章節 35: physiognomy

編輯: Henyee Translations

Qin Xi accepted the money and stared at the man's face.

The man was puzzled. Just as he was about to ask her what she was looking at, he heard Qin Xi suddenly say, "Uncle, do you have an old man at home? Moreover, the old woman has been weak, anxious, and lacking sleep recently. She always gets inflammation and doesn't have an appetite."

The man looked at her in surprise. "How did you know?"

Qin Xi nodded mysteriously. "I can tell from your face. When we go back, give the old man more of these vegetables. I guarantee that he'll get better soon."

The man suddenly became serious. He took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to her. "Miss, this is my business card. May I know your name?"

He could tell that this young woman was not a simple person. Not only did she know medicine, but she also knew physiognomy.

Although he did not know what her exact ability was, being able to tell the symptoms of his father's illness through his face meant that she was definitely not an ordinary person.

It was best to be friends with people with this kind of ability rather than foes.

Qin Xi took the business card from the man with both hands. On the business card was clearly printed: Cheng Haizhong, the manager of the Kangji Food Factory in Yangyuan County, Luoping City.

"Hello, Manager Cheng. This is my grandfather, Han Dazhu. This is my husband, Han Shi. My name is Qin Xi." Qin Xi introduced them one by one.

Cheng Haizhong was stunned. He did not expect Qin Xi, who looked like she was only 17 years old, to be married.

He subconsciously looked at Han Shi. Although Han Shi was handsome and matched Qin Xi, he gave him a strange feeling!

As for what was strange about Han Shi, he could not tell yet.

He said with a smile, "I really didn't expect Miss Qin to be married at such a young age!"

Qin Xi smiled. "Does Manager Cheng live nearby? We can help you deliver the vegetables to your house."

"That's not necessary. I drive. By the way, don't call me manager. It sounds weird. Just call me Uncle Cheng," Cheng Haizhong said with a smile.

He looked at Han Dazhu with a smile. "Do you mind if I call you Uncle Han?"

"Why not? Just call me that!" Han Dazhu knew that this person wanted to befriend his granddaughter-in-law, so he was friendly with him.

"Alright, Uncle Han, you can just call me Cheng," Cheng Haizhong said sincerely.

Han Dazhu asked bluntly, "By the way, Cheng, where's your car? We can bring the vegetables to your car."

Cheng Haizhong quickly walked to the back of a silver Jetta and opened the trunk. Just as he was about to move the vegetables into the car with Han Dazhu, Qin Xi said, "Uncle Cheng, you don't have to do it. Let Stone and I do it."

Han Dazhu knew Qin Xi's ability, so he did not refuse. However, Cheng Haizhong did not know. Just as he was about to help, he saw Han Shi and Qin Xi carrying the sack into the car. If not for the fact that the back of the car sank slightly, he would have thought that the sack was filled with leaves.

"Uncle Cheng, the trunk is full. Why don't we take the vegetables out and put them inside the car?" Qin Xi suggested.

"Sure!"

Then, Cheng Haizhong saw a strange scene.

Eggplant, extra large; bitter gourd, extra large; beans, extra large; carrots, extra large; chives, about a meter long…

His mouth was wide open as he watched his car being loaded with vegetables.

He couldn't help but ask Han Dazhu in a low voice, "Uncle Han, what did you use to grow your vegetables?"

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章節 36: Buying a Tricycle

編輯: Henyee Translations

After parting with Cheng Haizhong, Qin Xi and the other two started shopping in town.

Qin Xi suggested buying a tricycle. It was very useful when it came to moving vegetables around.

Han Dazhu felt that it was feasible, so the three of them came to the only bicycle shop in town.

The shop was not big. There were five bicycles outside. In the middle was a brand new tricycle.

Han Dazhu's eyes lit up. He looked at the brand new tricycle and was about to go forward to touch it when he saw a bald middle-aged man with a big stomach walk out of the house.

He was wearing a tank top and flowery pants, and a pair of tattered slippers. He held a straw fan in his hand and fanned himself from time to time.

"Hey, old man, are you buying it or not? If you're not buying it, don't touch it. Let me tell you, my bicycles are all very expensive. If you break it, you have to pay!"

The bald man said disdainfully.

Han Dazhu frowned and said in an equally unfriendly tone, "What kind of bicycle is it made of? Will it break once I touch it? Is it made of paper?"

The bald man was furious. "Hey, old man, are you looking for trouble?"

"We're here to buy a tricycle. What kind of attitude is this?" Han Dazhu was infuriated by his condescending attitude.

The bald man sneered. "Buy a tricycle? You want to buy a tricycle? Do you have money?"

"Are you the owner of this shop?" Qin Xi parked the bicycle at the side and looked at the bald man.

The first impression Qin Xi gave people was that she was sweet and likable, but the aura she exuded was very domineering.

She was like a contradiction, making people want to protect her, but at the same time, they found her difficult to control.

"Wow, this girl is not bad. Why, are you two together?"

The bald man came to Qin Xi's side and sized her up with a sinister smile. "You're quite good-looking. If you go out for a meal with me, I can give you a discount of ten yuan. How about that?"

Seeing that someone was going to bully his wife, Han Shi immediately walked over angrily and stood between the two of them. He looked at the bald man warily and said angrily, "No, your meal stinks! You stink too. Go home and let your mother wash you! You reek of feces!"

The bald man was so angry that he almost fainted from anger. He said in a huff, "You bastard, how dare you scold me? I'll teach you a lesson."

As he spoke, he clenched his fists and was about to punch Han Shi's handsome face.

Han Shi was not to be outdone. He clenched his fists and faced the attack.

What a joke. He even dared to confront a wild boar, let alone an ugly and fat bald man.

The two fists collided. Other than feeling a little numb, Han Shi did not feel anything.

In the past, when he was free, Han Dazhu would always train Han Shi so that when he was gone, Han Shi and Luo Xiujuan could take care of each other and not be bullied.

Han Shi was fine, but it did not mean that the bald man was fine.

He screamed in pain and held his fists as he spun around. He cursed, "F*ck you, you little bastard. Ah, it hurts! Help! Someone is hitting me and wants to steal my bicycle!"

Han Shi was at a loss.

He remembered that Luo Xiujuan had told him not to hit anyone. Otherwise, he would be arrested.

At this moment, he started to get nervous when he saw the crowd surrounding him.

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