Chapter 72: Embarrassing Things

Early in the morning, there are many stalls on the street selling steaming breakfast.

There is an old-fashioned fried dough sticks shop here. There are a lot of tables and chairs lined up against the wall, and the people who come here to eat are all old neighbors.

Someone gently touched the person next to him: "Hey, Master Lin, look at that!"

The man called Master Lin looked up and saw a gold ingot basket on a donkey cart full of vegetables not far away. At this moment, a small foot was sticking out of the basket.

The little foot picked up the corner of the quilt, swayed it aimlessly, and then rested it on the edge of the basket.

Maybe it was because of the discomfort, the little feet quickly retracted. Then the gold ingot basket shook, a little hand held the edge of the basket, and a fluffy little head slowly rose up. In the morning light, the little baby's face was sleepy, but he was as pretty as a piece of jade.

The man asked, "Could it be that a kidnapper has abducted the child?"

Master Lin also looked at it carefully, and after a while, he took a sip of tofu pudding and said, "It doesn't look like it."

Xinbao was confused.

Fortunately, this was not the first time this happened. Xinbao turned his little head back and forth and saw Brother Tang not far away.

Brother Tang was standing at the back door of a house, talking to an old woman dressed as a maid. He kept bending over and smiling, and said respectfully: "The vegetables I grow are really good. How about I take two for you to look at? You can decide whether you want them or not..."

Xinbaoer understood.

She shook her little head, immediately climbed out of the gold ingot basket, carefully climbed over the cabbage mountain and the radish mountain, and prepared to pick up two radishes to give to her eldest brother.

She looked at them for a long time, picked out the best-looking one, picked it up, and then picked up another one.

The radishes were really big, and she couldn't pick them up with one hand. She had to put the first one down, use both hands to help, pick up one, hold it tightly with her short arms, and then pick up the other one.

She tried to pick up the carrot with her little fingers but couldn't. She put the first carrot down and picked up another one.

At first, the man kept watching and was almost dying of laughter. He couldn't even hold the bowl. The key point was that the little kid still looked very serious, which was simply adorable.

Uncle Lin beside him also had a smile on his face. Even the diners at the next table noticed his smile and laughed out loud. Someone said, "This is what our ancestors said. A blind bear tries to break off a stick, but one stick falls off when it breaks off one."

After finishing his meal, Master Lin paid the bill, and walked over slowly with his hands behind his back, smiling and calling her, "Little baby."

Xinbao looked up and saw him, and said politely, "Hello, uncle."

Master Lin smiled and said, "What are you going to do with the carrot in your arms?"

Xinbao said, "Send it over if it's given."

Master Lin smiled and said, "I'll help you pick it up. Can you treat me to a carrot?"

Xinbao thought for a moment and said, "Do you have a knife?"

Master Lin was stunned, a little puzzled, but still answered: "Yes."

Xinbao said, "Then if you cut the radish, can you give Xinbao a piece?" She smiled shyly, blinked her big eyes, and said in a soft voice, "Xinbao wants to eat too."

Master Lin laughed and said, "Okay."

So Xinbao gave him the radish. The radish was not washed, but it didn't have much mud on it. Uncle Lin actually had a knife. He just cut off the head and the skin came off easily. He rubbed the knife on the skin to clean it, cut a piece for her, and got into the car.

Xinbao also followed his example and sat down beside him, swinging his little feet. Then the old and the young happily ate radishes and chatted.

Brother Tang was ultimately unable to reach an agreement and had to withdraw. When he turned around and saw this scene, he was startled and said anxiously, "Xinbao!"

He walked over quickly, eyes full of vigilance: "Who is this?"

Xinbao said: "Xinbao, please give uncle some radish, and uncle will give me some."

Brother Tang's expression softened slightly, and he smiled and cupped his hands, saying, "Thank you, uncle, for helping me take care of my sister."

As he spoke, he took a pair of shoes from the car and put them on his sister's feet.

