Erbao immediately hugged Su Qianqian, "Mom, save me!"

"Did it hurt you?" she asked carefully, "Can mom take a look?"

"No, no, no, it doesn't hurt, it's okay, I'm just pretending, it doesn't really hurt." He covered his butt to prevent Su Qianqian from seeing.

How can he let his mother see his butt when he grows up? No, it will damage his dignity as a little man, and it is so embarrassing!

Seeing him like this, Su Qianqian laughed.

Okay, then I won’t watch it.

She knew that Cheng Yue's attack was not severe, and she thought it was nothing serious, just to scare him and strengthen the relationship between father and son.

"Why did you think of sending flowers to your mother?" Cheng Yue asked a little embarrassedly.

Just now Erbao said that he doesn’t know how to be romantic and doesn’t know how to send flowers. It is deeply imprinted in his mind. Before, there was an idiot who sent flowers to his wife.

"If you don't send it, of course we have to. If other mothers can receive flowers, our mothers should have some too!" Erbao couldn't help but talk bad again, and with that expression on his face, Cheng Yue couldn't help but want to beat him up again.

Erbao hurriedly shoveled rice into his mouth, pretending to eat seriously, not daring to look at Cheng Yue's dark face.

When sleeping at night.

Cheng Yue seemed to be worried.

"What's wrong with you?" Su Qianqian felt that something was wrong with him.

"Wife, do you dislike me for not understanding romance?"

"I don't mind." Su Qianqian answered seriously. She really didn't mind. Cheng Yue had his own strengths. He paid more attention to practical things, such as giving her a hat, a scarf, and gloves when it was cold, and always having a hot water bottle ready to keep her warm.

When the weather is hot, he will chill the watermelon, help her with laundry and cooking, and always take care of her to the best of his ability.

She felt these were more important than romance.

And it’s not that Cheng Yue is completely unromantic, it’s just that his romance is more practical and not so flashy, which she thinks is good.

"Wife, please tell me whatever ideas you have in the future. I have never dated before and this is my first time getting married, so I really don't understand anything. Just give me some advice." He scratched his head a little embarrassedly. He looked very honest, and he didn't look as cool and heroic in front of others.

He is completely different in front of others and behind others.

"Okay, I get it. Don't think too much about it. Erbao was just joking with you. He really admires you as a father and takes you as his role model. He's just a little mean, but he probably wants to make up for the family affection he lost for five years."

After all, if you don’t play around when you are a child, you will feel embarrassed to do so when you grow up.

Especially the relationship between boys and their fathers, which often becomes tense and rigid.

Cheng Yue felt sad. Indeed, five years of absence would make a difference to a child. It is said that a child's future can be seen at the age of three. What a child experiences when he is young will change his life to a great extent, so childhood is crucial.

Some people use their childhood to heal their entire life, while others use their entire life to heal their childhood.

Two days later.

Wu Sufen is confident in setting up her stall. Her vegetables are fresh, well-grown and quite popular. In addition, she can sell a lot of mountain products brought from her hometown.

Lin Xuemei and she were still placed together. The two of them helped each other and their relationship became much better.

"Xuemei, I see there are quite a few people selling clothes now. Our clothes were very popular before, but now fewer people are buying them." Wu Sufen said.

"Well, that's for sure. There will be more in the future. It's okay. We just need to do our own thing. I've seen it. Our clothes are the best looking. No one else can compare to ours." Lin Xuemei is quite confident about the clothes she sells.

The people who come to her to buy things are all people with good taste. Such people will not go anywhere else to buy. She just needs to retain these customers. It is impossible to retain all of them because others also need to do business.

"I'm sorry to say that I doubted Qian's taste before, thinking that no one would buy these clothes. But they turned out to be so popular and look so good on others!" Wu Sufen's taste was still biased towards the countryside, traditional and conservative. It could be said that she had no aesthetic sense at all, so at first she could not understand the goods that Su Qianqian bought.

But after setting up the stall for a while, she discovered that Su Qianqian's vision was really good.

"How much do you sell these clothes for?" A woman came over and picked and chose the clothes. She didn't look like she was buying them with sincerity.

"These ones are three yuan each, pick any you want. These ones are five yuan each, and these ones are eight yuan each." Lin Xuemei said, pointing to the different clothes in three areas.

This was what Su Qianqian had allocated beforehand. She bought three grades of clothes for them to choose from.

If you want something of higher quality and need to pair it with other items, it will cost more than ten yuan.

"This costs three yuan. I think two yuan is about right." The man said with a look of disdain.

"They are all sold for three yuan." Lin Xuemei said with a smile.

"Can't it be cheaper? I see others are selling them for two yuan, and even one yuan."

"If you think the price is not suitable, you can go and buy something you think is suitable. We don't bargain here. Three yuan is already the cheapest." Lin Xuemei remembered Su Qianqian's instructions and did not bargain.

Because bargaining will be very troublesome. Some people bargain very hard and it is easy to argue. It is better to have a fixed price.

Anyway, she is confident in her own clothes and can definitely sell them at this price.

"What's your attitude? What's so great about setting up a stall? Why are you so arrogant? I won't buy from you!" She threw the clothes on the stall with a look of disdain.

"Then take care." Lin Xuemei was still smiling and didn't show a cold face because of her temper. If it were in the past, Lin Xuemei would definitely be unhappy and would have quarreled, but Su Qianqian said that customers are God, there is no need to quarrel with customers, just serve with a smile.

This is also the reason why they have many repeat customers. They have a good service attitude, are insightful, and know how to match items, which is something other stalls don’t have.

The woman was very angry, but there was nothing she could do because the other person was smiling, and as the saying goes, you shouldn't hit someone who smiles at you.

In the afternoon, Wu Sufen went to the bathroom and asked Lin Xuemei to keep an eye on her.

When she came back she seemed in a hurry.

"Xuemei, Xuemei, do you still remember the woman who came to buy clothes this morning and complained about the prices and was picky?"

"I remember, what's wrong?"

"She and her husband were also selling clothes. I took a look and they were selling them cheaply, for two yuan."

"So it's competition among peers. They are here to spy on military intelligence. Let's talk to Qianqian about it when we get back."

By four or five in the afternoon, most of the items had been sold out. Even if they hadn't sold out, they would have closed the stall. The two of them helped each other pack up and then went back.

"This period of time setting up a stall really makes me happy. I have earned more money than I have earned in all the previous years combined, and it is really not tiring. It turns out that making money is easier than I thought."

In the past, she always associated making money with suffering, and felt that making money was too difficult and too painful.