile.
"Excuse me, I'm a girl and I can't carry these things. Could you please help me get them back to the educated youth camp?"
Guilt flashed in Ma Liang's eyes. When he heard Gu Zuozuo's request, he nodded vigorously several times, his voice extremely serious.
"Don't worry, sister. I will definitely send it back to you and make sure that no one will be left behind."
Gu Zuozuo smiled and took out a few candies from his pocket and stuffed them into his hand.
"Take it, sweet mouth."
Without waiting for him to refuse, Gu Zuozuo turned around and walked out. Behind him, Ma Liang's eyes were red. He wiped his tears stubbornly, clutched the money in his hand and ran towards the barefoot doctor.
[Host, you know he overcharged you, but you still gave it to him. Are you stupid and rich?]
Gu Zuozuo stopped and looked back at the dilapidated thatched houses of Ma Liang's family, and sighed slightly in his heart.
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