Wang Er's wife was very enthusiastic and knew that Yuanyuan had come to the village to stay.
She once told Wang Er that if their family built a new house, they must let Yuanyuan stay with them. She knew that Yuanyuan would not let them feel wronged.
"Xiao Su, don't be shy, these are apricots from our home, and they're really delicious."
It's really rare, as it's not easy to have fruits in this era.
"Thank you, sister-in-law."
"No need to be polite. Take some with you later, these are freshly picked ripe ones."
"Better to leave them for the kids to eat."
"If they want to eat, they'll pick them themselves. Don't hesitate."
After a while, three people came over with the kids.
Each of them gave Yuanyuan seven yuan, making both parties relieved.
At noon, the two girls cooked some noodles at home; it was simple and convenient, and they still had to render oil in the afternoon.
Several families were rendering oil, and the aroma spread through half the village.
