When Shangguan Chuyue was chatting with Mo Xiaoyan and the others, Shangguan Yuyan just sat there and did not say a word. He only listened to them chat and felt that it was very interesting.
After chatting for a while, the sky darkened too. It was time to go back, "Big Sister Chuyue, be careful when you go back. Do you want my big brother to send you back?" Mo Xiaoyan said.
"No need, it's not that far anyway. We'll be going back soon." Shangguan Chuyue rejected Mo Xiaoyan's good intentions.
This time, coming to Mo Xiaoyan's home, Shangguan Chuyue was also very surprised, why is this normally arrogant and unreasonable little sister, not saying a word today, could it be that her personality has changed?
At night, Mo Xiaoyan was insomnia again. She was so busy recently, but was still able to insomnia, if she couldn't sleep at night, then she would definitely not be able to get up early the next morning. That was why Mo Xiaoyan kept trying to sleep.
Early morning of the next day, Mo Xiaoyan had indeed overslept. Lady Li had already finished cooking, but Mo Xiaoyan had not even woken up.
The Lady Li thought that the shop was also quite busy recently, and had to prepare porridge in the afternoon. Mo Xiaoyan was also rather tired from working, so she did not wake Mo Xiaoyan up.
When Mo Xiaoyan woke up, she found that her family was no longer in the house. Old Lady Mo was in the courtyard playing with Mo Dongxue, "Grandmother, are my parents already at the shop?" Mo Xiaoyan walked over and asked.
"That's right. They saw that you were still sleeping and were afraid of disturbing your rest, so they didn't call for you. The pot left food for you. Hurry and go eat something." Old Lady Mo slowly said.
"Alright." Mo Xiaoyan replied and went to the kitchen to eat breakfast.
After finishing breakfast, they continued to head over to the shop. Today, the business in the shop was not bad, and when Mo Xiaoyan went over, the old man and Zhuo Er were actually also there. They cleaned up the table and the floor.
This afternoon was just like the previous two days. Pu Zi closed the shop earlier, and would be ready to prepare the porridge after he was done.
Today, when they were preparing the porridge, each of them was given a bowl of steamed bun as they were afraid that they would not have enough to eat.
There were bound to be greedy people inside. A young man who was already holding a bowl of porridge and took out a bun, quickly finished it, and then ran over to take another bun. Mo Xiaoyan didn't say anything and gave him another bun instead.
As a result, after the man finished eating the steamed bun in the corner, he shamelessly ran over to ask for another steamed bun.
You've already drunk a bowl of congee and eaten two steamed buns. Originally, everyone had only given you one bowl of congee and one steamed bun, but now you have an extra steamed bun. Mo Xiaoyan patiently explained.
"I only ate a steamed bun from you, what are you being stingy about?" The man said unhappily.
"If I'm stingy, would I be able to make porridge here?" Mo Xiaoyan laughed and asked.
"Then I'm not full yet, so what if I take another steamed bun?" The man said in an unreasonable tone.
"You've already taken two. These steamed buns aren't small either. Plus, you've already drank a bowl of porridge. How can you not be full?" It's a special period right now, and there are still so many people waiting for you. Just now, you ate enough food for two people, and now you still want to take it? Mo Xiaoyan would never give the third bun no matter what. If it was an old man, he would probably give a little, but he was still young, and he wanted to take advantage of others.
"Why can't you give me one if I'm not full? Is my appetite not good enough? " The man stood in front of Mo Xiaoyan and did not plan to give way to the people lined up behind.
"If you have enough food, go eat somewhere else. If you want to eat too much, then go eat somewhere else. Don't just stand here. There are still so many people behind you." Mo Linyu who was at the side could not help but say a few words.
"Since you guys still have so much to eat, I'll just eat one steamed bun. You guys won't lose much?" The man still didn't leave.
"If you say no, then no." Mo Xiaoyan's attitude was very firm, she was also the person who hated this habit the most.
"Then how about this, and give me another bowl of congee, is that okay?" The man was still unwilling to leave. He had to get more food.
"Hey, you've been standing here for so long, shouldn't you give way to the person behind us?" The woman in the back row was so hungry that she didn't have any strength left in her body. After standing for so long, she almost couldn't stand up anymore.
"What's the rush?" Didn't you see that I haven't gotten anything to eat? Just wait patiently. Give me something to eat. The man said with an extremely nasty tone.
"Ai, how can a young man like you be like this?" The woman sighed. Although she was very dissatisfied, she felt that it was better not to quarrel here. It was better to endure for a little longer.
"What's wrong? If you don't accept it, then don't eat it. " The man said in a bad tone.
"That's enough, stop arguing here. There's no porridge on the steamed buns, so hurry up and go!" Mo Xiaoyan said coldly.
"What?" Why not? Did you do it on purpose? I said that I'm not full yet, why can't you give me another bowl of porridge? " The man said with a dissatisfied tone.
"Hey, since you're so young, why don't you find a job and get paid for it? When you get paid, you can eat whatever you want, so you don't need to eat porridge or steamed buns every day." Wang Dacheng felt that this man was too shameless, he still acted as if he owed her something.
"Hurry up, we've been waiting for so long, do you still want more after eating so much?" If you don't move away, do you believe that we'll beat you up? " a man behind him said fiercely.
"Fine, if you have the guts, then I won't eat anymore!" The man looked at the men behind him. He definitely couldn't beat them alone, so it was better for him to leave as soon as possible to avoid getting beaten up.
"Get lost!" The man behind her really couldn't bear to see this man.
Right now, Chen Zimo was sending people to make porridge on another street, so these refugees could eat more. Sometimes, they could even fill two bowls with porridge.
The old man looked at these people and felt lucky that he and Zhuo Er had met such a good family. Otherwise, he would have starved to death by now.
Zhuo Er was also very obedient. After he finished cooking the porridge, he took his broom and swept through the trash on the ground.
Even though Zhuo Er was young, he knew who was good to him. He should do something to repay the kindness of the other person.