The children in the village all know each other. Whoever has got something delicious or fun will always show off to his friends.
Those children whose families had not bought hawthorns at home, saw their friends eating a hawthorn in several bites, and their mouths were watering with greed. They pestered their mothers to buy them.
In a short while, most of the hawthorns had been sold out, and the people had almost left after buying them.
Seeing that there wasn't much hawthorn left in the basket, Yang Donghu thought he might as well walk a few more steps to see if he could sell them all. He said to Zhao Fangchu, "Fangchu, there's only a few hawthorns left. Why don't we walk a few more steps to the main road? There's more people coming and going there. If we're lucky, we might be able to sell all the remaining ones."
The avenue is a flat and wide road. People from several nearby villages have to pass through this road to go to the town.
Zhao Fangchu was counting money with his head down. When he heard Yang Donghu calling him, he didn't pay much attention to what he said. He nodded randomly and kept counting in his mouth. The total amount was 160 coins.
He happily pulled Yang Donghu's arm and shook it uncontrollably: "Dongge, Dongge, one hundred and sixty wen, a total of one hundred and sixty wen, we made so much money in this afternoon."
Yang Donghu couldn't stop smiling. He was worried that he wouldn't be able to sell them. He thought that he could make more of them in the future, which would be an income for the family.
"Brother Dong, let's go to the main road and have a look. If we can sell all the remaining money, we can get about 200 coins." Zhao Fangchu strung the money together with a thin hemp rope and placed it at the bottom of the basket.
The two men stood up and walked towards the main road, talking and laughing.
Zhao Fangchu was happy because he made money, so he shouted even harder.
Once we got to the main street, it soon attracted quite a crowd of people and sales started to increase even faster.
"Aunt, these are the only ones left. I'll give you the other two." Yang Donghu looked at the basket and saw that there were only seven or eight left, so he simply gave all the rest to the last aunt.
The aunt was also happy. She thanked him, paid the money, took the child's hand, and left happily.
There's no need to mention Zhao Fangchu. He was grinning from ear to ear and counting the money over and over again. He had never earned so much money in one go.
When Yang Donghu saw Zhao Fangchu smiling, he wanted to laugh too, but he still held down his hand that was counting the money. There were so many people around here, and it would be unsafe for the two brothers to carry so much money if someone saw them.
Only then did Zhao Fangchu reluctantly stuff the money into the bottom of the basket and cover it tightly with oil paper.
After selling all the things, the two of them didn't waste any more time and packed up to go home. Not only would it be dark soon and the road would be difficult to walk on, it would also make people feel uneasy.
But before he took two steps, he was stopped by someone Yang Donghu didn't want to see.
"What? You didn't even say hello when you saw me?" Yang Chunxue stopped Yang Donghu and stared into the basket.
Yang Chunxue heard that there was a new fashionable hairpin in the town, so she asked her sisters to go to the town to pick some out today.
Wang Dujuan usually spent money on her, from the clothes she wore to the jewelry she wore to the rouge and powder, which were better than those of other girls in the village.
Not for anything else, just to be noticed by rich families in the future so that they can bring back more betrothal gifts.
Yang Chunxue hid aside and watched for a long time. She saw with her own eyes that the product was selling like hot cakes. She still thought that Yang Donghu was the soft persimmon in the past and wanted to get some benefits from him.
Yang Donghu knew best what kind of person she was. If it weren't for Yang Chunxue, the original owner would not have died at such a young age.
It is best to stay away from such people, otherwise you will end up like Wang Dujuan, who will get entangled with you and be unable to get rid of you easily.
So without saying a word, he pulled Zhao Fangchu and was about to leave.
Seeing that he didn't say a word, Yang Chunxue's face changed immediately. He had just walked out of the door and he dared to be so cold to her. He would definitely make trouble in the future. The more he acted like this, the more she would not let him go so easily.
"I'm talking to you. Are you deaf or dead?"
Zhao Fang disliked her domineering attitude when he first saw her. Originally, Yang Donghu was pulling him away, and he didn't want to make a fuss about it. Who would have thought that a girl like her would speak so harshly.
Donghu is now Brother Dachuan’s wife, which means she is his sister-in-law. How can she allow outsiders to bully her?
She reached out and pulled Yang Donghu behind her, blocking him with her body: "Who are you? Can't you see that he doesn't want to talk to you? How can you be so tactless?"
Yang Chunxue glanced at Zhao Fangchu, clearly not taking him seriously: "I'm not talking to you, what does it have to do with you?"
Yang Donghu walked out from behind Zhao Fangchu and patted his back soothingly, but his eyes were fixed on Yang Chunxue. He said coldly, "Don't you know whether I'm dead or not?"
Yang Chunxue felt frightened by his stare. She suddenly found that Yang Donghu seemed to have changed. He was no longer as timid as before, and he no longer hunched over when talking to her. Only then did she realize that Yang Donghu was actually much taller than her.
But she was used to being bullied, so even though she was a little scared for a moment, she quickly reacted: "What nonsense are you talking about? How would I know if you are dead or not?"
"Don't you see how stupid you are?" She rolled her eyes at Yang Donghu and sneered, "How dare you talk to me like that now? You're really rebellious. What? Just because you're married, you think you have someone backing you up? Do you think Zhao Luochuan is happy to marry you? If grandma hadn't begged him, would he have wanted a burden like you? I don't know how he would blame you in his heart if he spent twenty taels to buy a boy back."
All of Yang Donghu's previous uneasiness and grievances turned into anger at this moment.
He had just arrived and didn't want to cause trouble, but someone just wouldn't let him go.
He said coldly to Yang Chunxue, "It's not up to you to decide whether to complain or not."
He took a step forward and approached her, his voice slightly lowered. "Do you think that with Wang Dujuan covering up for you, you're done? There's no such thing as a wall that's impenetrable. If someone else finds out, who would marry a girl who almost killed someone? As for evidence, it doesn't matter if there is any. If you talk too much, even a lie becomes true."
Yang Chunxue gnashed her teeth in anger, her face turning red and white, staring at Yang Donghu intently: "How dare you threaten me?"
"Yes, I'm threatening you. It's not that I don't know what you're thinking, but I'm just too lazy to bother with you. Do you still want to control me at will? If we meet again in the future, just pretend you don't know me and don't provoke me again."
Yang Donghu took a step back, a big smile on his face: "It's getting dark, let's go back quickly. After all, if you do too many bad things, you're likely to run into ghosts."
After saying that, he ignored Yang Chunxue's angry shouts behind him and pulled Zhao Fangchu away.
He was panicked and scared before, but that was all due to the fear of the unknown, but now it is different.
Grandma is very nice, Aunt Cuilan is also very nice, Fang Chu and Zhao Luochuan are both very nice. They all use their kindness to warm Yang Donghu and make him no longer feel afraid.
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