"Miss Yun, girl Yun, wait a minute!"
Su Luo turned back and looked at Xu San in confusion.
Xu San smiled bitterly: "Miss Yun, don't you want to buy quilts for them?"
Su Luo nodded as a matter of course: "Yes, Zhao Erya's family is really poor, and the old bedding is moldy. I lived for two days and sneezing every day, it smells like..."
Su Luo couldn't even make a move, just shook his head and said, "So I bought them some cotton pads to cover with quilts, what's wrong?"
Xu San smiled bitterly: "Miss Yun, you only care about having fun with your purchase, have you ever thought about how they feel when they receive these brand new bedding?"
Su Luo stared at Xu San: "How do you say?"
Xu San: "Miss Yun, you have never been poor, so it is difficult to understand the mentality of our poor people. Good things are good, but they are too attractive and will cause many people's jealousy. In the future, Zhao Erya's family will inevitably meet in the village. ostracized."
Su Luo: "..."
Xu San: "From Erya's point of view, they don't want to owe you too much favor, otherwise they will feel uneasy. Besides, they are not used to sleeping very well. If the bedding is new, what about the clothes? What about the house? Do you have to keep up with it? People don’t have enough people, don’t use these things to lure their inner desires, people can’t stand the test!”
Su Luo couldn't help looking at Xu San.
Xu San: "What are you doing?"
Su Luo smiled: "Oh, that's not bad, you're right, so what do you say?"
Su Luo had to examine herself from the bottom of her heart.
It's not that she doesn't understand, but she feels that such a trivial matter can be ignored... Indeed, as Xu San said, people's hearts can't stand the test, and Zhao Erya's family has to rely on themselves in the end if they want to get rich.
So Su Luo decided that it is better to teach a man how to fish than to teach him how to fish. After returning to Zhaojia Village, she would teach Zhao Erya a few tricks.
Even when Su Luo's thoughts were turning, Xu San had already spoken: "Miss Yun, a brand new bedding is too expensive, a whole set will cost at least five taels of silver, if you buy a good one, you won't be able to beat ten taels. It depends on you. Do you want to buy several sets?"
Su Luo: "A person always needs a set of bedding."
Xu San smiled bitterly: "Okay, one person does it all, it will cost at least a few dozen taels of silver, and the entire Zhaojia Village will be a sensation. It's too eye-catching. It's terrible to be killed without strength!"
Su Luo: "Long-winded! Don't you mean to buy cheap, old bedding that other people's homes have eliminated."
Xu San smiled and gave a thumbs up: "Miss Yun is wise."
Su Luo kicked him: "You are wise, why don't you hurry and lead the way?"
Xu San: "Okay, okay."
Xu San was really familiar with the town. He led Su Luo around, walking through three alleys, and finally arrived at a house with peeling paint on the courtyard door.
dong dong dong —
The door opened, and it was an elderly woman who was trembling as she walked.
Su Luo noticed that the old lady's right foot was somewhat inconvenient. When walking, she did not rely on a cane, but a stool instead.
The height of the stool reached her stomach, and the old lady moved the stool forward, and with this strength, her body was also carried forward a step.
"Aunt Cheng." Xu San greeted her enthusiastically and supported her.
Aunt Cheng was obviously acquainted with Xu San. Seeing him very happy, she nodded with a smile, but soon her eyes fell on Su Luo.