The Chen family is skilled at farming, and they are a very united family.
They will handle the greenhouse farming.
Zhao Zhe thought Zhao Xiaoyue was going home. When they arrived at the village entrance, she hoisted the things she had bought at the grocery store onto her shoulder, sent him home, and left.
Two or three hundred meters away from the village, there was a house that was so dilapidated that the door was made of wood that it would fall apart if you used too much force. An old man with messy hair was sunbathing in front of the door.
Zhao Xiaoyue stood outside the parapet, carrying large and small bags, grinning, "Grandpa Pu Liu, are you home? Grandpa Pu Liu?"
I called out to Master Pu several times, but he didn't respond!
Ha, the old man is quite the actor; he deliberately changed his tone, "Ah, he's not here? Then I'll eat all the candy!"
Pu Liuye tossed his hair aside and glared at Zhao Xiaoyue, "Can't you see me, a living, breathing person?"
Zhao Xiaoyue feigned sudden realization, slapped her forehead, and exclaimed, "Oh, you're here! Why didn't you answer me?"
As she was about to push the door open, her eyes darted around and she exclaimed, "Oh no, this sugar is melting! Oh dear, the peach shortbread looks like it's broken!"
When Uncle Pu heard that the sugar had dissolved, it felt like a knife had stabbed his heart. He jumped back in pain, muttering, "You brat, can't you be careful?!"
He quickly opened the door, took the things from Zhao Xiaoyue's hand, took out one, and popped it into his mouth. It was as sweet as a lover's kiss!
Unfortunately, there was a spoilsport.
Seeing the expression of enjoyment on Master Pu's face, which was always like this, Zhao Xiaoyue was speechless.
The little boy jumped up and grabbed a handful of Pu Liuye's hair, "Grandpa Liuye, even black dreadlocks aren't as unique as yours!"
As he spoke, he walked towards the only house and prepared to boil water, doing so with great practice.
Uncle Pu ate his candy while lost in thought.
A moment later, a chipped iron basin was placed in front of Master Pu. Zhao Xiaoyue rolled up her sleeves, and Master Pu stuck his head out.
As Zhao Xiaoyue muttered to herself, she rubbed her hair and sprinkled some baking soda on it. "The residents above me are cursing me to death. I just settled in and they're already tearing my house apart, hahaha!"
Zhao Xiaoyue had cleaned everything inside and out, and Pu Liuye had almost finished eating the candy and snacks. The two of them sat on a bench basking in the afterglow of the setting sun!
Zhao Xiaoyue was enjoying a rare moment of leisure and comfort. Bathed in the glow of the sunset, Pu Liuye's eyes were like endless black holes, or like a boundless sea, calm and undisturbed.
If it weren't for that last breath, it would be no different from a corpse.
Actually, when Uncle Pu cleans himself up, he's quite a handsome old man. It's just that for some reason, he particularly dislikes his appearance. He's a strange person!
As the sun began to set, Zhao Xiaoyue got up to go home.
Master Pu spoke up, "Little Sun, if you become my disciple, I will teach you skills!"
Zhao Xiaoyue stumbled. "Sixth Grandfather, this isn't ancient times anymore. Do you know any kung fu?"
As he spoke, he looked Pu Liuye up and down.
Master Pu was not afraid of being overwhelmed; his eyes were deep and his aura as a superior was palpable.
"Grandpa, I don't have much time left to live. Besides, I've been passing on my knowledge and resolving my doubts from you just the same way. So it's not too much to call me Master, is it?"
Well, we've been outmaneuvered!
Zhao Xiaoyue sat back down in her chair, as if deep in thought, "Now that I've become an apprentice, what skill should I learn?"
Sixth Master Pu glanced at Zhao Xiaoyue and asked, "What do you want to learn?"
Zhao Xiaoyue simply sat cross-legged on the chair. "Then I need to think about it seriously."
When Master Pu first met this little girl, he took away her candy, but she didn't cry. The next day, she gave him a few more candies.
Later, I gradually discovered that she loved looking at a calligraphy piece hanging on my wall, so I slowly taught her to recognize characters and learn numbers.
Zhao Xiaoyue didn't actually have any plans in mind; she just wanted to tease Master Pu because he was taking it so seriously.
Is a little old man acting all mysterious? Is she more mysterious than me?
Master Pu could clearly see her nonchalance, but he didn't blame her. Who would have thought that an old man could have any skills?
Sixth Master Pu slowly asked, "What do you think, little girl?"
Zhao Xiaoyue didn't hide anything from him and said nonchalantly, "Sixth Grandfather, it's up to you. How should we bow?"
Anyway, her master or not has already taught her so much knowledge, so what difference does it make if she has another identity?
Master Pu smiled broadly.
Who in this world isn't attracted to good looks? Master Pu would definitely look better with a shaved beard.
"Just kowtow three times and call me Master, and that'll be enough!"
Zhao Xiaoyue blinked her bright eyes. "It's that simple?"
Master Pu nodded. "Yes, it's that simple!"
Zhao Xiaoyue quickly knelt down and kowtowed three times, then shouted, "Greetings, Master!"
Without waiting for Master Pu's reply, he jumped up. Master Pu nodded but didn't say anything, only saying, "It's late, let's go home!"
Then he went inside. Hey, that's weird!
After having dinner at home, Zhao Xiaoyue went to the old lady's house.
The old lady was taking off her outer garment to prepare for bed when she saw Zhao Xiaoyue lift the curtain and come in. "Have you finished washing your feet?"
"I've washed it, Grandma. I have something to discuss with you."
He plopped down on the kang (a heated brick bed) and said, "I'd like to open another restaurant and discuss it with you."
The old lady stopped joking. Ever since she learned that Zhao Xiaoyue was reborn, she had never treated her granddaughter like a child and let her do whatever she wanted.
Zhao Xiaoyue sat cross-legged, resting her chin on her hand. "Grandma, I've come up with a job posting. Let's continue with our home-style cooking restaurant model and open another branch of 'Taste' in the county town. What do you think?"
The old lady immediately took out her abacus and ledger and started calculating rapidly.
Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes widened in surprise. Everyone else uses calculators or mental calculations, but this old lady is too professional.
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