He knew Xu Qinghe's character well, and his help to Qian Ming was sincere, so he said nothing more. He just washed his hands and prepared cool water for Xu Qinghe.
"You, just sit here and wait. What girl would hang around these junks all day long?" Although he said this, his caring feeling was beyond words.
Xu Qinghe didn't refuse. He took the cup and drank it all in one gulp. He said gratefully, "Grandpa Qian, don't worry. I'm fine anyway. It's my duty to help you share some of the burden."
The sun shone on the two of them, Xu Qinghe's smile was as warm as ever, and Grandpa Qian's eyes were full of love and admiration.
After saying that, she jumped lightly to the garbage dump, ignored the dust and dirt around her, and continued her garbage sorting work.
At this moment, the heat was as scorching as a furnace, with heat waves rolling and mosquitoes and flies circling in the air. Even Mr. Qian, an old man who had been dealing with garbage for most of his life, couldn't help but frown, with beads of sweat sliding down his forehead, not to mention Xu Qinghe, a young girl who loved cleanliness and had a pretty face.
Seeing Xu Qinghe's refusal to rest, Uncle Qian felt pity for her and suggested, "If you really don't want to keep your hands idle, why don't you help me move these relatively intact items to the warehouse?"
He raised his chin slightly and pointed at the "treasures" that were piled up like mountains but still exuded a faint breath of life.
Xu Qinghe's eyes flashed, and without much hesitation, he knew in his heart that those heavy items would be beyond the ability of Grandpa Qian, so he readily agreed and began to work hard on the new task.
As the dust was brushed off one by one and the items were sorted out, surprises came one after another: old but sturdy furniture, clothes that were a little worn but still fit, bags of various styles, and the most - books, although they were not precious and unique copies, but just some textbooks from middle school.
Looking at the old man in front of him, Xu Qinghe became curious. At his age, Grandpa Qian obviously would not read these textbooks again. Could they be prepared for Qian Ming?
After all, reading more books is always beneficial. Whether it is for future academic career or business competition, they are rare treasures.
At this moment, Uncle Qian occasionally turned his head and caught Xu Qinghe's concentrated expression immersed in the pages of the book. A kind smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said casually: "If you really like it, then take it and read it. Just remember not to let outsiders know, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. I don't want to get involved in any disputes!"
"Okay, thank you, Grandpa!" Xu Qinghe smiled brightly and accepted the gift cheerfully.
As she was preparing to review and prepare for the college entrance examination, these unexpected teaching materials were undoubtedly a timely help.
The afternoon sun was shining obliquely, and around four o'clock, Qian Ming returned with a full load. The basket on his shoulder was empty, and a satisfied smile was on his face. It was obvious that he had made a good deal.
"Brother Qian Ming!" Xu Qinghe quickly put down what he was doing, walked forward and greeted him warmly.
Before Qian Ming could ask, she had already taken the initiative and quickly told him the good news: "A customer really likes your roasted multi-flavored sunflower seeds and has entrusted me to order more than ten pounds. This is a down payment. She said that after they are ready, they will be sent directly to No. 105 Chengfeng Lane, mentioning your brother's name, saying that they are relatives visiting Sister Feng, and they will pay the balance then."
Xu Qinghe suddenly had an idea and continued, "Sister Feng works at the supply and marketing cooperative. If you can establish a good relationship with her, it might be of great benefit to your business. Why not give it a try?"
After she finished speaking, she gently handed the banknote holding hope to Qian Ming.
Qian Ming was surprised and delighted. He never expected to encounter such good luck right at his doorstep.
"Thank you so much! Why don't you stay for dinner tonight? I'll make it right away!" he suggested excitedly.
Their residence is not far from the garbage station, just across a street corner, which is quite convenient.
"No, no, I have to go back to look after Grandma. Just deliver the message. Be careful when delivering the goods and don't let others get suspicious." Xu Qinghe said as he turned and waved goodbye to Grandpa Qian. "Grandpa Qian, you go ahead and do your thing. I'll be leaving first!"
Uncle Qian slowly raised his head from the messy waste, his eyes following the figure of Xu Qinghe riding his bicycle away. A hint of imperceptible tenderness and regret flashed across his eyes, and he let out a long sigh.
Why can't this beautiful and kind girl become her own granddaughter-in-law?
Xu Qinghe had no idea about the loss deep in Uncle Qian's heart.
She returned to the village along the familiar path, facing the afterglow of the sunset. Everything at home was still peaceful and tranquil.
She first skillfully lit the stove and prepared dinner, then went straight to Zhang Xiaocui's house to pick up the chickens and ducks she had ordered in advance.
The unique scent of birds filled the air, and Xu Qinghe patiently placed them in the specially reinforced cages in her backyard, which was prepared for her by her brother Lu Baichuan before he left home.
Then she walked into her own vegetable garden, picked a few fresh and juicy vegetables, chopped them carefully, and fed them to her new feathered friends one by one to ensure that they could adapt to the new environment.
After everything was done, Xu Qinghe returned to the kitchen and started cooking.
Since Yin Yunjie left, Xu Qinghe's life seems to have become more casual and comfortable.
Zhu Yunxiu, the elder in the family, is old and not picky about trivial matters. She regards the fresh vegetables that keep changing on the table as purchased from outside or friendly gifts from neighbors, and never suspects anything.
At dinner time, Zhu Yunxiu tasted a bite of the vegetables, and her eyes instantly lit up. She praised repeatedly: "The vegetables tonight are so fresh and tender, and taste great!"
"If you like it, eat more. There are still a lot!" Xu Qinghe said with a smile, while carefully picking up a piece of green dish for the old man with chopsticks.
The cooking method of this vegetable is really simple. Just boil it lightly in clean water, pick it up, and dip it lightly in the small dish of seasoning made by skillfully blending garlic, balsamic vinegar and fine salt.
Although this is not uncommon on the dining tables of ordinary people, for Zhu Yunxiu, the sweetness and tenderness of this vegetable seem to surpass any rich meat in the world.
After dinner, she not only enjoyed a whole bowl of vegetables with satisfaction, but also ordered an extra bowl before putting down her bowl and chopsticks with satisfaction.
Xu Qinghe was a careful observer and naturally noticed the unusual secret behind the green vegetable. He thought to himself that this might be related to the clear and sweet spring water from the deep mountains.
It was not yet dark and the sky was still a touch of light blue. Xu Qinghe tiptoed to the small greenhouse in the backyard, where bean sprouts that were about to break through the soil were being cultivated.
In the dim light, she saw that the mung beans that were carefully cared for had sprouted tiny and tenacious green shoots.
Xu Qinghe was secretly delighted, estimating that it wouldn't be long before this batch of bean sprouts could be on the table.
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