When the pears are green

The scholar touched the little girl's head lovingly and said, "Lingling, didn't I buy you a popular round fan in the city? This one doesn't look good, what do you need it for?"

After hearing this, Lingling shook the scholar's arm and said, "But, brother, I like what this sister just said, I want to buy it."

After hearing this, the scholar smiled helplessly. He took out ten coins from his pocket and said to Song Li, "Miss, four for ten coins!"

After hearing this, Song Li wanted to laugh but couldn't. She thought the scholar was a big customer, but she didn't expect that the scholar wanted to bargain heavily.

Song Li said helplessly: "This is too much, why don't you buy three and save a penny."

At this time, Lingling also asked the scholar: "Brother, one handful is enough, why buy so many?"

The scholar smiled and said, "Lingling, you like this girl, but she may not be willing to spend two cents. I will buy a few more and give them to my classmates, saying that they are local specialties. Girl, please buy four for ten cents. You are so eloquent and have a good way of educating your younger brother, but don't you understand the principle of small profits but quick turnover?"

Song Li looked helplessly at the scholar who was deliberately making things difficult for her. She forced a smile and said, "Then it'll be four for ten coins. Pick one yourself, little girl!"

Song Li spread the cloth covering the fan on the ground, then took the fan out of the basket and placed it on the cloth, allowing Lingling to choose for herself.

Lingling squatted down happily, looking at this and that, not knowing how to choose. At this time, Song Yue came over, she squatted down to help Lingling choose.

The two girls, who were about the same age, chatted and laughed, and soon they made their choice. Lingling smiled and said to Song Yue, "Thank you."

After hearing this, Song Yue laughed and said to Lingling, "I sewed all the stitches here. I'm very happy that you like it."

Lingling looked at Song Yue in surprise, and Song Li said to her softly, "Little girl, this is my sister."

Lingling saw that Song Yue was about the same age as her. She looked at Song Yue with admiration and said, "Sister, your needlework is really good."

The scholar took the fan from Lingling, looked at it carefully, and said to Lingling, "Lingling, it is indeed better than yours. I should say that any girl is better than yours."

After hearing this, Lingling pretended to be angry and punched the scholar a few times, which made the scholar laugh out loud.

Seeing that Lingling had already made her selection, the scholar handed the basket to Song Li and said, "Miss, we want your eggs too. Count how many you have!"

Song Li happily took the basket and put the eggs from her own basket into the scholar's basket one by one, a total of thirty eggs.

After Song Li finished counting, he handed the basket to the scholar and said, "The fan is ten cents, and there are thirty eggs, one cent each, for a total of forty cents."

After hearing this, the scholar shouted to Jiang Qingzhou, "Brother of this girl, bring one of your chickens over so that we can settle the bill together."

Jiang Qingzhou was stunned for a moment after hearing this. After seeing Jiang Qingye pick a chicken from the flock, he realized that the scholar's words were directed at him. He wanted to say something, but Song Li glared back at him.

Jiang Qingye brought the chicken to the scholar and said to him, "Thirty cents for a chicken, and it weighs almost five pounds." The scholar nodded after hearing this. He took out seventy cents from his purse and handed it to Song Li.

Song Li counted out thirty coins and handed them to Jiang Qingye, saying to him, "Give it to your brother!" Jiang Qingye held the coin and ran towards Jiang Qingzhou happily.

Seeing this, the scholar asked Song Li curiously, "Miss, aren't you going to settle the accounts together?"

Song Li looked up at Jiang Qingzhou and saw that he was staring at her with an unhappy expression. Song Li quickly raised her voice and said, "Sir, you have misunderstood. That's not my brother, that's my fiancé." After Song Li finished speaking, she looked at Jiang Qingzhou again, and Jiang Qingzhou also laughed.

After hearing this, the scholar looked at Jiang Qingzhou and then at Song Li. He held the chicken in one hand and the basket in the other, and said to Lingling, "Lingling, we have bought the things, let's go back, mother is still waiting at home. Follow me closely, don't get separated."

After hearing this, Lingling said goodbye to Song Yue reluctantly and followed the scholar, looking back at them every few steps.

Gradually, more and more people came onto the street, and the hawkers' shouting gradually spread.

Song Li asked Song Yue to stand in front of the stall with a fan and fan it back and forth.

Passers-by felt the coolness and looked over here. Someone came up and asked, "Little girl, how much is the fan?"

