Chapter 76 Sick Ji Yunzhou
What's the first thing you do after getting a car?
Xia Wu planned to drive to the town or county to sell things, including fruits and vegetables from his own mountain.
Early the next morning, she took out the vegetable baskets, wholesale plastic bags, and charged electronic scales that she had prepared long ago, and drove up the mountain to pick green plums, raspberries, and seasonal vegetables. She then took the various jams stored in the refrigerator. She also specially prepared small plastic cups for tasting.
Everything was ready. Xia Wu wolfed down his breakfast and at around eight o'clock in the morning, he took his brother out of the village.
She plans to shoot a video selling farm products, and Yang Hongwen must go with her.
On the way, Xia Wu opened the window of the bucket truck, and the early morning mountain breeze blew in through the window, mixed with the fragrance of mountain pine trees, and the air was moist.
When he arrived at the market, Xia Wu simply lowered the floor of the bucket cart to reveal the vegetables inside, turned on the small speaker, and immediately began to play the recording he had made long ago.
"Homegrown, inorganic vegetables, without pesticides, are incredibly healthy!"
The market in the town is very lively. Apart from the specialized vegetable and fruit stalls and small supermarkets, most of the people are elderly people from nearby villages who come here with baskets on their shoulders to sell vegetables and eggs.
Xia Wu standing beside the car was a beautiful sight, and the vegetables and fruits in the truck bed behind him were neatly arranged and brightly colored, attracting wave after wave of attention.
Soon someone came to ask about the goods: "What is the green thing?"
A middle-aged man riding an electric scooter stopped in front of Xia Wu. There were large and small bags of vegetables hanging in front of the scooter. It was so full that he had almost no place to put his legs.
"Uncle, these are green plums. They can be used to make wine, jam, cooking, or fruit drinks. Would you like some?"
"Green plums? Can they be eaten directly?"
"It's a bit sour if you eat it straight. I have some jam I made with green plums. Let me give you some to try!"
It's free, so why not try it? The middle-aged man nodded. Xia Wu scooped a little jam into a tasting cup and handed it to him. He picked it up and drank it all in one gulp. After finishing, he smacked his lips and tasted it. It was sour and sweet, and tasted very good.
"How do you sell it?"
"A 500ml bottle, 60 each."
“So expensive?”
"Yes, I use better ingredients when I make it myself. If you think it's expensive, you can buy some green plums and make it yourself. I'll tell you the method."
"How much is a pound of green plums?"
"Six yuan a pound."
"It's not cheap either," the middle-aged man got out of the car, set up the electric scooter, and walked to the front of the scooter to pick up green plums. "Did you grow these yourself?"
"Yes, I'm from Yanggou Village. I grow vegetables and fruits on the hilltop I own. Don't worry, they're not sprayed with pesticides, so you can eat them directly. Would you like some?"
The middle-aged man put the green plum to the tip of his nose and smelled it, then picked up the green plum jam bottle beside him and weighed it carefully. After hesitating for a long time, he said, "Then weigh me ten kilograms of green plums, and I want a bottle of jam."
"OK!"
Xia Wu held up the plastic bag without saying a word, "Do you want to choose it yourself or should I do it?"
"Just come. I think these fruits are growing very well."
"Don't worry, uncle. If you have any questions, just come to me."
Xia Wu skillfully packed him 6.2 jin of green plums, plus a bottle of green plum jam, for a total of 120 yuan.
When the middle-aged man was buying green plums and jam, many passers-by came over to watch.
Donghua Town is an area with mountains and water, where many fruits can be grown, but green plums are still rare.
Many people were curious about the taste of green plums. Xia Wu refused to let them try the green plums, but generously let them taste the green plum sauce.
The unique taste of green plum jam has captured the hearts of many people, but a bottle costs sixty yuan, which most people cannot afford.
The only option was to buy green plums and then make the sauce myself according to Xia Wu's instructions.
Xia Wu picked sixty to seventy kilograms of green plums today, and they were all sold out in a short time.
We didn't pick many raspberries, they were too difficult to pick, only about ten pounds at most, and they were all sold out in a short time.
When I was buying fruits, I saw the vegetables on the cart were green and juicy, and they looked good, so the fruits were sold out along with the vegetables, which sold out quickly.
For more than an hour, Xia Wu was very busy. Most of the things in the car were sold, and Yang Hongwen took a lot of photos.
Seeing that there was nothing left in the car and his WeChat balance had increased a lot, Xia Wu planned to pack up and go home.
Clean up the torn vegetable leaves and take them home, and feed them to chickens and ducks. In any case, they must not be wasted.
As he was packing, an electric bike stopped in front of the car. The middle-aged man who had just bought green plums and jam got out of the car anxiously. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xia Wu was still there.
"Luckily you haven't left yet!"
