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"Can't you understand people? If you say no, you can't! If you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Please..."

Just when the man grabbed the child by the collar and was about to drag him away, Duan Qingqiu couldn't hold back and rushed over, blocking the middle.

"Hey, isn't this Brother An? Are you on duty today?"

When they were still in Xicheng District, An Er and Wan Hu bought roasted pears together, so they were considered acquaintances. When they heard the greeting, their expressions changed and they immediately became more smiley.

"Yes, Boss Duan, you are fine."

"It's really hard for you. It's so cold and you're still walking around outside."

"Hey, who can say otherwise? They all think that the glory of our profession is not much better than the porters who move goods on the dock!"

"It's hard work." After a few words of greeting, Duan Qingqiu took advantage of the situation and said, "You haven't eaten yet? I still have some corn bone soup over there. It's not a good thing. If you don't mind it, why not go to the small room and drink it first? A bowl to warm you up?”

An Er was a little moved, but the matter at hand had not been resolved yet, so he did not dare to walk away for fear that the superiors would see him and be criticized.

She immediately said: "I will handle this child's matter. When you come out after drinking the soup, make sure he has left."

That's good.

Hearing this, An Er did not refuse, rubbed his hands, and drank the hot soup happily.

Duan Qingqiu squatted down and looked at the child with a frightened face and tears in his eyes.

The other person has thin arms and legs, which makes him appear to have a very big head, but his clothes are quite neat, which shows that there are adults taking care of him at home.

After asking a few questions, the boy kept biting his lower lip and refused to say anything.

In desperation, she had to stand up and hold her little hand, intending to go to the neighborhood to inquire about it and send him home.

The child seemed to have noticed the intention, and immediately pulled her tightly, sinking back, and kept muttering: "I won't go back... I won't go back, and I won't go anywhere else. Just let me hawk here for a while, please. You are my sister..."

In order to avoid disturbing An Er, Duan Qingqiu could only ask calmly: "What are you selling?"

The boy twitched his red nose, brought the bamboo basket behind him to the front, and uncovered the cloth covering it.

The camellias in full bloom are as far as the eye can see, immediately adding a touch of color to this cold winter.

"You...picked it?"

The boy shook his head: "My mother planted it."

This should not be a lie, after all, even from a modern perspective, these flowers are very beautiful.

Without careful care, wild camellia would not be able to produce such perfect flowers.

Moreover, the aroma is also very fragrant, and it seems to be some famous variety.

"I want all the money here." Duan Qingqiu waved his hand domineeringly.

I thought the boy would be happy, but unexpectedly he pursed his lips and said cautiously: "I'm sorry, sister, it's not just for sale, because there are more than these, there are many more at home. I want to find a rich man or lady to sell them Buy them all..."

The sister who looks like she doesn’t have much money: “…”

Seeing that An Er was about to come out, Duan Qingqiu pondered for a moment and said, "Is your home far from here?"

"It's not that far. Just keep walking west and you'll be there." The little boy replied naturally. Then he thought of something and subconsciously took two steps back, "I don't--"

"Don't worry, I didn't trick you into leaving." She carried the small bamboo basket and took the little hand again, "Let's go, take me to see how many flowers there are."

After exchanging a few words with Xiaodong and Yuqin, Ah Zhi happened to come back at this time. After hearing her plan, he didn't even sit down. He only drank two sips of hot water and went with her.

Along the way, through the children's intermittent descriptions, Duan Qingqiu roughly knew the situation of his family.

His father died young, and his mother raised him alone.

My mother was originally the daughter of a gardener and had a good skill in growing camellias. Every year at this time, when the first branches bloomed, they would be picked and shipped directly to the neighboring richer prefectures and counties. The dignitaries there liked this very much.

Although he can't earn the money that has doubled several times, it is still not a problem to support his family.

But this year, something unexpected happened.

"My mother broke her leg and got seriously ill. She spent a lot of money... Our goods didn't catch up with the ship. It was too late... My mother didn't let me take care of this matter, but how could I ignore it? Her illness is not cured yet. Tohru, my family is almost out of money... Those flowers that bloomed early are also——"

At this point, the boy suddenly covered his mouth quickly, lowered his head guiltily, then quickened his pace and greeted uncomfortably: "Sister, eldest brother, my home is right in front of..."

The small yard is very uniquely decorated, with various green plants climbing on the fence walls, a row of potted plants placed in the corners under the eaves, and bright red window grilles on the windows.

It can be seen that the hostess is a person who loves flowers and plants and is ingenious.

Duan Qingqiu and Ah Zhi looked at each other and walked in one after the other.

A strong smell of medicine rushed towards me.

To others, it may smell unpleasant, but to Duan Qingqiu, it feels familiar.

She spent many days and nights with no one by her side, just soaking in these drugs.

In fact, in the past, I have always preferred studying Chinese medicine to Western medicine.

Now, maybe there is a bonus from the environment, and it is getting stronger.

She sniffed and roughly understood the owner's condition.

The disease of Qi and blood deficiency cannot be cured in a day or two. It must be taken care of slowly. It is regarded as a disease of wealth.

"Ahem...Xiaojie, where have you been..."

"Mom, I, I'm looking for a buyer!" The boy took Duan Qingqiu's hand, brought it to the bed, and said anxiously, "Mom, this eldest sister said she wants to buy our camellias. Please talk to her quickly. !”

The woman on the bed stood up, tilted her head and looked at Duan Qingqiu, and sighed softly: "Did you not tell others the true situation of our batch of camellias?"

The low words made the boy named Xiaojue blush immediately. He twisted his fingers, rubbed his toes against each other, and muttered: "What are you telling me? Even if there is something, our camellia It’s also the best in this area…”

"Xiaojie, go get two cups of tea." The woman said in a cold tone.

How could Duan Qingqiu let a child pour him tea? He was just about to ask Ah Zhi to go, but then he thought that he would burn down someone else's kitchen, so he decided to go by himself.

As soon as I got up, I was called.

"Girl, don't worry, my son is very capable."

The woman smiled slightly, her pale sick face turning red with shame.

"I'm really sorry, Xiao Jian is ignorant, which caused the two of you to come here specially in this weather. As an apology, you can take the flowers in his basket later... Ahem, take care of them and keep them. It can be driven for several days.”

Hearing this, Duan Qingqiu was a little confused.

She has obviously seen Hua, and there is nothing wrong with it. Why does this woman have to express her apology?