Chapter 275 Are you sure you want to go to hell with Big Brother?
Sang Yu, who was standing next to them, just watched the two of them with a quiet smile, neither stopping them nor helping.
After Sang Yongjing changed from sitting to standing, he blurted out, "We were just discussing whether or not to arrange a marriage for Hao'er and Xiao Zhao."
These were exactly what Sang Xinghao had just said in his ear.
"Oh? Childhood engagement?" Sang Yu raised her eyebrows slightly, with the smile on her face as always, but it made the two grown men feel a chill in their backs for no reason.
"Ahem, little sister, Dad was just saying that casually. The two children are still young. We have to wait until they grow up and see what they want."
Sang Xingjia knew that if she continued to ask questions, Sang Yongjing would be exposed, so she quickly took over the conversation.
"Let's not mention the matter of child marriage anymore. Xiao Zhao has done us a favor, and we should raise her instead of treating her as a child bride." Sang Yu finally put away her smile and said seriously.
Maybe many people subconsciously think that adopting a girl is to get her gratitude in the future, but Sang Yu has never thought about it that way.
If it weren't for Xiao Zhao, she would never have been able to get the chili peppers in a short period of time, and she would not have been able to continue with the subsequent series of plans.
The benefits she brings are definitely much more important than the support, and one cannot have both.
When it comes to marriage, everything depends on Xiao Zhao herself.
If she really fell in love with Sang Xinghao, Sang Yu would welcome her with open arms. But if she fell in love with someone else, she would also give her a generous dowry to serve as her support and confidence.
"Yes, yes, my little sister is right." Sang Xingjia nodded repeatedly. This was just an excuse he made up on the spur of the moment.
Their family is relatively open-minded, otherwise they would not have agreed to Sang Yu's rejection of the marriage proposal with General Mu.
The matter was over and the three of them continued to sell milk tea.
After a long while, Sang Yu suddenly slapped his head, as if he had just remembered something.
"Brother, I promised to bring back candied haws for Xiaodi and Xiaozhao yesterday, but I was so busy I forgot. Can you help me buy a few strings? Just buy six, one for each of us to whet our appetites."
"Okay!" Sang Xingjia agreed readily.
When his figure disappeared from sight, Sang Yu's scrutinizing gaze immediately fell on Sang Yongjing: "Tell me, what is it that you can't let me know?"
Sang Yongjing, who was caught off guard, froze in his tracks and subconsciously looked towards the door, but Sang Xingjia was no longer there.
"Hey, Yu'er, what's the matter? I don't understand what you are saying."
"Dad, are you sure you want to collude with big brother and hide it from me?" Sang Yu looked at him with a smile.
These two people really thought she was so easy to fool. Sang Xingjia's performance was indeed good, and even the excuse she found on the spur of the moment was unexpectedly in line with the context.
But the problem is, when she said that the matter was over, Sang Yongjing immediately relaxed from his original tense state.
It would be strange to say that he didn't have something else on his mind.
"..." Sang Yongjing felt a darkness before his eyes. No wonder she asked Jiaer to buy candied haws. It turned out that she wanted to get him away and leave him alone for interrogation.
There are no vendors selling candied haws on Qinghuan Street, mainly because the profit margin of this product is very low.
When the ladies and gentlemen see it for the first time, they may think it is novel and buy one or two to try it, but it will be difficult to sell them again later.
Carrying a stack of straw and walking back and forth here for a whole day, I might not be able to sell ten straws, so gradually people stopped coming.
Sang Xingjia did not mind the trouble and walked outside to look for them. About quarter of an hour later, he came back with a bunch of bright red candied haws.
He sat down first, and gently placed the candied haws on the edge of the table to avoid breaking them. Then he looked up and said to Sang Yu, "It's hard to find the candied haws seller. I ran around several blocks before I found one."
"That shouldn't be the case. This is the peak season for selling candied haws." Sang Yu felt a little strange.
The natural ripening period of hawthorn is concentrated in autumn. Vendors selling candied haws should use various methods to store as much hawthorn as possible, and they should be sold everywhere at this time.
"Well, there are plenty of people on the streets outside, but there's no one on Qinghuan Street."
Sang Xingjia was also helpless. He didn't think about it carefully at first and went directly to the nearby street, but he couldn't find the vendor carrying the haystacks.
Sang Yu immediately understood the key: "Maybe business is not doing well here, so they don't come here anymore."
The two chatted for a while, during which Sang Xingjia would occasionally meet Sang Yongjing's eyes, but the other party would always look away immediately.
It seemed a little strange at first glance, but he didn't think too much about it. He just thought that his father was still in a state of panic because he had done something bad and was almost discovered by his little sister.
Sang Yu lifted the lid of the bucket and took a look. There was still a shallow bottom left inside. She estimated that there was enough for four or five cups. She stood up and said, "Let's pack up and go home."
"Ah? You're not going to sell the rest?" Sang Xingjia was stunned. He also saw the remaining amount at the bottom of the barrel. Wouldn't it be a waste to take it back?
"It's okay, there's only a little left, it's no big deal, just pour it out when you wash the bucket."
Facts have proven that even gods cannot bear to eat or drink the delicious food every day, let alone ordinary people.
At the beginning, when there were only one or two cups left, the Sang family members were very active and proactive in rushing to drink them, but after a long time, only Xie Qiujin could still force herself to drink a cup.
The extra milk tea could be given to other people in the village, but that’s not easy to do.
Business is bad today, so I have some left over to give away. If I don’t give it away tomorrow, people will talk behind my back.
As the saying goes, "a peck of rice is a grudge, a bushel of rice is a favor." Once you develop a habit, if you don't give something back one day, you will be wrong.
So at most Sang Yu would send some money to Zhao Hu's family from time to time, but the frequency was not high.
But she really wasn't wasting money on purpose this time. Since she learned from Sang Yongjing that Sang Xingjia was planning to go find Master Chai to act, he couldn't go empty-handed. He had to bring some gifts.
This milk tea that is about to be poured out is just right. It is not a lavish gift, but it is presentable.
After Sang Yongjing told her the truth, he thought she would be angry and furious, but he didn't expect that after Sang Yu was silent for a moment, not only was she not angry, but she also smiled and told him to help with all his heart.
This made him feel uneasy for a moment, not knowing whether she was laughing out of anger, or was trying to kill both of them while holding back her sarcasm.
He made a lot of guesses, but unfortunately he didn't guess Sang Yu's thoughts at all.
When Sang Yu first heard Sang Yongjing's words and knew that his elder brother was planning to put on a show for him to reassure him, he was indeed a little angry.
She had a relatively good understanding of Sang Xingjia's abilities and knew that if he could exert his full strength, he could at least pass the imperial examination to become a tribute scholar, let alone a Jinshi.
At that time, the family will be exempt from taxes, and ordinary people will not dare to bully them, so they will have more confidence.
But she knew Sang Xingjia's temper better. He seemed easy-going and easy to talk to, but in fact, his temper was exactly the same as hers. Once he made up his mind, no one could persuade him.
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