Before she lost her innocence, she flirted with the wildest boss

It's summer, and the weather is getting hotter day by day.

Mosquitoes buzzed in his ears at night, making Lin Anning restless in his sleep.

She got up before dawn, changed out of her sweaty clothes, and opened the window for ventilation.

The cool wind blew in, and Huo Tiantian turned over in confusion.

"Xiao Anning, I still want to sleep for a while. I won't go to town today."

"Okay, get some sleep!"

Lin Anning responded, picked up her things and went out to wash up.

After thinking about it, I took some ingredients for sour plum soup from the pharmacy and made sour plum soup on the stove.

She has to go to town later to help Uncle Gui treat his hand.

By the way, I asked him if he could buy any medicinal materials.

Recently, there were so many people seeing doctors in the village, and the medicinal materials in the pharmacy were getting less and less, so she had to make preparations in advance.

After the sour plum soup was boiled, she put it in the well first.

Seeing that it was still dark, I took the bucket to the vegetable garden again.

She wanted to get a bucket of water to water the vegetables, but the bucket filled with water was too heavy and almost dragged her into the ditch.

A thick black powerful arm stretched out from beside him and picked up the barrel.

Lin Anning looked up in confusion. It was a young gay man with thick eyebrows and a big face, who looked inexplicably familiar.

"Where to pour it?"

Su Dafu blushed a little when he saw it, and quickly turned around and walked to the vegetable garden.

"Oh, just that piece of land!"

Lin Anning pointed ahead and followed quickly.

Su Dafu waved his hand and stopped her.

"Just stand there and stay away from me."

He finished watering the vegetables neatly and looked at Lin Anning again.

"Is there anything else you can help with?"

Lin Anning shook her head honestly, opened her mouth and was about to speak.

"Don't think too much, it's not interesting to you, I'm getting married."

He put down the barrel and walked quickly past Lin An Ning sideways, avoiding suspicion to the extreme.

Lin Anning turned around and chuckled.

"Your name is Su Dafu? Can I call you big brother?"

In my previous life, I often heard Su Jiaojiao dislike him, saying that the eldest brother of the Su family was worse than wood and straighter than a steel plate.

It would be embarrassing to be his sister.

He has a somewhat similar appearance to her mother, with an upright and honest temperament. Who else could he be if he wasn't her eldest brother?

Su Dafu ran so fast that he didn't even look back.

"My sister is as old as you, whatever you want."

He loved Jiaojiao, and wanted Jiaojiao to call him big brother sweetly like other girls, but Jiaojiao didn't like him, so she never called him big brother seriously.

Unexpectedly, I actually heard it from another little girl.

I have to say, this "big brother" sound is really nice. No wonder my mother likes Lin Zhiqing.

Lin Anning carried the barrel back to the educated youth point and bumped into Wang Jing head-on.

It was a hot day, so she wore a homespun white dress, and she went somewhere, rolling in mud and grass roots.

There seems to be some bruises on the neck.

Before she could see clearly, Wang Jing snorted, covered her neck and entered the room.

Lin Anning shrugged, turned around and fished out the sour plum soup from the well.

Filled half of it into the thermos and half into the kettle, and carried it to the town.

It was almost noon when we arrived in town, and the sun was burning my skin.

Lin Anning entered the black market, and everyone looked sullen and listless.

She didn't see Uncle Gui, so she went to find a shady place to squat in front of his house.

I poured some sour plum soup with the lid of the kettle and drank it. On a hot day, a glass of ice-cold sour plum soup tastes really good.

Before he finished the cup of sour plum soup, Shi Fugui came over sweating profusely.

"Girl, have you been waiting for a long time? It's such a hot day, come in quickly and I'll buy you some popsicles."

Shi Fugui opened the door, plugged in a diamond electric fan, and blew it on Lin Anning.

Lin Anning waved her hand and put the kettle on the table.

"Uncle Gui, stop working so hard. Would you like some sour plum soup? I made it myself."

