The little husband raises the fool by farming

The breeze blew past, bringing coolness, and temporarily blowing away people's irritability. The small vendors were braving the scorching sun, shouting in the sun. This was an ordinary day.

But the bazaar was very lively, surrounded by a group of children, inside a little scholar in red, and next to him was a happy puppy, also in red.

"Take a look, take a look, freshly baked popsicles!"

Shen Zishu was wearing a red dress, with a blushing little face, and said helplessly, "Ah Yu, this is what you said to gain popularity? Why do you want me to dress like this!"

The little scholar twitched unnaturally, and said coyly: "A Yu, I'd better go change it. The homework I left for Yang Ju'an yesterday seems to be something he still doesn't understand. I'll go and explain it to him."

Sheng Yu pinned down the little scholar, then took a small gong and began to knock.

"Take a look, take a look, Xiao Xiucai has the same style of popsicles, pass by, don't miss it!"

Shen Zishu secretly covered his face with his sleeve, but Sheng Yu directly pulled Shen Zishu to the front.

"Come and take a look, everyone. This is our family's little scholar. He was admitted to Tongsheng at the age of eight. Now he is only 11 years old, and he is already a little scholar."

"Do you know how he was admitted as a scholar?"

"What do you rely on?"

"It's our popsicles for snacks!"

Shen Zishu's face was flushed, and he was pulled by Sheng Yu and turned into a little tool man. He was very shy at first, but when he heard Sheng Yu say that he belonged to his family, he felt a little happy again, and the corner of his mouth twitched A smile.

Many people gathered around and looked at Shen Zishu carefully. Shen Zishu's appearance was indeed good, just like a handsome young man. Of course, his face was fleshy, and he looked young.

"Brother, is what you said true? What kind of popsicles can you eat to be admitted to Tongsheng? I have been taking the exam for so many years, but I haven't passed the exam." It was a man in his 40s who asked.

"Uncle, how dare I guarantee this, it's just to win the prize, and our little scholar really ate our popsicles, so he got admitted to the scholar smoothly all the way."

Sheng Yu lied and didn't write drafts, and Shen Zishu blushed all the way to his ears when he heard it.

Sheng Yu saw that the person was almost ready, so he opened the incubator and exposed the popsicles.

"Ah! Your popsicles look really good."

"Uncle, you are the first one to ask, like this! I will give you one without charging you. If you think it is delicious, you can help me promote it."

"Ah! There is such a good thing, that's great!"

Sheng Yu smiled and handed a popsicle to the man, "Uncle, this is made of ice. It's best eaten in summer. It clears away heat and relieves heat, but you just can't eat too much."

The man nodded and said, "I know."

Then he turned his head and said to the onlookers: "Folks, let me try it for you first. Is the popsicle that this little scholar has eaten good?"

"Come on, eat it and it will melt!"

The uncle was not too polite, he took a bite, then frowned and said, "Huh—"

"What's wrong? Is it not delicious?"

When the onlookers heard this, they also hesitated. They heard that Xiao Xiucai had eaten it, and he wanted to buy it for his son to taste. If it is not delicious, forget it.

"No, no, no..." The uncle still had a large piece of ice in his mouth. He closed his eyes, then chewed the ice into pieces, and said in a cold breath, "This...a good time...delicious, I just ate it Too much, it freezes my teeth."

"What does it taste like? You can introduce it to us so that we can know. We can't let you eat it for free." An old woman said with a smile.

The uncle also smiled naively, then nodded and said, "This is ice-cold, with a fruity taste, and sweet like sugar."

Sheng Yu said with a smile: "Everyone, there are various flavors, but the most special one is strawberry flavor."

"Oh? Why is it special."

Shen Zishu nodded helplessly, seeing Sheng Yu's smirk, he knew that what should come will come.

Sheng Yu picked up a strawberry-flavored popsicle, and said with a smile: "This is because... this strawberry-flavored one is the little scholar's favorite, and it will definitely make you happy after eating it."

"Grandma, I don't need to eat strawberry flavored ones. It's for girls. I'm a man and I don't eat it!" A child said this in an angry voice.

Shen Zishu looked at Sheng Yu helplessly, with doting in his eyes.

Sheng Yu shook his head triumphantly, and then raised his voice: "Take a look, take a look, Xiao Xiucai has the same ice cream, strawberry flavor is Xiao Xiucai's favorite flavor, everyone come and buy."

Soon, many people bought ice cream. Of course, Xiaoxiucai’s ice cream of the same type sold best. Strawberry.

It was said just now that girls eat strawberry flavor, but the little boy who didn't eat it was also stuffed with a popsicle by his grandma.