Xia Wuxin raised her head, "Uncle, what's wrong? Are any of the green plums we bought rotten?"
"No, no, I want to buy some more green plums. Do you have any left?"
Xia Wu felt relieved, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "No, it's sold out."
"Oh, if I had known I would have bought more!"
"Do you have any green plums at home? If not, I'll go with you to the village to buy some more."
"Uncle, are you in a hurry? If you're in a hurry, it's okay. Yanggou Village isn't far away anyway."
"It's not that I'm in a hurry, it's my daughter who wants it," said the middle-aged man named Zheng Peng. He has a daughter who opened a bakery in the town last year. The shop sells desserts, snacks, milk tea, fruit drinks and the like, and the business is pretty good.
Zheng Peng opened a barbecue restaurant on the same street. He would go to the market early every morning to buy ingredients and some fresh fruits for his daughter who loved to sleep in.
His daughter is usually not satisfied with the fruits I buy, but who would have thought that the green plums and green plum jam I bought today would immediately please her.
Zheng Peng's daughter is called Zheng Fang, and the name of the shop is Xiaofang Baking. It is said that after Zheng Fang tasted the green plum jam, she came up with several new desserts and fruit drinks, and then urged her father to come and buy some more.
Xia Wu expressed her understanding. Just as they had almost packed up everything, she took Zheng Peng back to the village to pick green plums.
The first day of selling goods in the city was a great success. Xia Wu earned more than a thousand yuan and also found a stable customer for Qingmei on the mountain.
Not only that, Xia Wu also filmed a video of going to the city to sell goods, edited it and posted it online, which received a lot of views. On Kuaishou, views can be converted into revenue. Just this long video brought Xia Wu thousands of yuan in revenue.
The income from Xia Wu’s account does not belong to her personally. Without her brother’s filming, she is nothing.
Therefore, the brother and sister share the account income equally.
Before Xia Wu came back, Yang Guojun and Liu Guizhen also deposited money for Yang Hongwen, but Yang Hongwen did not have his own bank account.
After Xia Wu came back, he got a mobile phone number and a bank card for his brother. Every time he withdrew the account earnings, half of it would go into Yang Hongwen's own account.
No matter what, money is the confidence. I don’t know whether Yang Hongwen will be fine in the future, but it’s always good to have money.
There is not a market in the town every day. It takes turns with the neighboring town to hold a market every two days.
The next day, Xia Wu drove a cart of goods to the neighboring Xinji Town. Except for the green plums, the other vegetables were sold out quite quickly.
In this way, Xia Wu sold vegetables, grew vegetables and filmed videos day after day, and in the blink of an eye, Qingming Festival was approaching.
Qingming Festival is connected with Saturday and Sunday, so there are three days of holiday. Someone in the group has asked Xia Wu if he can come to experience picking during Qingming Festival.
Xia Wu agreed, but the number of tourists that could be accommodated was limited, so it was on a first-come, first-served basis.
This Qingming Festival, Yang Guojun plans to take Xia Wu to the mountains to worship their ancestors and return to their roots.
When she just came back last year, Xia Wu wanted to change her name and household registration back, but she didn't have a household registration booklet, a birth certificate, or a paternity test report, so changing her household registration was extremely difficult.
Although these cannot be changed for the time being, Xia Wu still made some minor changes on the surface. For example, he told others that his surname was Yang and his name was Yang Xia Wu. The beam-raising banquet he held some time ago also invisibly consolidated the villagers' recognition of Xia Wu's identity.
Since he planned to cut off ties with the Xia family, Xia Wu still had a strong desire to return to his roots.
A few days before Qingming Festival, Yang Guojun and Liu Guizhen were making paper money at home. As Qingming Festival was approaching, the weather was not very good. It was drizzling outside, and Xia Wu's family did not go out.
When Grandpa Pu came over with an umbrella, Xia Wu was lying on his grandfather's rattan chair playing with his cell phone.
"Mr. Park, why are you here?"
Mr. Pu folded up his old yellow umbrella, looking anxious: "Xiao Wu, do you have time? Take me to town, I have something urgent to do."
When he said this, Yang Guojun and Liu Guizhen both stood up. "What's the matter, Uncle Park? What's the urgent matter?"
Xia Wu knew Mr. Pu's personality. If it wasn't something extremely important, he would never come down the mountain to ask for his help.
Without saying a word, he stood up and took down the keychain hanging on the wall. Xia Wu was wearing flip-flops and had no intention of going back to the house to change shoes.
"Oh, it's Yunzhou. He hasn't been here recently. I thought he went back home. Yesterday, I asked him and found out that he was sick again. He was sent to the provincial capital to be hospitalized for a period of time. He couldn't even eat when he came back. After all, I am an elder, so I have to go see him."
"That's a big deal. We have to go and see it."
When Xia Wu heard that Ji Yunzhou was sick, she also became anxious. Her lucky cat!