"What's the point of that?"

<divclass="contentadv">That's what Shi Fugui said, and he was not slow at all in holding the enamel cup and passing it over.

Lin Anning poured him a full glass, and he drank it all in one gulp, then smashed it in his mouth reluctantly.

"This sour plum soup is so authentic."

"On a hot day, drinking this is better than eating popsicles to relieve the heat."

Lin Anning suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he filled another glass for Shi Fugui.

"Uncle Gui, do you think it's possible to sell sour plum soup here?"

Shi Fugui was a genius, so he couldn't tell what Lin Anning meant and laughed.

"You little kid, you have a sharp mind."

"This is the only nearby village. People come here. It's hot, so I don't have to worry about selling these soups."

"For the sake of treating your uncle's hand, why don't I set up a stall here for you? I won't charge you any money!"

Lin Anning was really thinking about it. She had no income now, and the 100 yuan Ren Jing had in her hand was getting less and less.

She is not considered a doctor in the village and does not receive work point subsidy.

When treating people in the village, most people would give them some eggs, brown sugar or something to offset the medical expenses.

When the pharmacy ran out of medicinal materials, she could still go to the mountains to collect the common ones, but she had to spend money to buy the ones that were not available on the mountains.

If you don't want to make a living, you will starve to death soon.

Thinking about it, Lin Anning was not in a hurry and took out the silver needle to give Shi Fugui acupuncture first.

The needles were taken away, moxibustion was given, and then a dose of plaster was applied.

After finishing all this, I spoke with embarrassment.

"Well, Uncle Gui, I want to set up a stall at your place. Can you help me keep an eye on it?"

Shi Fugui moved his wrist and couldn't help but feel happy.

"Are you just climbing up the pole? Do you want my help at this stall?"

"If you can, that's even better."

Lin Anning was holding a kettle and smiling, looking particularly well-behaved.

Shi Fugui was over 40 years old and had only one son and a half daughters. Usually everyone was afraid of him when they saw his fierce look.

Lin An Ning calls her a noble uncle and calls her warm. After spending this time together, he really treats her as half a daughter.

"Sure, who asked you to call me uncle?"

"You put the things here later, and I'll cook them for you and sell them."

Anyway, this thing is not troublesome, just boil it in water.

Just do it, Lin Anning asked Shi Fugui to find a big pot, and used his small kitchen to make a pot of sour plum soup and let it hang there.

Shi Fugui watched her make sour plum soup and said he had learned it.

He still had something to do, so he went to work first and let Lin Anning finish her work later and close the door.

After the sour plum soup had cooled down, Lin Anning put it outside and started selling it.

The weather got hotter in the afternoon, and people in the alley were preparing to go home.

Passing by Lin Anning's sour plum soup, I was hooked by the sweet and sour taste.

"Comrade, what are you selling? How much does it cost?"

Lin Anning picked up the bowl, filled a bowl of sour plum soup, and handed it over with a smile.

"Sour plum soup, sweet and sour, a good way to relieve summer heat. It costs two cents a bowl. Would you like to try it?"

The popsicles come in three-point portions, so a big bowl of sour plum soup only costs two points, which is a good deal.

The man gave him two cents and drank the sour plum soup.

After a bowl, he wiped his mouth happily and took out two cents.

"It tastes good. Give me another bowl of water."

With a good start, others gathered around.

Soon, the pot of sour plum soup was gone.

Lin Anning washed the pot, wiped the handle and counted the money.

In this short time, I earned ninety-eight cents.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, so selling three to five pots a day is not a problem.

At least I can earn three or five yuan a day, which is 100 yuan a month.

The more the account was calculated, the happier Lin Anning became. She counted out fifty cents and pressed it on the table.

He also wrapped up five days' worth of sour plum soup and put it there together.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Lin Anning closed the door and quickly left the alley.

Jia San flashed out from behind the alley and followed Lin Anning away with vicious eyes.