Uncle Lin smiled but said nothing.

This response was calm and dignified, not like that of a farmer.

He watched Brother Tang put shoes on Naituanzi, then he stood up and said with a smile: "Young man, come with me."

Brother Tang was stunned: "What does uncle mean?"

Xinbao said: "There are many people in Uncle Lin's family, and they all like to eat radishes!!"

Brother Tang understood and said with a smile: "Thank you for taking care of our business."

"You're welcome," Grandpa Lin said with a smile, "The food in your house is really good."

He walked forward with square steps and asked, "What other dishes do you have at home?"

Xinbao answered quickly: "There are also leeks, bean sprouts, and beans... the long ones." She gestured to show the length with her little hands.

Master Lin laughed: "Your sister is really cute, do you want to sell her?"

Brother Tang laughed hastily, "Master Lin, you are joking. My sister is the apple of our family's eye. I would never sell her out even if I had to sacrifice my life."

Grandpa Lin smiled and nodded, but Xinbao said, "You buy groceries every day, and Xinbao will come to play with you every day."

Brother Tang said anxiously: "Xinbao."

Milk ball looked at him innocently, and Brother Tang said, "Stop talking."

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But Master Lin turned around and looked at him: "I have a workshop with about a hundred people in it. I am also a businessman."

Brother Tang didn't understand what he meant for a moment, so he complimented him casually: "Master Lin has a big family and a big business."

Master Lin said, "Your sister is smart and clever. She knows what she is doing and doesn't think there is anything wrong with it. But you... why do you feel inferior? Selling goods with sweet words and flattering others, is this a shameful thing for you? Brother Tang was stunned by what he said.

He... he is not as taciturn as his father. He is quite talkative and often compliments people. He just doesn't want his sister to do such a thing.

Seeing his expression, Master Lin added, "When it comes to doing business, you can be humble, but you can never be too ambitious. Selling things is about what you need and what I have. It's mutually beneficial. Don't ever think of yourself as begging for help, otherwise, your achievements will be limited."

Brother Tang was silent for a while, then said respectfully, "Thank you, Master Lin, for your guidance."

Uncle Lin didn't say anything more, and turned to Tuanzi and said with a smile: "Do you think what uncle said is right?"

Xinbao nodded: "Yes!"

He said, "What's right?"

Xinbao thought for a moment and said, "I am happy eating, I am happy playing, and when Xinbao talks to uncle, uncle is also happy! Uncle buys happiness! It is not about Xinbao."

Uncle Lin laughed out loud.

I feel that these are just childish words, but when you think about them carefully, they make a lot of sense.

Isn’t it just spending money to buy happiness?

If the baby wasn't so adorable, he wouldn't have bothered with these trivial matters.

Master Lin led the person back and handed him over to the housekeeper. Then he went in and said goodbye to Tuanzi.

The housekeeper was kind and asked someone to weigh the dishes. After collecting the dishes, he said with a smile, "This dish is good, I will pay you according to the market price. If you have any more dishes later, you can send them over. If you want them, I will keep them."

Brother Tang thanked him repeatedly.

It went smoothly and took less than half an hour in total.

Brother Tang parked the donkey cart back at the city gate, took his sister to have breakfast, and then went to find his younger brothers.

The street market in the morning is very lively.

Brother Tang was not in a hurry either, so he just wanted to let the little boy see the world.

Xinbao saw a man selling windmills and stared at them for a while. Brother Tang smiled and said, "Xinbao wants this?"

He went over and asked her, "Which one does Xinbao like?"

There was a large rack filled with windmills of various colors. Xinbao was so busy looking at them that he had to look around.

Suddenly someone nearby said, "Hey, isn't this Tang Dalang?"

Brother Tang turned his head and took a look, then nodded with a smile: "Aunt Yang."

Aunt Yang smiled and pulled the girl next to her over, "Yuhua, why don't you call me Brother Tang?"

(End of this chapter)