Of course, he must be willing to take care of the child himself, otherwise it will be useless no matter how loud Mr. Li yells.

As his own father, Zhu San didn't run too far. When he saw Zhu Si holding two children alone, he was a little eager to make a move and came over: "You can't hold it, let me hold one for you."

"No, I can carry it over." As soon as the words came out, Zhu Si saw that it was his third brother, so he handed one over, "This is the fourth treasure. Look, it's much fatter, isn't it?"

Although Zhu San often sees the Four Treasures at home, unlike Zhu Si and his wife, they can hold them day and night. When they met, he held them in his arms and said with great curiosity: "Well, he is much fatter.

"

"Look, both chins are showing up." Zhu Si also stretched out his hand to pad the chins of the two children.

Zhu Bamei, Lin Sanmei, and Lin Simei were still little girls, and they rarely left the house. This time, they couldn't sit still at all and wanted to run around.

Because it had been agreed before, Mrs. Lin didn't stay too long. She called her husband and took the three girls to the temple fair to hang out.

Dabao and Erbao didn't want to follow their biological father and mother. After learning that their grandma was also going to the temple fair, they held their uncle's hand and followed Ye Yuran's footsteps without saying a word.

Therefore, when Ye Yuran was about to leave the stall, he was followed by one large, two small, and three small tails.

"If you don't follow your mother, why should you follow me?" Ye Yuran was a little helpless.

Maybe it's because she's not too fierce, and these children are less and less afraid of her now.

Dabao blinked innocent eyes: "I like breasts."

Erbao blinked a pair of miniature eyes: "I like breasts too."

Zhu Qi looked at the two little guys and followed her words slowly: "I like mom too."

At least, he wasn't stupid enough to shout "milk" after them.

"What do you want to buy?" Ye Yuran asked.

The three people shook their heads: "No, milk, we don't have anything to buy."

"We don't follow the milk just to buy things, we really like the milk."

"Nai, let us follow you."

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There were many people at the temple fair, and Ye Yuran was afraid that they would get lost, so she could only hold one of them by the hand.

As for Zhu Qi, he is an adult after all, so he was asked to stand on the other side and hold Dabao: "Dabao, hold on tight to your uncle, don't lose it."

Dabao: "Okay, milk."

"Lao Qi, if you get lost later, I'll look for your fourth sister-in-law at the stall, you know?"

Zhu Qi: "Okay, mother."

Although there are traces of the temple fair in the memory of the original owner, recalling it from other people's memories and actually experiencing it yourself are two different things.

Memory is a very wonderful thing. It can beautify the past and blur some "unimportant" things.

For example, the original owner will never remember the unknown plants at the temple fair. Her focus will be on those colorful or valuable things.

"Milk, look, there are candied haws on a stick there!"

Ye Yuran was just watching it with excitement when he suddenly heard Dabao and Erbao shouting happily.

She turned her head and looked, and sure enough, there was a candied haws seller a few steps away.

"Didn't you say that there is nothing you want to buy?" She looked at the two little guys with a half-smile.

Dabao and Erbao felt a little guilty: they could say that if they followed Nai Nai, Nai Bao might buy one for each of them, but if they followed Mom, they would have to share one with their uncle.

"It's not a good boy to lie."

"No, Nai, we didn't want to buy candied haws at first. We really wanted to eat it after we saw it." Dabao defended.

Erbao nodded beside him: "Yeah, that's it."

Zhu Qi was a little bolder than before: "Mom, I want to eat too."

"Yes, yes, but you can only buy one." Ye Yuran said.

"Ah, one?!" Dabao was a little unhappy and reminded, "Mistress, there are three of us."

Erbao also raised his finger and told grandma that there were three of them.

Ye Yuran: "A candied haws a stick costs two cents. If I buy one for three of you, how much will it cost in total?"

Erbao answered quickly: "Six cents. Two or three equals six, which is six cents."

"How much does your mother sell for making a bracelet?"

Erbao: "My mother's knitting is not very good. I can only sell it for two cents, and occasionally three cents."

"If the bracelet is sold for two cents, the father-in-law will take a 20% discount, and he will also share half of your hard-earned money with your fourth sister-in-law. So how many bracelets will your mother have to make to earn back the six cents?"

This topic is a bit complicated, so the two students and one student got together and quickly figured it out.

Dabao said: "It takes seven or eight sticks. If it costs two cents a stick, at least seven sticks are needed. If others buy more, they may give one more stick, so that's eight sticks."

"Then how many can your mother braid in a day?"

Dabao was stunned for a moment, because he was not stupid, and he immediately realized what grandma meant - three candied haws, which cost six cents at once. It didn't look like much, but their mother had to do other work, and she only had to do a lot of work a day.

They can braid two or three pieces, which means that to earn these six yuan, their mother will have to braid for at least two days.

Ye Yuran reached out and touched their heads and said: "If you want to eat, I will buy it for you, but I hope you know that every penny our family earns is not easy. Everything you enjoy now is

You cannot take the hard work of the whole family for granted. You must learn to be grateful, learn to cherish, and spend every penny more meaningfully, so that you can be worthy of everyone's efforts."

When grandma said this, Dabao, who was more sensible, suddenly felt a "sense of guilt".

They just want to eat candied haws on a stick, but their mother has to work hard all day to earn a bunch of candied haws. They think her mother is "stingy" and only agree to buy one.

"I'm sorry, grandma, I will never call my mother stingy again."

"I also know I was wrong, milk."

The two little guys took a step back and said one after another that they didn't want candied haws. It's not like they haven't eaten it yet. They would save up and buy new cloth to make clothes later.

"Buy." Ye Yuran looked pleased, "This time I will pay for it, one for each of you. I just hope that you can cherish every penny, but what is money? Money is a bastard. If you have money, you have to spend it. For

If you save money and are hard on yourself, you are not saving money, but you are abusing yourself. Why do people live this life? Isn’t it just for something to wear, something to eat, and a place to stay? If you have the conditions to live by yourself

If you want to feel more comfortable, don’t treat yourself badly.”

Just as she promised, she each bought a candied haws.

At this time, Dabao, Erbao, and Zhu Qi are not very understanding, but one day in the future, they will find that this lesson has taught them the most precious thing.

"Is it delicious?" Ye Yuran handed the candied haws to their hands and asked.

Dabao and Erbao were a little embarrassed: "Actually, one stick is enough."

"Don't worry, grandma still has the money to buy candied haws. Eat it. When you grow up, you won't think the candied haws are delicious." Anyway, she didn't like this sour thing.
Chapter completed!