Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old

He kept gesturing for them to stay where they were.

“Okay.” Although Jiang Yue and Xue Yan had agreed, they still put away their folding stools and returned to their stalls after the carriage left.

“Why are you guys back?” When Xue Wufu saw them, he immediately jumped over. “It’s so hot here. Do you want to eat popsicles? We’ve made a lot of them, and Hehua also made two buckets of sour plum juice. Do you want some?”

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Xue Sifu smiled, “This sour plum juice is delicious. We haven’t added the ice yet, quickly scoop some and drink it before it gets cold.”

“Yes, yes. You can’t drink anything too cold. You’re still young. Come, come. I’ll get some for you. This isn’t cold, but it’ll help with the summer heat.” Without waiting for Jiang Yue and Xue Yan to drink, Xue Wufu scooped two small bowls of sour plum juice and stuffed one into each of their hands.

With more popsicles for sale, Xue Dagui and the others each carried two more small wooden boxes and went to sell popsicles.

“Xue Dagui, wait for me! I want to go too!” Seeing this, Xue Wufu immediately carried two small wooden boxes of popsicles on his back. “Sifu, you take care of Xue Yan and Jiang Yue. I’m going!”

After he finished speaking, he jumped out of the shade and chased after Xue Dagui and the others without looking back.

It was as if he had been injected with adrenaline.

Xue Sifu originally wanted to ask about the situation at home, but Wufu had already run away, leaving him stunned for a moment. He still laughed and crossed his arms, “I really don’t know how he can maintain that much energy in him. Sometimes, I just want to tie him up so he can learn how to rest. Right, kids?”

Jiang Yue wanted to nod, but Xue Yan coughed.

In the afternoon, although the sun wasn’t the most scorching, it was still terrifyingly hot. In fact, it was about to be the hottest time of the day. At this moment, another wave of customers came to eat and drink iced sour plum juice. Apart from Jiang Yue and Xue Yan, Xue Sifu’s group was so busy that their feet didn’t even touch the ground. After a long while, the number of people who came to eat and drink ice-cold sour plum juice gradually decreased.

The popsicles that Xue Wufu brought in the afternoon all sold out.

Xue Dagui obviously sold the most. Everyone was impressed with how fast his batch sold out.

When it was almost 5 p.m. the ice and sour plum juice sent by his family were all sold out, and they wouldn’t send any more. When everything sold out, only then did Xue Sifu call for the stall to be closed.

Jinshan’s empty ox cart was already waiting at the side.

After the sunshade and other things were sent to the backyard of Shen’s Medical Hall, he got on the ox cart to go home.

Jiang Yue and Xue Yan naturally sat in their own ox cart with Xue Sifu and Xue Wufu. However, because the ox cart that Jinshan and the others were driving was borrowed, they had to return it. Therefore, the others got off the ox cart at the village entrance. Then, Jinshan and the others sent the ox cart there.

Two of the ox carts that were borrowed were filled with wooden boxes, quilts, wicker baskets for rice noodles, and buckets. They were not in a hurry to send them back. Instead, they went home with Jiang Yue and the others.

After Xue Dafu and the others had unloaded the wooden boxes and other items, the two ox carts were returned.

Of course, these ox carts would be borrowed early in the morning tomorrow again, so there was no need to rush.