"Third sister, the sun is shining on your butt."

Shen Zhihuan, who was very sleepy, turned his head and looked at the sky outside through the small wooden-framed window, then sighed helplessly.

She had just closed her eyes for a while when daybreak came.

"Third sister, third sister." Xiao Weidong raised his voice directly when he didn't get a response.

"I heard it! I'll get up right away." Shen Zhihuan patted his dizzy forehead and climbed up in one go.

The family of three had a quick breakfast before dawn.

While Li Qiuhua was going to Wang Baotian's house to say hello, carrying a few peaches that Shen Zhihuan had taken out from the resort yesterday, Xiao Weidong put on his cloth jacket, the only one without patches. Shen Zhihuan felt inexplicably sad when he saw how cautious he was.

"Third sister, is the county town big? Are there the tall buildings that Xiaopang mentioned in the county town?" Little Weidong looked at Shen Zhihuan happily, with excitement and excitement overflowing on his thin little face.

"It's very big, and there are also the tall buildings that Xiaopang mentioned." Shen Zhihuan gently pinched Xiao Weidong's slightly thin face.

Now that I have the money from selling the ginseng, I should use it to nourish this kid.

The five-year-old kid looks as tall as a three-year-old kid.

"Third sister, are we going to the county town in a four-wheeled car?" Xiao Weidong said happily again.

"Yes! We will take a four-wheeled bus to the county town." Shen Zhihuan nodded with a smile.

"Why can a four-wheeled cart run so fast without a cow pulling it in front?" Little Weidong scratched his head.

"A four-wheeled car cannot be pulled by a cow because it burns gasoline." Shen Zhihuan said with a smile.

"Can Uncle Wang's ox cart burn gasoline?" Little Weidong blinked and looked at Shen Zhihuan with shining eyes.

"Can't."

"Why not?"

"Cars that run on gasoline are all made of iron lumps. Is Uncle Wang's ox cart made of iron lumps?"

"So Uncle Wang's ox cart is made of iron lumps and can burn gasoline, right?"

“……” Shen Zhihuan held his forehead with his hand.

If an ox cart doesn't need an ox to pull it, can it still be called an ox cart if it burns gasoline? The production team had a holiday today, and many people were going to the town. Fortunately, the three of them went there early, otherwise they would have had to walk to the town like those who came late.

Sitting on the wobbly ox cart, little Weidong pulled Shen Zhihuan's arm, grinning from ear to ear with joy.

Perhaps because the production teams are on holiday, there are a lot of people waiting for the bus today.

Fortunately, Shuangsha Town is the terminal of this bus. Otherwise, just looking at the crowd waiting for the bus, you would know what a tough battle it would be.

As Shen Zhihuan was thinking, a bus slowly came from the direction of the county town.

Before everyone in the bus got off, those waiting for the bus swarmed up to get on.

Li Qiuhua carried a backpack and protected Shen Zhihuan and Xiao Weidong in front of her. She waited until Shen Zhihuan and Xiao Weidong squeezed in before she got on the bus amid the pushing and shoving of other people waiting for the bus.

When Shen Zhihuan and Xiao Weidong squeezed in, there were only two seats left at the back of the huge bus. When Li Qiuhua got on, the three of them squeezed together and barely sat down.

Little Weidong, who was sitting by the window, touched the cold iron chair under his butt, then touched the back of the chair in the front row, his mouth corners twisted up to his ears.

Li Qiuhua, who had been nervous since last night, now felt as if her heart was hanging in her throat, making it hard for her to breathe.

Shen Zhihuan patted Li Qiuhua's nervous and trembling hands in a soothing manner, and whispered, "Mom, I'm here."

Li Qiuhua bit her lip and nodded slightly, but her heart was still beating fast.

The car was bumpy all the way, and the people inside were squeezed here and there.

Little Weidong raised his little head and watched with interest the people standing on the aisle who were leaning forward, backward, swaying left and right as the car bumped along.

Even when the bus stopped at the station, Xiao Weidong still looked unsatisfied.

Li Qiuhua had only been to the county town twice. The most recent time was when she was engaged to Shen Jianguo. In order to buy a decent wedding dress, she and Shen Jianguo took the 20 yuan and cloth coupons given by Li the butcher...

More than 20 years have passed in a flash, and the county has undergone more than earth-shaking changes.

"Third sister, look at the big building." Xiao Weidong said happily, pointing to the six-story building not far away.

Looking at the six-story buildings rising from the ground, Li Qiuhua felt more and more uneasy.

Shen Zhihuan smiled and rubbed Xiao Weidong's soft short hair, then put his arms around Li Qiuhua's slightly trembling shoulders.

She originally wanted to take a walk around before going to the Baokang Pharmacy on East Street to prevent Li Qiuhua from thinking too much, but seeing Li Qiuhua's condition, Shen Zhihuan didn't dare to bother anymore and led Li Qiuhua and Xiao Weidong straight to East Street.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Looking at the bustling pharmacy, Li Qiuhua's thin body was shaking like a sieve.

Shen Zhihuan pinched his swollen eyebrows, held Li Qiuhua, who looked embarrassed, with one hand, and held little Weidong, who looked around like a curious baby, with the other hand, and strode into Baokang Pharmacy.

Inside the counter, two or three young men were picking up, weighing and packing the medicines skillfully.

When a waiter saw the family of three coming in, he hurried out to greet them.

"Comrade, are you here to buy medicine or see a doctor?"

"We are looking for your shopkeeper." Shen Zhihuan patted the cloth bag that she had been carrying on her wrist.

Seeing this, the young man nodded slightly and led the three people straight to the backyard of the pharmacy.

In the open space in the backyard, two young men were squatting there drying something. A man in his fifties who looked like a shopkeeper was sleeping on a recliner under a tree with his eyes half closed, waving a bamboo fan in his hand intermittently.

"Master, someone is looking for you." The young man walked over quickly and bowed.

The man's half-closed brows slightly raised, and he looked at Shen Zhihuan and the others with a look of scrutiny.

Shen Zhihuan untied the cloth bundle made from rotten clothes, revealing a corner.

The man's eyes lit up for a moment, then sank again without a sound.

The man stood up, glanced at the room, and motioned for Shen Zhihuan and the others to come in and talk.

When the door was closed, the man carefully opened the moss. The moment the ginseng was completely exposed, his dark eyes suddenly lit up.

"Name your price!" After a while, the man looked at Shen Zhihuan, his voice filled with an excitement that was hard to suppress.

"Two thousand." Shen Zhihuan's voice was soft, his tone was calm, and there was no trace of emotion in his tone.

Xie Kanglai frowned, and his shrewd eyes swept over the three people opposite him again.

Shen Zhihuan raised his chin slightly, not moving his gaze away.

One is extremely panicked, one is extremely cute, and one...

Rolling meat! Xie Kanglai snorted in his heart.

(End of this chapter)