Qu Yong thought that Boss Cao's family was in the medicinal material business. Although his family was mainly in the western medicine business, now they could only be used as doctors. He said: "Uncle Cheng, wouldn't it be wrong to die in the field?

It’s such a waste, you’d better collect it from the fields first and see how much there is.”

"What? Do you have a way?" Uncle Cheng has just seen Qu Yong's ability, and he has completely regarded Qu Yong as the last straw. "The honeysuckle in my fields has been left to bloom, and now it will be 8 to 8

9 kilograms are sun-dried into 1 kilogram, which is at least 30 kilograms of level three, and the white flowers are almost 40 kilograms. In previous years, it would have been sold for more than 4,000 yuan, but this year it was only around 2,000 yuan.

I also stopped selling it out of anger, hey..."

"Let me ask first." Qu Yong is not sure that Boss Cao's family will accept it. Besides, even if he does, the price may be very low. After all, the market prices in Jiangsu and Zhejiang are similar. Although Boss Cao is familiar with Qu Yong,

, but business is business, no one can lose to anyone, "Uncle Cheng, I'll try to see if I can help you sell the honeysuckle, but the price..."

"I know." Uncle Cheng was already disheartened after this incident. He waved his hand and said: "It's okay, Ayong. Uncle Cheng will go to the field to collect the goods tomorrow, and then mortgage all the goods to you, okay?"

"Pledge it to me?"

"Yes." Uncle Cheng said: "I have thought about it. I also know the conditions of your family. You gave me 2,000 yuan. What if your father's illness relapses? What will happen to me?

Hua Wei, whether you want to resell it to your Uncle Li or to your friend, it will be worth almost 2,000 in the end. Uncle Cheng is really afraid that he won’t have the money to pay you back, so he can only wrong you like this."

"I..." Qu Yong saw the dejection on his face and knew that the burden of life had deeply crushed this man. He agreed: "Uncle Cheng, don't say that, I will help you sell it, like this

Well, no matter how much you sell, I’ll take 2,000 of my own and give you the extra.”

"Whatever." Uncle Cheng looked at the bare stone wall and kept sighing.

Qu Yong comforted him a few more times before going home. Before he entered the yard, he saw his mother waiting at the door with her hands on her hips, "You're back?!"

Qu Yong said: "Ah? Mom, what's wrong?"

Qu Yong's mother said: "I heard that you gave Uncle Cheng 2,000 yuan to help him pay off his debt?"

"Yeah." Qu Yong nodded and walked into the house and said: "That's the money I earned from my recent part-time job. I regard it as my uncle's family, so I can help if I can. Mom, don't you always teach me that we should help each other as a human being?

?”

"You are right to help people." Qu Yong's mother said a little anxiously: "But that is your hard-earned money, 2,000 yuan, you kid, really... Did your uncle Cheng write an IOU?

You didn't even ask, so you just showed up at my door eagerly?"

"Mom." Qu Yong knew that his mother cared about money. It didn't mean that his mother was stingy and unwilling to help others, but 2,000 yuan was still a lot of money for their family, so Qu Yong was so casual.

She took it out to borrow money on purpose, so it's strange that she wasn't in a hurry, "Mom, when our family needed medical treatment, didn't Uncle Cheng lend us the money without even saying a word?"

Qu Yong's father also advised: "That's right, Cheng San is not that kind of person, what are you afraid of?"

"Hey... you and your son are good people, and I am the white-faced Cao Cao." Qu Yong's mother was a little unhappy, and sat on a bench with a straight face.

"This person can't talk anymore." Qu Yong's father chuckled and said: "Come on, son, your mother has that temper. Dad supports you, but there is something you want to say. I heard that one palm can break a brick?

"

"Yes! Yes!?" Qu Yong's mother couldn't sit still anymore. She came over and took Qu Yong's hand to look under the lamp. She looked left and right but didn't see any wounds. She asked curiously: "Hey, does it hurt?"

Does it hurt? Why are you so stupid to mess with those people?! And you still hit bricks with your hands?"

Feeling their deep love, Qu Yong said with a smile: "Mom and Dad, I'm fine. You see, I'm not fine. That's a cover-up. Knowledge of physics. There's something else I want to say, Uncle Cheng's honeysuckle."

The mortgage was given to me..."

"Mortgage? What do you mean!" Qu Yong's mother suddenly became angry, "It's three percent, and you still say that he is not that kind of person, and he actually mortgaged his things that were rotting in the ground and no one wanted them to us?! He

Didn’t you make it clear that you had good intentions in bullying us?”

"mom!"

"Don't say anything!" Qu Yong's mother rolled up her sleeves and said, "I'm going to go find Cheng San and ask him about his conscience."

"Mom!" Qu Yong quickly stopped his mother and said, "I helped Uncle Cheng sell the honeysuckle on his behalf. I have a classmate who owns a pharmacy. He might be able to take it. I just went to ask."

"Just asking?" Qu Yong's mother asked: "Then why did you say you mortgaged that thing to us?"