After hearing this, Song Li said hurriedly, "Three cents a bunch. We made them ourselves and they can be used for many years. It's definitely worth it."

Some people left immediately after hearing the price, while others squatted down and slowly selected one or two and bought them.

Amidst the bargaining, the fans were quickly sold out.

After Song Li sold the last fan with some defects for two cents, he picked up the cloth, shook off the dirt on it, and covered the seven fans he had reserved with it.

Song Yue felt a little hungry, so Song Li asked Song Yue to take out the pancakes that Zhang had prepared for them.

Song Li looked at Jiang Qingye who had just been free, and said to him, "Qingye, you and your sister Xiaoyue should wash your hands and eat the cake."

Jiang Qingye looked at the pancake in Song Yue's hand and said, "Sister Xiaoli, I'm not hungry, you eat it!" Song Li saw Jiang Qingye's throat rolling up and down, and said softly, "You kids get hungry quickly, I'm not hungry yet, you and Xiaoyue go to the back to eat!"

Song Li took the pitcher and bowl out of the basket where the fan was placed and put them in the empty basket. Song Li handed them to Song Yue and said, "Xiao Yue, you and Qing Ye should wash your hands before eating, otherwise you will get a stomachache."

Song Yue smiled and pulled Jiang Qingye to the back of the stall. After they washed their hands with water from the jar, they started eating while talking and laughing.

While eating, Jiang Qingye smiled and said to Song Yue: "Sister Xiaoyue, your cakes are much better than those made by my brother."

After hearing this, Song Yue whispered to Jiang Qingye, "No, this is made by my sister. She put eggs and a lot of oil in it. My mother usually doesn't let my sister make pancakes because she thinks it wastes a lot of oil. We are lucky today and my mother didn't want to move, so she let my sister cook."

After hearing this, Jiang Qingye felt that the pancake in his mouth tasted even better.

Here, Jiang Qingzhou had almost sold all his things. He looked up at the people around him and realized that the person who had helped him just now was Song Li.

Jiang Qingzhou's ears turned red instantly. It turned out that it was Song Li's hand that he touched just now. No wonder it was so soft.

Jiang Qingzhou's ears turned red and he would steal glances at Song Li from time to time.

After seeing this, Song Li tried hard to suppress her smile.

Song Li looked back at Song Yue and Jiang Qingye. Song Yue quickly poured a bowl of water and handed it to Song Li, saying, "Sister, drink some water." After Song Li drank it, she said to Song Yue, "Yueyue, wash the bowl and pour a bowl for Qingzhou as well."

Jiang Qingzhou and Song Li drank water from the same bowl. His ears turned even redder. Jiang Qingzhou automatically blocked Jiang Qingye and Song Yue who also used the same bowl.

Song Li saw that the vendors around her were packing up and going back. She said to Jiang Qingzhou, who was daydreaming, "Qingzhou, let's go back too. Everyone is starting to leave."

Jiang Qingzhou reacted after hearing Song Li's words and hurriedly packed up his things.

Song Li smiled and took out two fans from the basket, handed them to Jiang Qingzhou and said, "This is for you and Qingye."

Jiang Qingzhou waved his hands and said, "Xiao Li, I don't want it. You can keep it and sell it for money!"

After hearing this, Song Li stuffed the fan into his hand and said, "Qingzhou, you have given me a lot of things, but I have never given you anything. Do you think we are not doing well?"

After hearing this, Jiang Qingzhou quickly put the fan into the basket he was carrying. As he put it in, he said, "No, no."

Jiang Qingzhou and Jiang Qingye sent Song Li and Song Yue to where Old Man Wang parked his car. At this time, Lianlian had already returned.

After seeing Lianlian, Jiang Qingzhou greeted Lianlian and then took Jiang Qingye home.

Sun Li came over and asked Lianlian, "Who is this from Changrong's family? She looks good!"

Lianlian looked at Song Li, who became embarrassed. Lianlian smiled and said to Sun Li: "Sister-in-law, he is Xiaoli's fiancé. They got engaged a few days ago."

Sun Li said "Oh" and said to Song Li: "Xiao Li, this boy is good-looking!"

Song Li blushed and said nothing. Seeing this, Sun Li knew that the girl was shy, so she changed the subject.

Wang Juan, who was standing not far away, saw everything. She touched her face and wondered why she was so beautiful but could only follow a rogue, while Song Li, who was not as good as her, could get a good fiancé. Why was fate so unfair?