After the rebirth, I was held in my heart by the natural enemy

The news was passed on word of mouth in the market and reached everyone's ears like a hurricane passing through the country in one morning.

But most people don’t believe it. Everyone knows how unpalatable beans are. Not only white or sweet bean curd, but also bean curd and bean curd. The taste is excellent, and it’s unpalatable and bloating. The beans just don't seem to fit together.

The other half of the people were dubious in their hearts, and it was not a big deal just to watch the excitement, or they simply didn't like Xuanjia's small restaurant.

One of the old women was the one who wanted to continue to drink sweet syrup for free in the Xuanjia small restaurant.

Ever since the sweet syrup started to charge, the other party has been resentful, and whenever they seized the opportunity, they would try their best to slander Xuanjia snacks to the point of being worthless.

Some believed her words, and some did not.Among them, the aunt who went with her last time saw everything in her eyes, and knew who was right and who was wrong.Although we could only leave together due to affection at the time, we distanced ourselves from each other afterwards, bringing our little grandson to come here alone every day, and stopped calling each other to come together.

The guys at Xuanjia Small Restaurant all know the grandparents and grandchildren. Sometimes there is really no place to sit in the store, and they will find a place at the counter to arrange for their grandparents to sit down and drink slowly.Sometimes I will give the aunt a bowl of white or sweet syrup, and ask her to drink it while waiting for her grandson.

Two copper coins for a bowl of sweet syrup is nothing to some strong laborers, but one or two copper coins a day is sixty or seventy copper coins a month, which can buy a catty of icing sugar.For a budget-conscious old lady, this is no small fortune.

So this aunt has a very good sense of Xuanjia's small restaurant, and there is another point that she has not said all along.

Her little grandson has been weak and sick since he was born, and her husband and son only come back once every three to five months when they go to sea every year. She lives at home with her daughter-in-law carefully, and the money she saves has to go to the pharmacist every now and then.The money spent on medicines this month would have ranged from a dozen to dozens of silver coins, otherwise their family wouldn't be living such a tight life.

Before, it was because he happened to take medicine from the pharmacist, passed by here and drank a bowl of sweet syrup, and the little grandson was very happy.The old lady was very happy, because the medicine her little grandson took was very difficult to drink. Every time he took the medicine, he had to cry for a while, and he was in a bad mood after drinking it.

But ever since she finished drinking the sweet syrup that time, she casually said that she could drink the sweet syrup after drinking the medicine, but the little grandson hesitated for a while and agreed, and swallowed all the medicine.

Since then, the little grandson's difficulty in taking medicine has been solved. As long as there is sweet syrup, nothing is a problem.

And if it's just that, the old lady wouldn't be so respectful of sweet syrup.Because the little grandson took medicine happily, the old lady took the grandson to the market almost every day, and bought a la carte and drank a bowl of sweet syrup back home.

I persisted every day. When I went to the pharmacist two days ago, the pharmacist actually said that the child's health has improved greatly. Now I don't need to take medicine frequently. I will come once a month in the future. If the situation continues to improve, I don't need to come here again. Take medicine.

The news surprised the aunt.

Even if they can afford it, who wants their children to take medicine every day?It's definitely a good thing to be in good health and still have some expenses left over.The aunt was very grateful, but the pharmacist waved her hand and refused.

According to the pharmacist, the improvement of his condition is definitely not his wish.Because the child has been taking this medicine for several years since he was born, if he can be cured, he will be cured long ago. He once told his aunt that this medicine is only for keeping the disease from developing, and it cannot cure it.So now that his condition is getting better, it is definitely not the reason for him.

On the way back that day, the aunt carefully thought about what was different about her little grandson in the past month, but after much deliberation, she drank a bowl of sweet syrup every day, and the rest was no different from before.

The aunt went back and told her daughter-in-law, but the daughter-in-law didn't believe it, she just said it was the result of taking medicine all the year round.Even if both the aunt and the grandson said so, the daughter-in-law still didn't believe it.I just think that the child likes to drink, and it’s okay to drink. Now that the child’s health is getting better, maybe he doesn’t need to save money to buy elixir. Spending a few copper coins a day is not a big deal.

Today, the aunt heard that the neighbor was making irresponsible remarks here again because of some gossip, and she immediately became unhappy, and went forward to argue with the other party.

"Aunt Liu, you really don't like what you say. Do you have any evidence for the sweet white syrup made from beans? You can believe the rumors!"

"Hey, Aunt Hua, what does this have to do with you. Don't think I don't know, you go to people's place to drink sweet syrup every day, and they don't want your money?" Aunt Liu turned her head with a mean face, "Why should I Can’t you say it? I’ll just say it, I’ll just say it!”

"You are really... Isn't it because people don't want to give you drinks for free? Why are you like this? They are in business, so why should they give you drinks for free. Neighbors, don't believe in rumors!"

"You said they weren't made of beans, do you have any evidence? There will be news about the disappearance?" Aunt Liu sneered.

"Even if it's made of beans, it doesn't seem to be a problem, right?" Mrs. Hua thought for a while and said, "It's just that the cost of beans is relatively low, and they are sold very cheaply."

