When Xiao Mo and his brothers came over, Bae Yong Joon was already waiting there.
He called out, "Brother Mo," and started helping to arrange the clothes. He looked very skilled, probably having learned it by standing next to them over the past few days.
Xiao Mo nodded and said, "You can learn from the side tonight and see how we sell it.
Please help watch over the stall and don't let anyone steal the clothes. If clothes are missing, we will have to compensate you. ”
"I understand, Mo."
Xiao Mo took out an old jacket from a cloth bag. It was a little small for him now, but it should be a perfect fit for Bae Yong Joon.
"Put it on. It's clean."
Bae Yong-joon's eyes instantly turned red, he lowered his head, took the coat and said, "Thank you, Brother Mo."
Xiao Mo nodded and was about to say something to comfort him when someone came over to buy clothes. He patted Bae Yong Joon on the shoulder and went forward to greet the customer.
Bae Yong Joon put on his clothes and watched how they entertained the guests. How did you introduce it to others?
Because yesterday was Sunday, there were fewer people out today. I only sold a dozen or so pieces of clothing until after six o'clock.
Each person was given 1.5 yuan, but when it was given to Bae Yong-joon, he confiscated it.
"Brother Mo, I didn't help much today, and I don't know how to greet customers now. I'll ask for money after I learn how to do it."
Xiao Mo stuffed the money into his pocket and said with a smile, "Here, with you watching over us today, we brothers are relieved. You can also tell them to sell tomorrow."
Then he said to them, "Let's go home."
Grandpa Wang rode his bicycle slowly and followed behind them.
When they were almost home, Bae Yong Joon and the other kids were gone and he gave the money in his pocket to Xiao Mo.
"Brother Mo, can I leave the money with you? If I take it back, my cousin and his friends will definitely take it away."
Xiao Mo looked at his hand holding the money, which was as thin as a chicken claw. He took the money and said to him, "Wait for me here for a while."
Grandpa Wang had already pushed the bicycle into the yard, and when he saw him come in, he was about to close the gate.
"Grandpa Wang, please close the door for a while. I need to be out for a while." After saying that, he ran to the kitchen in the backyard.
Li Na and Xiao An had not returned yet. Xu Ning and Xu's mother were cooking in the kitchen when they saw him running over in a hurry.
Xu Ning asked with a smile: "Xiao Mo, why did you come back so early today? Have you sold all the goods?"
"Sister, business is slow today, so we didn't sell many items."
He took two freshly steamed buns, and took out a small jar of meat sauce, and put two large spoonfuls of meat sauce in each bun.
"Xiao Mo, don't just eat the meat sauce. The vegetables are already cooked. Eat some vegetables." Aunt Xu thought he was hungry, so she gave him a pair of chopsticks.
Xiao Mo saw a large pot of pork stewed with cabbage on the table, with a few boiled eggs next to it.
He took an egg and put it in his pocket, then stuffed a few slices of pork into the steamed bun, and ran out with them.
"Hey, where are you going to eat?" Before Aunt Xu could finish her words, he had already run to the front yard.
Bae Yong-joon was standing at the corner of the alley. When he saw him come out, he hurried over.
Xiao Mo handed him the two steamed buns and said, "Eat them quickly; they're still hot." He then took out the egg from his pocket and put it in his purse.
Bae Yong Joon looked at the two big white buns, which seemed to have meat in them. Although he was very hungry, he still shook his head and refused, "Brother Mo, you eat it! I'm not hungry."
Xiao Mo stuffed the two steamed buns into his hands and said, "I have more at home. These two are for you. Don't be polite. We will be good brothers from now on."
Seeing his eyes were red, I smiled and said, "Go back! Eat the steamed buns on the way home and wait for us at the same place tomorrow afternoon."
After Xiao Mo entered the house, Bae Yong Joon wiped his tears with his sleeve, looked at the two big white buns, and the smell of meat entered his nostrils with his breath.
He hadn't eaten meat for several years, and even the white flour buns he was allowed to eat were only during the Chinese New Year.
Usually they were fed with black-flour and vegetable steamed buns, and he was only given one at each meal, just enough to keep him hanging as long as he didn’t starve to death.
He wiped his tears again, took a bite of the steamed bun, and the aroma of meat instantly spread in his mouth.
He ate it in small bites, as if he were eating some delicious delicacy, and he thought he would never forget the taste.
Xiao Mo was hiding behind the door and watching him. Seeing him eating and crying, he felt a little sore in his eyes.
He was about to wipe his eyes with his sleeves when three little heads popped out from the side. Niu Niu asked in confusion, "Uncle, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"
He immediately held back his tears and said to the three of them fiercely, "Who is crying? Which eye of yours saw me crying?"
Then he pushed the three people aside and scolded them, "What are you doing here? You have no sense at all. Go and call your great grandfather and great grandmother to go to the back to eat."
After saying that, he took Tangtang's hand and walked towards the backyard.
Niu Niu and Pi Pi were a little unconvinced. Their uncle had clearly been crying, but he still refused to admit it. Huh, what a domineering uncle.
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