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Ye Xiyao smiled, walked to him and squatted down. Seeing that his nose was so cold that his nose was running out, she asked, "It's so cold now, why are you still setting up a stall to tell fortunes?"

Uncle Ji said helplessly, "Isn't my daughter-in-law about to give birth? I want to make more money so that the life of the young couple can be easier."

"That's true." Ye Xiyao, "Then continue."

"Okay!" Uncle Ji agreed and continued to count for his customer.

After Uncle Ji finished the calculation and the man left, Ye Xiyao asked, "How much money can you make in a day now?"

Uncle Ji waved his hand and said with a smile: "This also depends on luck. If you are lucky, you can make about three or four hundred yuan. If you are not lucky, it will only be around a hundred yuan. It's not bad. Anyway, I am old enough. Now, I don’t expect big money. If I have a little income every day, I will be very satisfied.”

Ye Xiyao, "At your age, logically you should stay at home and take care of yourself. I guess if it weren't for your son, you wouldn't be out making money, right?"

The temperature is below freezing today. Uncle Ji doesn't even have a hand warmer or a charcoal fire here, so he really has to carry on.

But it was really cold today. Look at him, not only was the mucus coming out of his nose, but his face and hands were also turned red from the cold.

I am quite old, but I am still making money in such bad weather for the sake of my children.

It's really pitiful when you think about it.

Uncle Ji took out a dry cigarette and rolled it. After taking a puff, he sighed and said, "There is no way."

The smell of this dry tobacco is very pungent. Let alone smoking it, Ye Xiyao would choke just by smelling the smell.

Speaking of which, he used to smoke paper cigarettes, why did he start smoking dry cigarettes now?

Ye Xiyao raised her eyebrows and said doubtfully: "Uncle Ji, I remember you didn't smoke dry cigarettes before!"

Uncle Ji said helplessly: "Yes, hasn't my son been laid off? He can't find a job, and my daughter-in-law is about to give birth. I definitely can't smoke those cigarettes. It costs money, so I smoke these dry cigarettes." ”

Hearing this, Ye Xiyao frowned a little, "Why was he laid off? How old is your son?"

Uncle Ji explained: "Their company's performance was not good, and he was already in his thirties this year, so we had no choice but to lay him off."

Ye Xiyao said in surprise: "You were laid off when you were only in your thirties? Is the boss of their company crazy because of poverty?"

Even if there are to be layoffs, he must be at least in his forties, right?

Why was he laid off when he was only in his thirties?

Uncle Ji smiled bitterly and said: "Haha, everyone in their company who is over thirty years old has been laid off, leaving only some in their twenties, so life is hard now!"

Ye Xiyao really didn't expect that his son would be laid off when he was only in his thirties. No wonder he would set up a stall to tell fortunes in the middle of winter!

Who wouldn't work so hard just for a few taels of silver?

"The weather is so cold, so why don't you set up a stall today? I'll treat you to hot pot. How about that?"

Hearing this, Uncle Ji quickly waved his hand and refused, "Forget it, eating hot pot is quite expensive, so you don't need to treat me."

Seeing that he didn't want to go, Ye Xiyao said, "Well, let's go to the supermarket to buy food, and then go to your house to make hot pot and eat it. How about that?"

Uncle Ji suddenly said: "When you go to my house, you are a guest. How can I let the guests buy things? Let's go shopping together, and I will pay when the time comes. If you agree, Then go to my house, if you don’t agree, forget it!”

"You said it yourself, your daughter-in-law is about to give birth, and your son has been laid off. If I ask you to pay, wouldn't it make me look too unkind? You can't spend much money on groceries, so it's okay. Yes, but if you feel really embarrassed, then you can treat me to food in the future when your family's situation is better."

Uncle Ji nodded, pursed his lips, and then said gratefully: "Okay."

"Let's go, I'll help you clean up!" Ye Xiyao said and started to help Uncle Ji clean up the stall.

"Okay." Uncle Ji agreed, and he and Ye Xiyao cleaned up the stall.

After cleaning up the stall, Uncle Ji and Ye Xiyao left the overpass.

He came here on a bicycle, and it was freezing cold now. Ye Xiyao didn't dare to ride in his car for fear of falling.

She asked him to take her car to the supermarket, but Uncle Ji refused because he couldn't leave his bicycle here.

Seeing that he was unwilling, Ye Xiyao didn't say anything. After telling him the name of the supermarket, she drove there first.

The car stopped at the entrance of the supermarket. After Ye Xiyao waited for five minutes, Uncle Ji came on his bicycle.

Uncle Ji parked the car, walked up to her, and said sheepishly: "The road is a bit slippery today. I don't dare to ride too fast. I kept you waiting for a long time."

"Are you being polite to me? Let's go." Ye Xiyao smiled and pulled Uncle Ji into the supermarket.

Ye Xiyao originally only planned to buy groceries, but thinking about the current situation of Uncle Ji's family, she took Uncle Ji to the place selling maternal and child products on the second floor.

Uncle Ji refused in every possible way and said not to buy anything, but Ye Xiyao didn't listen and still bought four sets of clothes, quilts, diapers, etc. for his little grandson who was about to come into this world.

After buying a lot of things, the salesperson kindly helped them put all the things in the car.

After all the things were bought, Ye Xiyao asked Uncle Ji to lead the way, and then she drove behind.

It should have taken half an hour to get home, but because of the cold weather and slippery road conditions, I didn't dare to ride too fast, so it took nearly an hour to get there.

Uncle Ji's family lives in Linan, an area surrounded by old courtyard houses with hundreds of years of history.

Uncle Ji parked his bicycle and invited Ye Xiyao into the house.

Because they called in advance, when Uncle Ji and Ye Xiyao arrived at the house, melon seeds, fruits, and hot tea were all ready for them.

Uncle Ji smiled and asked Ye Xiyao to sit down, and then brought a cup of hot tea to her, "Xiyao, you must be cold now, right? Drink a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up."

Ye Xiyao smiled and said: "There is air conditioning in the car, and I am wearing thicker clothes and it is not very cold. But you, please sit down and warm yourself by the fire."

The stove at home was burning coal. Although it was cold outside, the house was very warm.

Uncle Ji quickly introduced, "Xiyao, this is my son Ji Cheng, and this is his wife Cheng Juan. Ji Cheng, she is the Master Ye Xiyao I told you before."

Ye Xiyao looked at Ji Cheng and said with a smile: "Brother Ji, sister-in-law, hello, I'm sorry to disturb you."

Ji Cheng said enthusiastically: "It is definitely a blessing to our family that you can come to our house. Why bother? If you have nothing to do in the future, you can come to our house often."

"Okay." Ye Xiyao nodded.