Jiang Yunfan ran over and followed her and asked, "Sister, what kind of fruit trees are these?"
Jiang Yu shook his head and said, "I don't know either. We'll know when the fruit grows."
Jiang Yunfan choked, and after a moment of silence, he whispered, "Is the Hu Ronghua she was talking about just now Hu Ming's grandfather?"
Jiang Yu also whispered, "It's him. Don't tell anyone about this, or you'll get into trouble! And don't tell Grandpa, or he'll worry."
Jiang Yunfan nodded: "I understand."
Grandpa Jiang saw the siblings huddled together, whispering to each other, and he couldn't figure out what they were talking about. So he said, "What are you two whispering about? Come over here quickly, Xiaoyu. Aren't we renting a house? Why did you buy fruit trees to plant?"
Jiang Yu said with a guilty conscience, "Grandpa, this is a gift from my good neighbor Auntie to celebrate our move. There are two more trees that will be delivered later. I can't refuse them."
Grandpa Jiang was surprised and said, "These are enough, why is there more? Just let her family keep the rest."
Jiang Yu had no choice but to continue making up a story: "My aunt said that number is auspicious."
Grandpa Jiang: "Is that so? Then you must thank her very much."
Jiang Yu secretly stuck out her tongue. Fortunately, she managed to get away with it. Otherwise, if an upright person like Grandpa Jiang knew about it, she would definitely be taught a lesson. Although she had done this before to vent her anger, in his opinion, it was wrong.
When Jiang Yu moved here, she asked Wen Yanqing to help ask his relatives whether they could grow things in the yard. The feedback she got was that as long as the house was not demolished, they could build anywhere else. She was amused and confused after hearing this. This was simply a magical landlord.
When Xiao's mother returned to the car, she saw Xiao Guangyuan stretching his neck, his eyes still staring at the other end of the alley.
Mother Xiao's face suddenly darkened and she asked, "What are you looking at? Do you know who lives in there?"
Xiao Guangyuan's eyes darted around and he stammered, "No, I don't know. I don't know who lives in there."
Mother Xiao didn't believe a word of this and said coldly, "If you dare to tell your cousin about what happened today, I will let your father break your legs. If you don't believe me, try it!"
Xiao Guangyuan: "..." So cruel? He must have picked him up from home, right?
Before returning to the army, his cousin Xiao Chengping had told him that if anything happened to Comrade Jiang, he must call him.
He had been planning to go back and make a phone call, but now it seemed he had better give up.
Compared to my cousin, my legs are more important.
***
Because of the good business and the good news from Xiao's mother that he would have no worries in the future, Jiang Yu slept well all night and slept until dawn.
Because she was thinking about her business, she didn't have the leisure to sleep in, so she got up and got busy.
Just like before, after Jiang Yu and his friends arrived, they went straight to set up their stall under the big tree outside the school.
"Girl! You're here!"
The aunt at the stall next door smiled particularly brightly when she saw Jiang Yu.
This was largely due to the fact that Jiang Yu’s business of making steamed buns tripled or quadrupled yesterday.
So, when the aunt saw Jiang Yu, she not only smiled but also came over and whispered to him:
"Just now, someone saw that your business was good before, so they wanted to occupy your spot to sell milk tea, but we stopped them! Don't worry, we told you before that this will be your permanent stall from now on, and we're here to protect you!"
The uncles and aunts nearby also nodded in agreement.
She also told Jiang Yu that the milk tea sold by that person was not fragrant at all and had a milky smell, and was not at all as good as the one she sold, so she told her not to worry.
Jiang Yu felt both heartwarming and moved after hearing this.
Although it is late summer now, it is still hot at noon. Everyone used to like to drink soda, but since Jiang Yu started selling milk tea, their tastes changed instantly. They all came for milk tea, and drinking milk tea even became a trend. Jiang Yu's business was booming. When it was time to get off work or school, there was a long line in front of the stall. She and Grandpa Jiang, one packing the food and the other collecting the money, divided the work and cooperated, and were very busy.
Even the driver who had previously driven Jiang Yu to deliver pickled fish to the general's compound came to the stall to buy food when he passed by.
Some people even asked if there were any burgers left.
Jiang Yu said that the hamburger was no longer available because it was time-consuming and the ingredients were limited. She would make it again when she had the chance. However, a new product, cold noodles, was added today.
The cold noodles made by Jiang Yu are a translucent beige in color, and are seasoned with garlic water, chili oil, sugar, vinegar and other condiments. In the center is a stack of neatly green cucumber shreds and green and white bean sprouts. The chili oil is bright red and shiny, and the white sesame seeds are clearly visible. It looks great and exudes a spicy and sour aroma.
The diner bought two without even asking the price.
The aunt next door saw that there was no one at her stall, and saw that the cold noodles made by Jiang Yu were very tempting, so she bought one too.
She mixed the cold noodles a little, took a bite and put it in her mouth.
The cold skin is smooth and tender, with a slightly sticky outer skin, thin and soft, and a very tender texture.
The chili oil is not too spicy, and has a special fragrance that is mellow and long-lasting. After adding sugar, it has a fresh and sweet aftertaste, mixed with the equally mellow vinegar aroma, forming a taste that is spicy and sour, and sour and fresh.
The cucumber shreds are refreshing and less greasy, the bean sprouts are crispy and have a slightly sweet aftertaste when chewed, and when eaten together with the cold noodles, they are soft, fresh, sour, spicy and refreshing.
She gave Jiang Yu a thumbs up while eating.
Seeing this, others also rushed to buy. After all, there were not many left, and if they didn’t grab them, they might not be able to eat them tomorrow.
Those who didn’t buy staple food had to queue up to buy popcorn and milk tea.
Jiang Yu was talking to the student in front of her with a smile on her face. A ray of sunlight came through the treetops, shining warmly on her face and dyeing her hair golden.
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