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"What else can we do? This is a restaurant, so I came here to cheat, eat, and drink!" I've seen a lot of people like this. If I see one, I'll kick one out! "

The waiter at the State Silver Restaurant had a bad attitude and was extremely impatient.

Zhao Xiangyun had seen it before, so she was not surprised.

But even so, she didn't think it was a glorious thing to say to a child.

"Did you give him something to eat? Or was it some other customer who gave him something? " Zhao Xiangyun asked.

"Why should I give it to him? I'm not his father, and I'm not his mother, so why should I care about him? " the waiter said snappily.

"Then how do you know he's here to cheat, eat, and drink? You haven't even given it to me, what position do you have? " When Zhao Xiangyun said these words, her face was full of smiles.

Even though it seemed like a harmless beast or human, in reality, it wasn't easy to provoke.

"You …"

"What about me? Am I wrong? " Zhao Xiangyun asked with a smile.

The waiter could not win against Zhao Xiangyun, so he turned and left angrily.

Zhao Xiangyun placed the porridge in front of her into the metal box that she carried around with her, and then placed all the dishes inside.

He carried the lunchbox and walked out.

She didn't know what was wrong with her. Just thinking of the way that child looked at her made her feel pity.

When Zhao Xiangyun went out to chase him, the child was squatting in the corner.

He did not enter the restaurant nor did he leave.

Zhao Xiangyun hurried forward, and said to the child: "Just now, you were hungry, do you want to eat?"

The child shook his head.

Then, he thought of something and nodded his head heavily.

"This is for you!" Zhao Xiangyun opened the lunchbox and handed the lunchbox along with the chopsticks to the child.

This child was a man, only five or six years old. He was too skinny.

He probably hadn't eaten a full meal before.

When Zhao Xiangyun gave him the lunchbox with the white porridge and some side dishes, the little boy's eyes lit up.

He stared at Zhao Xiangyun's lunchbox and swallowed saliva with all his might.

"Elder sister, can I bring the congee home for my grandmother to eat? She's sick! " After saying this, the little boy lowered his head.

Following his line of sight, Zhao Xiangyun saw that he did not have any shoes on her feet.

"Of course you can!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

She closed the lid on the lunchbox and, using the act of taking things out of the basket, took out two hard-boiled eggs.

That egg was something that Chen Wuyue gave to her a few days ago. When it was still warm, she placed it inside a precious pot, and after that, it grew out with quite a few eggs.

Due to the hot weather, the eggs were extremely cold. Even after throwing them into the air, there was still a little bit of heat remaining.

"Here!" You can take this back as well! "

Zhao Xiangyun directly put the two eggs into the little boy's pocket.

The little boy was shocked. Unknowingly, tears started streaming down his face.

"Don't cry anymore, hurry up and go back!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

The little boy looked at the lunchbox in his hands, then looked at the egg in his pocket and said, "Elder sister, my name is Lu Changsheng, thank you elder sister, I will definitely repay you!"

After the little boy finished speaking, he grabbed the lunchbox, held the egg and quickly ran away.

Zhao Xiangyun looked at his retreating back, and helplessly shook her head.

She wasn't asking for anything in return. She just felt that this child was a bit too pitiful.

After giving away the food she bought at the State-run Hotel, Zhao Xiangyun was no longer willing to go back and endure the anger.

She took a cornbread from the space and filled it with water from a pot.

After that, he left the county.

When they were almost to the Production Team, Zhao Xiangyun took out the tube of bones and the large pig stomach that she had bought.

And those ten sickles, and the Scimitar.

Holding these things, Zhao Xiangyun swaggered into the Production Team.

It was still too early for her to return, and the people from Production Team were all working.

He thought he would be able to sneak back to the Zhao Family with the pig's bones and large intestine.

Who would have thought that they would meet Jiang Weimin who had just gone to his own family's feces and was pulling his own feces.

Seeing her bring up so many things, Jiang Weimin knew, that Zhao Xiangyun had gone to a county city.

"Jiang Weimin, it's good that you came. I brought something for you!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

Jiang Weimin's face instantly flushed red.

He put down the cart in his hands and walked in front of Zhao Xiangyun.

Before she could say anything, Zhao Xiangyun handed the Scimitar over to him, "Here, I brought this for you. In the future, don't use that broken blade from the pig farm anymore.

Jiang Weimin was startled, "You have a Industrial Voucher?"

"Yes, my mom gave it to me!" Zhao Xiangyun brought Chen Wuyue out.

In any case, it was known to everyone in the Production Team that her mother Chen Wuyue had money and tickets, and that she only wanted to give money to her own daughter to use.

"How much is the Scimitar, I'll give it to you!" Jiang Weimin said.

"What are you giving me? If you have the money, why don't you borrow your kitchen to make me more delicious food?!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

The reason she said that was actually to find an excuse to not take Jiang Weimin's money.

In any case, she was selling this Scimitar anyway. If she earned it, it wouldn't be a loss to Jiang Weimin.

Speaking of that, Jiang Weimin subconsciously frowned.

Previously, when Zhao Xiangyun borrowed his oil, logically speaking, there should be less oil.

He was sure that he did not remember wrongly.

It was hard to say if Zhao Xiangyun had poured oil on it again, because she did not take anything out that day.

"What are you waiting for, take it!" Zhao Xiangyun urged.

Jiang Weimin reached out to catch the Scimitar, and said lightly, "Thank you!"

Holding the scythe, Jiang Weimin's gaze carelessly fell on the scythe in Zhao Xiangyun's hands.

He pretended to be casual and asked, "Is that a sickle?"

"Yeah, my dad told me to bring some back. He said that the Production Team's scythe is too little, so he told me to buy some for him!"

Zhao Xiangyun said.

Jiang Weimin immediately understood that all these things belonged to the Gong Family.

At that time, the account for the Duke's family would be settled.

As for the Scimitar, it belonged to him.

With this knowledge, the corner of Jiang Weimin's mouth unconsciously curled up into a smile.

"Give me your sickle!" Jiang Weimin said.

"Huh?"

"Don't you still have the handle? I just happen to know what to do. Come and get it at my place at dinner time! " Jiang Weimin said.

Hearing Jiang Weimin's words, Zhao Xiangyun wished for nothing more, so she gave the sickle to Jiang Weimin.

She was just worrying about how to find someone who knew how to do wood work and make ten handles. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to use this tool.

Zhao Xiangyun gratefully looked at Jiang Weimin.

Afraid that she would meet the rest of the Production Team, she carried the tube of bones and the large pig intestine and left.

After returning to the Zhao Family residence, Chen Wuyue came out of his house as usual.

As usual, he checked first to see if Zhao Xiangyun had fully recovered and was not injured.