Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Song Xiaoâs face turned red. He didnât dare to call her that at first. Didnât he learn it from his sister?
Song Yao paused for a moment before continuing, âYou can just find a lively place. The money that you earn will be yours. How about that?â
Song Xiao put down the steaming rougamo. âSister, why are you so good to me? What if the things canât be sold?â
Song Xiao smiled and said, âSilly boy! Youâre my biological brother. If I donât treat you well, who should I treat well?â
âAnd with your talent, how can you not sell anything?â After saying that, she patted Song Xiaoâs shoulder and found that her brother had grown much taller.
In a month at most, it would be her brotherâs 17th birthday. Seeing that it was almost time to talk about marriage, Song Yao smiled and teased, âXiao, when do you want to find a wife?â
âSister!â
Song Xiaoâs face turned red. âIâm still a child!â
âWhatâs wrong with the child? Your sister was already talking about marriage when she was your age!â
Gu Li carried Baby Xuan down from the second floor. âBesides, our Xiao is already a big child. Itâs time for him to find a wife.â
âMom!â Hearing this, Song Xiaoâs face turned even redder. âWhenâ¦
when did you come down?â
Gu Li smiled. âDidnât we run out of eggs and vegetables? Iâll get your father to go back to the village to get some.â
Ever since they moved to town, the old couple had to go back to Song
Manor every day to feed the chickens and ducks. Occasionally, they had to fertilize the vegetables in the field, afraid that Song Yaoâs small restaurant would be in short supply one day.
âI asked your father to spread the news in the village about your recruitment. Now is not the time for farming. There should be many people coming to help tomorrow.â
Song Yao nodded. âIf they can come, I wonât treat them badly. My salary is 12 yuan a month. Iâll provide lunch and the working hours are from eight in the morning to six in the evening.â
âYouâre right.â Gu Li agreed with Song Yao. âItâs not easy for anyone. If they do a good job, weâll give them a raise!â
Song Yao responded and continued to make rougamo.
Gu Li and Song Xiao also helped. âYaoâs rougamo is really good. If we sell it, we can earn a lot of money!â
Song Yao smiled. âSo I plan to leave a portion for the shop and let Xiao sell the rest in the county.â
âCan he do it?â Gu Li couldnât help but worry.
She had never heard Song Xiao shout. She knew her sonâs personality the best. What if he was bullied outside?
âI heard that the vendors in the county are very strict now. Several vendors have been taken away!â
âMom! They were taken away because they didnât have a business license. My sister has completed all the necessary procedures.â Song Xiaoâs tone was a little helpless. âAnd I canât always hide behind my sister, right? A man has to do something big!â
When Gu Li heard her sonâs words, she did not dare to refute him. She sighed and said, âI donât know anything about you young people. Itâs getting late. Iâll go back to sleep first. You guys sleep early too.â
After Gu Li left, Song Yao wrapped the rougamo and placed them in the thermos. She also put in the jar of braised meat and a few packets of instant noodles that she had made during the day. She placed them all in the back seat of the bicycle.
âSee if you can still ride it?â Song Yao raised the flashlight and asked her brother.
Previously, the siblings had always been riding separately when setting up the stall. This time, Song Xiao wanted to ride from the town to the county city alone.
Song Xiao rode the bicycle out of the courtyard with some difficulty. Although it was indeed very tiring to ride, he was a man after all. He gritted his teeth and said that he could ride it.
Song Yao looked at her brotherâs red face and was on the brink of tears. âIf you canât ride it, donât show off. I wonât be busy next year and Iâll bring you to buy a new car!
Song Yao had thought about it. It would be best if it was a three-wheeled cart. That way, it would be much more convenient for Xiao to buy goods.
Song Xiao refused repeatedly. âOur house has just been renovated. How can we have money? Letâs talk after this month.â
âWhy not? I earned more than a thousand yuan from collecting chestnuts yesterday. Coupled with the money I earned today, it should be enough.â
Song Yao continued, âBesides, what if something happens to you riding this old bicycle? Do you want another accident like when you were young?â
When Song Xiao was young, he got into a car accident on a tractor. If not for the old divine doctorâs timely arrival, Song Xiao would probably have to spend the rest of his life on crutches.
Therefore, Song Yao asked Song Xiao to wait until she bought a car before setting up the stall. Song Xiao did not refuse..