Chapter 228 - Chapter 228: Chapter 228 Speak Straightforwardly (1/2)

Chapter 228: Chapter 228 Speak Straightforwardly

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Taking tilings from the system and transforming them into tangible seeds in reality, no matter how one looks at it, it’s incredibly magical, like a magic trick. Zhuang Qingning herself is endlessly amused by it.

“Sister, why are you up so early?”

Zhuang Qingning had just moved the last sack of seeds to the base of the wall when she heard Zhuang Qingsui’s voice from behind.

Zhuang Qingning turned around and saw a sleep-dazed Zhuang Qingsui, rubbing his sore eyes and yawning. “Are these soybean seeds?”

“Yes, just arrived.” Zhuang Qingning blinked and said, “I didn’t expect them to arrive this early. I originally told them to deliver after breakfast. But they said they had to rush to the town. If they were late, it would be dangerous to travel at night. So they delivered early.”

“Actually, I was thinking about treating them to breakfast, but I couldn’t.”

Telling a lie with a straight face was becoming more and more natural.

At that moment, even Zhuang Qingning believed it herself.

As for Zhuang Qingsui, needless to say, he didn’t have any doubts at all.

Yes, it seems whether it’s a trivial or significant issue, practice makes perfect. “Are you hungry? What would you like to eat for breakfast?” Zhuang Qingning changed the topic.

“I want to have pimple soup with tomatoes. It’s sour and delicious.” Zhuang Qingsui said. Awakened now, he washed his face and went to pick the tomatoes. Zhuang Qingning then scooped up some flour and brought over an egg, ready to make the pimple soup.

After finishing a bowl of tomato and egg pimple soup, Zhuang Qingning seemed to regain her energy. She tidied up the dishes and asked Zhuang Qingsui, “I have a matter to discuss with the village chief about the soybeans today. Would you like to stay at home or go to town with Sister Qiuying?” ‘I’ll go to town. Sister Qiuying and I agreed yesterday to go into town today to listen to a storyteller.” Zhuang Qingsui said, “They say that the storyteller is very good, and they can imitate cats and dogs. It’s very interesting.” Imitating the calls of cats and dogs is a skill that performance artists possess. It’s likely due to a lack of audience that the performer also tells stories to attract people. Children often don’t understand the storytelling, but they enjoy the lively performance skills and naturally think it’s great.

“Okay, go if you want to.” Zhuang Qingning laughed, “But you must listen to Sister Qiuying and don’t run around. There will be a lot of people at the market intown today.”

“Also, last time you said you liked the hairpins being sold, why don’t you buy one this time with Sister Qiuying? You could also buy one for her as a gift.” “I heard my aunt say yesterday that Sister Qiuying’s birthday is coming up, but I didn’t hear exactly when. You could also consider it a birthday gift for her.” “Okay, thankyou, Sister.” Zhuang Qingsui nodded his head excitedly.

“Why are you thanking me?” Zhuang Qingning tapped Zhuang Qingsui’s forehead, “Why are you being so formal with your sister?”

“I got it, I won’t be formal with my sister.” Zhuang Qingsui stuck out his tongue. He fetched a bucket of water from the water tank, and poured a ladle for Zhuang Qingning.

After getting her things ready, Zhuang Qingning went to the tofu workshop with Bai San, and asked Bai San to drop Zhuang Qingsui at the tofu shop. Zhuang Qingning then went to Zhuang Jingye’s house to discuss the matter of the soybean seeds.

Just as she left the house, she heard someone calling her, “Miss Zhuang.” “Brother Dong?” Zhuang Qingning was somewhat surprised to see Dong Dazhu stopping his bullock cart ahead, “Why haven’t you left at this hour, Brother Dong?”