"Hey, that's right. There's nothing wrong with making Douzi." The crowd watching suddenly realized and said as if.

"Well, it makes sense. Beans are actually quite delicious when cooked. My family feeds wildebeests like fried. Every time I grab a few handfuls and eat them first, not to mention very fragrant."

The people around laughed in good faith.

"Beans are eaten by poor people. Whoever eats them in good families feeds them to horses." After hearing what Aunt Liu said, Aunt Hua's daughter-in-law's face changed and she muttered in a low voice.

She has always been very repulsed by things like beans, thinking that they are eaten by poor people.Now knowing that what my child drinks every day may be beans fed to wildebeests, I feel extremely unhappy, so I dragged the child and walked home.

"Xiaojie, you are not allowed to drink sweet syrup in the future."

"Why, mother, I want to drink sweet syrup."

"Xiaojie, didn't you listen to what Grandma Liu said, that sweet milk is made of beans, and only poor people and livestock eat that stuff."

"No!" Xiaojie shook off his mother's hand and ran behind Aunt Hua. "Grandma, I want sweet syrup, I want it!"

At the same time, Aunt Hua also protected her grandson behind her, "Hui'er, what do you mean? I told you just now that Xiaojie's health is probably the reason for Tiantian and Tianjiang. Why do you say this? What kind of talk. Besides, what is food for poor people? Are we rich people?"

"Mother-in-law, this is just your wishful thinking. Xiaojie is in good health because he has been taking medicine all year round, and we have taken good care of him. Now that he is older, his body will naturally recover. What does it have to do with that sweet syrup?" The daughter-in-law refused to believe it, "It's just a bowl of syrup with one or two copper coins. How can it cure the disease? If so, why do we have to spend dozens of silver coins every month for medicine. Besides, although we are not Qian family, but you don’t have to live by eating beans, now that Xiaojie is in good health, our life will definitely get better and better in the future.”

"What the daughter-in-law of the Hua family said is quite reasonable. Let's not talk about whether the beans are eaten by the poor. At least I have never heard that the beans can cure diseases. I know that I used to eat beans when my family was poor. I feel bad." An old neighbor nodded.

"Yeah, this thing is quite delicious. I don't mind if it's made of beans, but it can cure diseases..." The man smiled and shook his head, obviously not believing it.

"Look, your own daughter-in-law doesn't believe it, but you yourself are so mysterious. Think about it, you are the smartest and everyone else is stupid in Berman Island? If it's really that good, let alone two copper coins, two I want to drink a bowl of silver coins too!" Aunt Liu finally found a reason to fight back, and laughed without hesitation.

The people around also persuaded, "Ms. Hua, we know that you are looking forward to your grandson's health, but we don't believe that the sweet syrup has such a great effect."

"Forget it, if you don't want to believe me, you have nothing to say, but I firmly believe that my Xiaojie must insist on drinking a bowl of sweet syrup every day to be in good health, not only today, but also every day in the future." Aunt Hua led The little grandson who burst into laughter went straight to the Xuanjia small restaurant.

The same thing happened many times. The loyal diners of Xuanjia Small Restaurant quarreled with those diners who were vacillating and those who deliberately smeared, so that at the peak of the daily meal time, there were not many diners in the restaurant. .

So much so that Xuan Muzhi and Luo Zhong steamed the rice, let it cool, sprinkled the wine medicine evenly, and put it in the brewing machine. They found that the small restaurant seemed a little empty today.

Xuan Muzhi didn't feel much, thinking that the diners were all concentrated in the morning.But these days, Luozhong is used to seeing the scene of customers coming in like a cloud every day in small restaurants. Today, the tables are full of people, but there are few people queuing up.

"Brother Xing, what's going on?"

"Uncle Luo!" Seeing Xuan Muzhi and Luo Zhong, Brother Xing showed a trace of grievance on his face. "I don't know what's going on, but suddenly there are no customers in our store. Some people say that it's because some people say that the white and sweet milk in our store is made of beans and eaten by the poor, so..."

Xuan Muzhi smiled and shook his head, "Why are you wronged? They are right. Beans are a good thing, and whoever stipulates that they eat beans is a poor person." Xuan Muzhi left with Luo Zhong after speaking.

The guests present were stunned for a moment, and then they understood.

"What, is it really made of beans?"

"I can't believe it, such a delicious sweet syrup is actually made of beans. Why can't it taste like our beans?"

"Wait, it's actually made of beans? Isn't this stuff used to feed wildebeests?"

"But it's beans after all. What I've been eating for so long is actually made of beans..." Some people felt that it was unbalanced.

Many people couldn't accept it, stood up and planned to leave, and everyone in the small restaurant felt cold.

Just as I was talking, a guy came into the store, "Brother, give me forty buns, three bowls of white paste, and a bowl of hot soup. Hurry up!"

"Hey, don't eat it, their sweet white milk is made from beans." Someone reminded.

"Bean? What's wrong with the bean?" The leader of the big man and his companions looked at each other and smiled lightly, "Foods that contain spiritual energy are rare."