A Different Husband Every Day

Li Weiyin and Mu Qing chatted for a long time, not knowing what kind of mood he was in and hung up the phone.

She used to think that as long as she could touch Young Master Xu, they could fuse together, but only now did she realize how far-fetched it was.

She didn't understand his past, and he was unwilling to confide or recall the pain hidden deep in his heart.

She herself has an irreversible psychological barrier caused by childhood memories. It is a nightmare-like scar that cannot be touched. Once touched, it will be bloody and bloody. It can be so painful that people lose their minds.

Her contemplation was interrupted by Uncle Liang's voice: Young Madam, some special products were sent from the mountain, would you like to keep some?

In the mountains? Special products? Li Weiyin walked towards Uncle Liang, and when he went out, he saw many people carrying boxes of things into the yard. On the boxes were written pears, with a simple pear-shaped pattern, What is this? From somewhere?

Five years ago, my wife donated money to help the poor in several villages in Lidu. Since then, they have sent a lot of pears every year. Uncle Liang replied.

Pears from Lidu? Li Weiyin's eyes lit up. It was indeed the season for pears to ripen. She chose a box to open, and took out a pear from it.

At a glance, I can recognize that this is Dangshan pear, and it is the batch with excellent quality.

How did mom handle these pears before? Li Weiyin found a fruit knife to peel them. The skin was very thin, and there was already juice during the peeling process.

In the past, my wife gave rewards to the employees. They couldn't finish eating so much, I will give some to others.

The gifts are all people with good relationship, after all, this is not some high-end fruit, so as not to spoil good things by giving them to people who don't understand.

That's it. Li Weiyin's tone dropped.

Young Madam, if it's useful, just use it. Madam also chooses to reward the employees in order not to waste it. Uncle Liang said quickly.

If I use it, won't it affect Mom's plan? Li Weiyin asked tentatively.

To reward employees, there are plenty of things. Uncle Liang shook his head slightly.

In fact, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and Dingfeng will look for a packaging company every year to pack a Mid-Autumn Festival gift box for employees, which are special products from various places to thank Mrs. Xu, or specially asked the purchasers to purchase back.

In previous years, these pears were unpacked and packed into gift boxes. If there are no pears in the gift box, apples and other fruits can be used instead.

Then leave these all, I'll make sugar. Li Weiyin scanned around, at least fifty or sixty boxes.

Jiangsu, young lady, do you know how to make sugar? Uncle Liang was surprised.

I learned it by accident. Li Weiyin was a little embarrassed, I know this kind of thing.

This is because I went to Lu County a few years ago for fun. I was going to go to another delicious food, but I didn’t expect to learn a good thing-pear paste candy.

At that time, she had a cold and sore throat for several days. There was a widowed old lady next door to the place where she was staying. Because she helped her, she gave some sweets made at home. Li Weiyin did not refuse because she was afraid that the old man would feel disgusted by her.

I took it back and ate a few pills, which were more effective than medicine. After taking it for two days, my throat miraculously healed.

The most important thing is that the taste of sugar is very good, so Li Weiyin wanted to learn how to make sugar.

The old man asked her to take care of her daily life for a month, and she taught Li Weiyin a lesson in this month.

Later, Li Weiyin often went to see her, but the old man passed away two years ago.