"No, no!" Qu Yong shook his head like a rattle and said, "How could he mortgage it to me? Besides, the mortgage must be accompanied by a note. Look, I don't have anything in my body."

"Oh." Qu Yong's mother breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, I'll help if I can."

"Um."

Qu Yong's mother let go of his hand and said, "Wash your face and go to bed early. I'm going to chop pigweed. There's still a lot of work to do?"

"Mom, let me help you." Qu Yong also followed his mother to the kitchen. Chopping pigweed is very simple. It is to put the pigweed cut from the field into a large bath tub, and then chop the pigweed into small pieces.

It’s a good time to feed the pigs tomorrow, which is what Qu Yong’s mother must do every night.

"Son, it's not that your mother is stingy, it's really..." Qu Yong's mother was happy when she saw that her son was so sensible. She handed over an old kitchen knife and said, "You also know our situation, Mom.

They all use one dollar broken in half. If you lend out two thousand at once, Mom... feels bad... But you can have the heart of these people, and Mom is still very happy..."

Qu Yong nodded and said, "Mom, I know."

Qu Yong's mother asked: "Uncle Cheng... are you okay at home?"

Qu Yong shook his head and said: "I finally saved the stove, but this time Cheng Xiaoyu injured Liu Xing badly. The doctor said it would cost 20,000..."

"Twenty thousand?" Qu Yong's mother exclaimed, "So serious?!"

"Yes." Qu Yong chopped pigweed, and gradually the whole kitchen was confused by the green aroma, "I have done the surgery before, and there will be a lot of rehabilitation treatment later."

"Cheng Xiaoyu is too ignorant." Qu Yong's mother said with emotion: "Don't imitate him, and never have any relationship with that kind of person, otherwise, it will really be...

..Why..."

Qu Yong lowered his head as much as possible and said in his heart: "Mom, I'm sorry, your son is not only related to those people, but also very close to their leaders. Besides, the Taoist leader asked me to check the information about the Dragon and Tiger Society.

I'm afraid that I will get entangled with the fourth girl again, but I swear to you that I will do things according to my conscience and the ruler in my heart."

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Qu Yong stayed at home for two days. He really couldn't live any longer. It had been almost a month since he left school. He didn't know what was going on in the school, but it should be said that Boss Cao would

Even so, he couldn't stay any longer. His father ate the old tangerine peel for two days, but the effect was not very fast, but the person's Qi seemed to be getting better day by day.

Before Qu Yong left, he went to Uncle Cheng's house again. Most of the honeysuckle in Uncle Cheng's field had been collected, and there were ovens everywhere in the house.

Uncle Cheng explained: "You can't keep the fresh ones, so you should dry them directly. Even if you can't sell them for a while, you can still have time to take your time." However, this will make people tired.

There are more.

Although Qu Yong collected herbs, he had never roasted honeysuckle. He wanted to touch it, but Uncle Cheng grabbed him and said: "You must not touch or turn the buds with your hands before they are dry, otherwise the buds will turn black and affect the health of the flower buds."

For show.”

"Okay." Qu Yong took back his hand, scratched his head, looked again, made sure that Liu Daqing was not here again, and left.

It has entered late autumn, and the leaves have begun to fall in Quzhou City. The willow branches planted on the side of the Liye Garden have already become sparse. It seems that the hair on the heads of some leaders is very long and sparse, and some are still bald.

Before Qu Yong entered the dormitory, he heard Bumblebee's familiar voice, "Dear ladies! I would like to personally lead 3,000 urban management, 1,500 non-mainstream, 500 officials, General Li Gang, Brother Zeng, Brother Chun, and Sister Feng.

Protect the law and fight to the death with Japan! The plan is to first send officials into the island country to corrupt its economy. Then let Brother Zeng destroy their hearing with sheep sounds, Sister Feng will appear and make them vomit to consume their physical strength, and then blind 1,500 non-mainstream people.

Their eyes, and then Brother Chun appeared, causing them to hallucinate! Then Li Gang led 3,000 urban management personnel to start massacring the city! What do you think?"

The fat man responded: "Your Majesty, I think this plan is a great one. May I ask Yuan Fang, what do you think?"

Boss Cao immediately replied: "Your Excellency is truly a man of God."

"I'm going!" the three of them shouted: "It's so boring. When will Brother Xiaoyong come back? Will he become a son-in-law in Xinjiang? Or will he be snatched as a bride by East Turkic terrorists?"

"I don't know either." Boss Cao was also very worried. On the day we parted, he clearly saw that Qu Yong was in really bad condition, but Qu Yong refused to let him give it away.

Bumblebee yelled and suggested: "It's so boring, I can't help but sing a song so wet..."

"No, I'm back." Qu Yong didn't expect that they missed him so much. He took out the key and opened the door, spread his arms, and shouted: "Haha!"

"Brother Xiaoyong!" The fat man rushed over to hug him and shouted, "Where are my Xinjiang raisins?"
Chapter completed!