"Mr. Park, let's go."
The two of them got into the car without saying much.
Ji Yunzhou lives in a sanatorium in the town. It is a private sanatorium, backed by mountains and facing the water. It is just a three-story white building with professional caregivers.
Although it is called a sanatorium, Ji Yunzhou is the only one living in it, just like his private villa.
Mr. Park revealed his identity and entered the White Building smoothly without any obstruction.
Xia Wu looked around. It was extremely quiet here and the scenery was beautiful, which was very suitable for healing the body and mind.
However, she was used to the hustle and bustle of the village and felt that this place was too quiet.
No wonder Ji Yunzhou always looks indifferent and lacks the aura of a living person.
After entering the White Building, Mr. Pu was stopped.
The nurse politely refused his request to go upstairs to check on him. "Mr. Ji is resting and doesn't want to see anyone. You two wait here. I need to go upstairs to ask Mr. Ji's permission."
Mr. Park waved his hand and said, "Go quickly and tell them I'm here. Oh, and Xiao Wu too."
The nurse smiled politely and went upstairs.
There were only the two of them on the first floor. Xia Wu could no longer suppress her confusion and asked in a low voice, "Master Pu, Ji Yunzhou's injuries are so serious, shouldn't he just recuperate here? Haven't you thought about finding more doctors to treat him?"
"The Ji family is not short of money. They must have found everything they could. It's useless. He came here to recuperate on his own and doesn't want to go back."
"Why?"
Mr. Pu didn't hide anything and told Xia Wu directly, "Rich families have complicated families. It seems his injury is closely related to a relative. He went back home and watched his enemy jumping around under his nose all day long. No one would feel happy, right?"
"That's true," Xia Wu thought thoughtfully.
She had been in a wealthy family before, so she naturally knew how twisted those rich people could be for money.
Even brothers and sisters can tear each other apart and show their fangs, let alone some relatives.
upstairs.
Ji Yunzhou was lying on the bed. He had lost a lot of weight and was sunk into the soft goose down quilt, as if he was about to sink.
There was a knock on the door, and his eyeballs moved slightly, and the blue veins on his eyelids were clearly visible. After a moment, Ji Yunzhou opened his eyes with difficulty, touched the bell on the bedside, and pressed it gently.
Only after getting his permission did the nurse dare to come in and said from three meters away: "Mr. Ji, an old man and a young girl came downstairs and said they came to visit you."
Ji Yunzhou didn't move, like a dead person.
After about two or three minutes, he seemed to regain consciousness and asked weakly, "Help me up and let them in."
The nurse was still far away. He pressed the switch on the wall, and the bed under Ji Yunzhou began to shrink automatically, slowly lifting his upper body.
"You two, Mr. Ji agrees to see you. You can come up now."
Only then did Mr. Pu and Xia Wu go upstairs.
When Xia Wu entered Ji Yunzhou's room, his first feeling was that it was stuffy.
It's even more suffocating than the continuous drizzle outside.
The thick curtains blocked the light from outside. The lights in the room were on, making it as bright as day. Xia Wu didn't see Ji Yunzhou at first glance. After looking for a while, she saw Ji Yunzhou with pale skin under the white goose down quilt.
After not seeing each other for just over half a month, Ji Yunzhou has lost a lot of weight and seems to have lost his energy.
He lay there, as weak as a dying animal, his chest motionless, only his eyes were still clear, bright, and calm.
"Ji Yunzhou, are you okay?" Xia Wu felt dull in his heart and couldn't help but lower his voice and ask carefully.
Ji Yunzhou didn't answer her, but just smiled, and the smile disappeared in a flash.
His voice was very soft, "Master Pu, Xiao Wu, you are here."
"Ah!" Master Park sighed heavily, "You kid, you can't think straight at this point! In the end, you'll only be tormented by yourself!"
Xia Wu remained silent. It seemed that there was something else behind Ji Yunzhou's illness.
No matter what Mr. Pu said, Ji Yunzhou just smiled faintly. When he said he was tired, Ji Yunzhou stretched out a hand and patted the empty bed beside him.
"Sit down and talk."
Xia Wu sat down obediently and was about to call Mr. Pu to come over, but when he turned around, he saw the nurse brought a chair for Mr. Pu to sit not far away.
"Ms. Yang, you..." The nurse was dumbfounded. Mr. Ji really didn't mind others getting too close to him.
Xia Wu: “?”
Didn't they ask them to sit on the bed? When she visited other people in the village, she was used to sitting by their beds and chatting.
She looked back at Ji Yunzhou awkwardly. His clear eyes contained a hint of smile, which made Xia Wu feel even more embarrassed.
"Well," Xia Wu subconsciously held Ji Yunzhou's cold hand with both hands to hide her embarrassment, "You must get better soon!"
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