"I don't eat it, it's what girls like to eat..." Before he could finish speaking, he was beaten by his grandma.

"You kid, it's not for you to eat. You see, he is a scholar at the age of 11. What about you? You didn't even pass the entrance examination for a child student. Why don't you eat it quickly, so you can feel happy."

The child covered his head, pitifully eating the strawberry-flavored popsicle.

He licked it in distaste, then narrowed his eyes "really fragrant", and sighed: "Wow, this thing is so cool, it's so sweet and delicious."

Then, he took another sneak peek at Shen Zishu, and continued, "No wonder little scholar likes to eat it, it turns out it's really delicious!"

"Is it true? Strawberry tastes delicious?"

The kid nodded, and sold it to the people next to him who didn't know what flavor to choose.

"Of course it's delicious, and you see, the little scholar likes to eat, he likes to eat, can this food be bad?"

Then, the child automatically became a salesman and started selling popsicles (everywhere Shen Zishu loves strawberry-flavored popsicles)

Of course, he also received praise from Sheng Yu and resentment from Shen Zishu.He ignored the look in the back and enthusiastically went to sell the popsicles.

"Ham, look, my grandson is ten years old this year, and he didn't even pass the entrance examination for a boy student. His father beat him every day, but he didn't make any progress. Today, he got into trouble again, and was called home by the master. gone."

Sheng Yu said in relief: "Ma'am, the child is still young, and he will be fine in the future. The same is true for our family's Zishu. When he was young, he was very skinny, but now he is fine."

The aunt nodded eagerly and said: "Damn, this child is also very powerful. It would be great if our child is so promising. This brat makes trouble at home every day and bullies his classmates in the academy. His father also went to make amends for him. Apologies, just haven't grown up."

"Boss, I want a strawberry-flavored popsicle that little scholar likes to eat."

Sheng Yu said quickly: "Okay, ma'am, let's talk later."

"Okay, okay, you guys are busy first and we should go back."

"Xiao Guozi, we should go back, your mother should be anxious again in a while."

Guo Jia shrank immediately, drooped his head, nodded and said, "Okay."

The grandparents and grandchildren were about to leave, Sheng Yu said with a smile: "This is Brother Guo, so you have helped us attract a lot of business today, and I gave you another popsicle, what flavor do you like?"

"Then how? It's not easy for you to do business."

Sheng Yu smiled and said, "Auntie, let Xiao..."

"Brother, my name is Guo Jia, you can call me Xiao Guo!"

Sheng Yu nodded with a smile: "Xiao Guo, what flavor do you want?"

With Shen Zishu's resentful eyes, Guo Jia said loudly without fear of death: "Brother, I want the strawberry flavor that little scholar likes to eat!"

Sheng Yu also smiled narrowly, and happily gave him a popsicle.

After the two left, Shen Zishu said bitterly, "Ah Yu, you all bully me!"

Sheng Yu shunned Shen Zishu, and then said: "Then what should I do, Zishu is not happy, or I won't sell it?"

Shen Zishu pouted, and then said, "That's not what I meant, I..."

"Oh - I see, Xiao Xiucai wants to save face, and he doesn't want people to know that he likes strawberry-flavored things?"

Shen Zishu nodded vigorously, "And this clothes..."

Sheng Yu asked Yaya to choose this dress. If Shen Zishu hadn't been good-looking, it would definitely be eye-catching.

Sheng Yu nodded and said, "This dress! It's easy to talk about!"

Shen Zishu was about to take it off with hope in his eyes, but Sheng Yu continued, "Although this is a loan, if you like it, I will give it to you."

"No! Ah Yu, I don't like..."

Sheng Yu had a clear face, and then said: "Shh, don't talk about it, I understand, if a man says no, he will take it, and I will give it to you if there is no problem."

Shen Zishu looked up to the sky without tears, and then he didn't struggle, nodded helplessly, and said eagerly: "Ah Yu, the school is a little busy tomorrow, so I won't come to the meeting!"

Seeing Sheng Yu's disappointed eyes, Shen Zishu added another sentence: "It's not that I don't want to, it's that...I..."

Sheng Yu clasped his hands, with a smile in his eyes, nodded and said: "It's okay, I understand everything! Damn, after all, we Zishu are scholars, so save face, it's okay, let me do such a shameful thing."

"I didn't mean that... I..." Shen Zishu's eyes were red, "I... Anyway, I will give Ah Yu money to spend in the future. I am not afraid of shame, I am..."

Sheng Yu said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I'm teasing you! I won't need you tomorrow, and the popularity will be revealed. Let Erya and Xiao Han come tomorrow. Our little scholar will teach well, and we will take the exam in the future." When the number one scholar comes back, my popsicle will be the little champion popsicle."

