He murmured, "When my mother makes egg drop soup, she wishes she could divide one egg into two portions."
My sister's cooking is great; it's mostly eggs, with only two or three bamboo mushrooms. It tastes good, but there are so many eggs that I feel a little guilty.
"Uncle, don't worry, Dad can take the bamboo mushrooms to the city to sell for money, that's why Mom put in more eggs and less bamboo mushrooms," Yan Qiu explained with a bright smile.
Hu Wenhua raised his thick, dark eyebrows, clearly not believing it.
The older sister can only fool young children. Bamboo mushrooms can be sold for money, but they can never sell for as much as eggs!
He silently decided that once he returned to town, he would find a temporary job to earn some money to send to his sister...
Shui Qing watched Hu Wenhua's expression, which alternated between worry and relief, from a short distance away, and smiled knowingly.
This boy is so innocent; his thoughts are written all over his face.
But that's normal. Who would believe that she really couldn't bear to part with the bamboo mushrooms and added so many eggs?
After all, one pound of bamboo mushrooms can buy more than twenty pounds of eggs!
Egg drop soup isn't like poached eggs; even if you're making it really substantial, you don't need that many eggs.
"Shuiqing, Shuiqing," came a clear and gentle voice, and Shuiqing turned her head to look.
Fan Jin, looking like a timid wife, secretly stretched out his palm, on which were a few pieces of silver.
"The price of He Shou Wu was much higher than we expected, more than eight taels of silver. After I bought the necessary items, I still had three taels of silver and more than one hundred copper coins left. The copper coins are stored in the bamboo basket," Fan Jin reported clearly in detail.
Shui Qing nodded, reached out and took the loose silver, and saw Fan Jin hesitate to speak.
She raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's up?"
Fan Jin's dark, moist eyes were sincere and earnest. "Shui Qing, our parents have given us a lot of financial support over the years. My brother-in-law will need money for his marriage next year."
"The things Father sent today are worth at least one tael of silver. Now that we have silver, how about we exchange it for silver so Father can take it back?"
Without hesitation, Shui Qing replied, "Okay."
Fan Jin's refined face broke into a smile, but the smile immediately froze upon hearing the next sentence.
Shui Qing said, "Give the silver to your father and let him take it back."
He knew his father-in-law's personality well; he would never accept money for the things that were sent.
He looked at his brother-in-law, who was squatting by the roadside, shoveling rice into his mouth.
Wen Hua's personality is even more cheerful than his father-in-law's, and he's even less likely to...
Most importantly, the size difference between him and his father-in-law and brother-in-law was too great, making it impossible to force them to take him back.
Shui Qing wanted to laugh when she saw Fan Jin in a dilemma. She said, "The timing of returning a gift is also important. Otherwise, you will not only fail to gain gratitude but also make people unhappy."
If we earn more money during this time, we can make some clothes for our parents in a few days, and give them some money after Wenhua takes a liking to them. How can our parents refuse to accept it?
"Come here quickly, I have a lucrative business opportunity to tell you about."
Upon hearing this, Fan Jin felt a great weight lifted from his heart.
Seeing Shuiqing beckoning again, he obediently moved closer.
Over there, Butcher Hu only saw his daughter waving, and his son-in-law eagerly came forward.
He not only didn't feel it was beneath his son-in-law's dignity, but actually thought it was a good thing.
Yes, he has good taste.
But what are these two whispering about?
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