Yingbao's family, seeing the tough and straightforward eldest sister suddenly appear before them, didn't waste any words. They clearly divided the work: some were scooping out skewers, some were packing them up, and some were calculating the money.
"Miss, that's thirty yuan in total." To everyone's surprise, Xiao Mingchen, who usually only knew how to eat, drink, and play in the mud, actually knew how to count.
Ye Haoyu, unconvinced, pointed behind his back and silently calculated, "That's right, little brother actually got it right."
Even now, Ye Haoyu still looked incredulous!
The older sister was overjoyed to hear Xiao Mingchen call her "sister," and she pinched Xiao Mingchen's little face, finding it so pleasant that she couldn't stop.
"You have such a sweet tongue, like it's been coated with honey, just like my rascal. But you're much fairer and cuter than him!"
His son is just as heartless as his father!
Thankfully they're all the same.
Otherwise, if you feed his son like a guinea pig, he'll die young in no time.
So, can conscience be more important than life?
If Yingbao had known beforehand, she probably would never have complained to God that she didn't have time to bring snail rice noodles, juice, and a sports car!
Heaven was kind to her, allowing her to transmigrate into the life of her mother, who could cook and sew.
Otherwise, if she really had a mother like her eldest sister, she would have died again. Who knows if she would have been lucky enough to live another lifetime!
While thinking to herself, the older sister took out 30 yuan from her red cloth bag and handed it to Yingbao, wondering if the girl's face was more interesting.
With her incredibly accurate sixth sense, Yingbao took the money, took a step back, and pretended to help her mother with chores, thus escaping her older sister's clutches!
She didn't want her beautiful little face to be rubbed and squeezed by someone.
Upon seeing this, Ye Yuanhang's eyes instantly turned cold, which frightened the older woman so much that she grabbed the skewers she had bought and ran away.
"Hmph, at least you know what's good for you!" Ye Haoyu snorted coldly.
None of the brothers had ever pinched Yingbao's cheeks, so how could anyone else do it?
Watching his two older brothers, Ye Yuanhang and Ye Haoyu, perform amazing feats, Yingbao muttered to himself, "Two childish devils."
Wang Yitong and Ye Tianyong were too busy selling and packing skewers to pay attention to the strange interactions between the siblings.
Little Mingchen, needless to say, was eating the White Rabbit candy his little sister Yingbao had given him before leaving home, and blurted out: "35, 25, 30.5, 15, 45..."
As she spoke, she took the money from the customer and handed it to her second brother, Ye Haoyu, asking him to check if it was real or fake and to count the money to make sure it was correct.
After all, Xiao Mingchen can do mental calculations, but he can't do them in practice; he can't count money.
Those who just talk big!
Even mental arithmetic was taught to him by Yingbao when he had nothing else to do.
Father Ye Tianyong, Mother Wang Yitong, eldest brother Ye Yuanhang, second brother Ye Haoyu, youngest brother Ye Mingchen, plus Yingbao, the six of them worked for most of the noon until the peak of the skewers sales subsided, and they could finally take a break.
After resting for only five or six minutes, Ye Tianyong stood up from the rock and said to his family, "Yuanhang, Haoyu, your father has some things to take care of. You two take good care of your mother, Yingbao, and Mingchen."
“Okay…” Second Brother Ye Haoyu said solemnly, and eldest brother Ye Yuanhang nodded in response.
Ye Tianyong repeatedly confirmed and roughly estimated that there were only about 150 skewers left, and his wife and son should be able to handle it!
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