"Is this okay?"
"Can."
"If you feel tired, please let me down."
"Yeah." Deng Chen tilted his head uncomfortably to the side because Ying Han had just whispered something in his ear and it made him feel itchy. "Where do you live?"
"The previous guesthouse."
"When did you come?"
"Yesterday. Deng Chen, why are you here too?"
"I came here to do something. I just arrived the day before yesterday."
"If I had known you were coming here, I would have followed you."
So, the two of them were wrong by just one day, one before and one after.
"You're here to sell fruit during Chinese New Year, all by yourself? You have a big order."
"Well, I think this is a big order, I can make several thousand."
"What kind of fruit can you get in winter? I hope you didn't get fooled."
"...Apples...Apples? No, I sold tens of thousands of pounds. I still owe you a lot of money, so I want to make more money."
Deng Chen frowned and said, "You can pay me back anytime you want, even ten or eight years is fine."
"How can that be? Everyone's money is hard to earn. I can't really delay it for that long just because of your generosity. I would feel uneasy if I did that."
“....”
Deng Chen felt blocked, and inexplicably felt angry and uncomfortable in his heart.
Deng Chen just kept silent with Ying Han on his back.
Seeing that he suddenly stopped talking, Ying Han quickly said, "Am I too heavy? How about I get down?"
"No, I'm very light. Others gain weight during the Chinese New Year, why are you so light?"
"I also eat a lot of it during Chinese New Year, especially the lotus root dumplings my mom makes."
"What is a lotus clip?"
"It's lotus root, cut into slices, with meat filling sandwiched between the two slices, coated with starch, and then fried. You can eat it braised or in soup."
"Oh, I see."
Deng Chen carried Ying Han all the way to the guesthouse.
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