Shen Zishu nodded and said, "Don't worry, Ah Yu, I will still make money in the future and study hard."

They didn't bring many popsicles, they were busy for a while, and they were sold out. Shen Qiuqiu just went to sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he returned home.

There were still people around who didn't buy it, and they all chased Sheng Yu and asked if they would come tomorrow.

Sheng Yu enthusiastically told the address of the canteen and asked them to go to the canteen to buy it tomorrow.

When Mrs. Guo returned home, she heard a noise.

"What's the matter? What happened."

Guo Jia carefully hid behind his grandma, Master Guo pointed at Guo Jia, his fingers trembling.

"You ask this little bastard, he beat him again, his parents came to make trouble, and the master also said, tell the little bastard not to go to the school, he can't teach."

Old Mrs. Guo snorted coldly: "You have lost your temper. Why did you say it was my grandson's fault? There is something wrong with the child. It's not because you parents didn't teach it well."

The old lady Guo sighed, and said regretfully: "That's right, your father left early, I didn't fail to educate him well, you are not filial now, and you are yelling at me."

Master Guo's voice dropped instantly, and he said helplessly, "Mother, I didn't mean that, it's just that Jia'er really doesn't live up to expectations."

"It's not that our family doesn't have money, the school is not allowed to go, we just hire a teacher, it's a trivial matter, and Jia'er is still young, don't be fierce and scare him, I can't forgive you."

"Heng Niang, quickly take Jia'er down for dinner, I have something to discuss with the master."

Master Guo whispered: "Mother, don't call me Master..."

"Hmph, now that you've put the score of the master in front of me, how dare I call the master by his name."

"Forget it, let me tell you something serious. I went to the market today and met a peddler. Their family sells popsicles. Their child was only 11 years old, and he was admitted as a scholar, and he was admitted as a child student at the age of eight."

"Mother, which family's child is this? I haven't heard of it."

Mrs. Guo waved her hand and said: "Probably he lives in the country. I saw that kid. He looks good and has good conduct. If you really love Jiaer, why don't you let Jiaer study with him."

"Mother, do you want that little scholar to be Jia'er's book boy?"

The old lady Guo directly struck her son's head, and said angrily, "An 11-year-old scholar, I will be your book boy, you can figure it out."

"What I mean is, it's not that the master looks down on our Jia'er, why not let Jia'er study with that child, since he is so good at studies, he must be studying in a good place."

Master Guo thought about it for a while, then nodded: "Mother thinks clearly, I'll go and inquire tomorrow, if it's really good, I'll make arrangements."

After Mr. Guo left, Guo Jia showed a small head, with a tiger head and a tiger head.

When Mrs. Guo saw her grandson, she immediately smiled and said, "My dear grandson is here, let grandma give you a hug."

"Grandma, is my father not angry anymore?"

Mrs. Guo smiled and said, "It's natural, how dare he get angry in front of me?"

"Grandma is the best, I like grandma the most!"

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In the next few days, the popsicle business is particularly hot, especially the strawberry flavor.

Sheng Yu made a lot of money, and his favorability also increased.

And Mr. Yu'an has published a few more words in the past few days. Fang Guangjun invited Shen Zishu to reward them, but Shen Zishu refused.

He wants to study hard and raise a wife well.

On this day, when Sheng Yu was about to go to the fair again, Shen Zishu stopped Sheng Yu with a few big silver ingots.

"Ah Yu, the sun is too high today, don't go to the market today, stay at home." Fearing that Sheng Yu would not agree, Shen Zishu took out the silver ingot and handed it to Sheng Yu.

"I'll buy it! I'll buy Ayu to spend the day with me today!"

Shen Erya's eyes widened, and she said in a terrified tone: "Brother, did you steal or rob something? Where did the money come from?"

The author says:

Obediently keep diary;

Ayu didn’t chat with me today, and I ignored him, but he brought me food. I heard that he made it himself, so I forgave him. We also watched TV together. The money pot is called a screen. Shared, only me and Ah Yu watched it together, that person must have no chance to watch it, so happy.

Today that bad Ayu is looking for something again. Although I secretly made a trip and he failed, I still pretended to be pitiful, saying that the bad Ayu bullied me, which made Ayu feel guilty again. He said that he would watch it with me tomorrow TV, so happy.

But this bad Ah Yu has some bad things, it would be great if he could be rejected, but...if he disappears, I can't pretend to be pitiful in the future, so I decided to keep him for the time being.You can't let Ah Yu know that I'm a bad boy.