After dinner was cooked, everyone was in a hurry to eat, waiting for Mrs. Chen and Zhou Rong to come back.

Chen and Zhou Rong hurried back after it was dark and most people in the village had gone to sleep.

Not only did the two of them carry large backpacks behind their backs, but they also carried things in their hands. It was obvious that they had brought back a lot of good things.

"Why are there so many?" Zhou Qing stepped forward to help and unloaded the things from Chen's back.

"I stopped by your grandma's house and gathered a lot of things," Mrs. Chen said, asking Zhou Rong to put down the things, and then shouted: "Yao'er, bring me some water, I'm so thirsty!"

"Here it comes!" Zhou Yi brought two bowls of hot water. The two of them were really thirsty, so they drank them all in one go.

Seeing such hard work made Xi Yao feel uncomfortable...

"Ah Yao, look, I bought this," Ms. Chen showed off all the things she bought, and then said excitedly: "I told them all, if they still want it, let them help.

Just collect it, and when the time comes, you can give me some hard-earned money!"

Xi Yao Wan'er said: "Let's look at the situation first. After the first month, if the business is still OK, then we have to continue to collect these things..."

"Okay, I'll tell them when the time comes!"

Dinner was eaten very quickly, and no one was delayed, because after eating, there were still many things to do.

Looking at the leeks and green onions in the guest room, Mrs. Chen regretted: "If I had known I would use them, I should have planted everything I could at home!"

Xi Yao twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Mom, if you really want to plant everything you can at home, then we will lose money!"

"Why?" If they didn't plant more, wouldn't their business be better?

"At this time, green vegetables are extremely rare. If we want to make dumplings, we might as well sell them directly!"

Just because there wasn't much, she made dumplings for Wu Zhi.

If there are a lot of them, take them directly to the city. I'm afraid there won't be enough to sell.

"That's right!"

Mrs. Chen replied nervously, thinking of how many times her family had given away gifts before, and the generous gifts they received back...

She suddenly felt that they were losing money by selling dumplings.

"Mom, what are you thinking about?" Xi Yao asked curiously when he saw her strange expression.

Mrs. Chen swallowed and muttered her thoughts...

Xi Yao couldn't laugh or cry.

"This account can't be settled that way. The gifts given by the Yao family are generous, and the relationship between our two families is also there!"

"That's not a loss!"

Seeing Xi Yao nodding, Chen's mood immediately improved.

“As long as you don’t lose money, that’s fine!”

The change of wind and rain made Xi Yao burst into laughter.

It was cold, so they made all the preparations. When they got up the next day, they could just make dumplings.

Because of today's busy schedule and thinking of how fast Xi Yao was making dumplings, Mrs. Chen specifically mentioned to Xi Yao when he returned to his room: "Ah Yao, you have to get up early tomorrow, don't be late!"

"OK!"

Xi Yao replied smoothly, and after entering the house and closing the door, when he saw Zhou Rong, he immediately exploded and his face turned red.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Rong felt murderous intent and turned around to ask.

"It's all your fault," Xi Yao rushed over, beat him and blamed him: "If it weren't for you, why would I be late in the morning? Why would mother let me get up early tomorrow!"

How embarrassing!

She felt that she could dig out a hundred dumplings now in embarrassment...

Zhou Rong is actually a little embarrassed!
Chapter completed!