Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 1133
The orange straw hat fluttered in the wind and fell into the ditch next to it.

A boy who was catching small fish and shrimp suddenly saw a hat in front of him. He immediately picked it up and looked towards the road.

"Sister, is it your hat?"

"Yes, thank you."

Nian Shutong had already got out of the car, ran over a few steps, and thanked the little boy.

The little boy was very clever. He held up the hat in his hand and said, "Sister, wait a moment."

Nian Shutong looked at the little boy, took his hat, and ran a few steps to the other side where the water quality was slightly clearer, splashed some clear water on the hat, and washed away the mud on it.

He checked the hat up and down several times to make sure he had rinsed it clean before running back barefoot.

"Here, sister."

Small body, big smile.

"thank you so much."

Nian Shutong thanked him again, and even wanted to give the boy something from his side, but it didn't seem good if it was too expensive.

"Little things!"

The boy waved his hands like a little adult, and continued to catch his own little fish and shrimp.

Nian Shutong didn't find anything suitable, so he walked back to the small electric car and whispered something to Fu Yunhe, who nodded.

The two did not go far. When the little boy came home, the two followed and found that the two families were quite close to each other. It was the family that had received a lily.

Nian Shutong knew it well, thinking about going to thank him tomorrow, there is no need to send any big gifts, but thanks still needs to be expressed.

Who let her be warmed up by today's little boy.

Early the next morning, Fu Yunhe made breakfast, and Nian Shutong blossomed in the shop.

As soon as the door was opened, the unkempt man bought a lily for one penny.

After the man left, Nian Shutong also prepared a bouquet of flowers, but instead of lilies, it was a simple and fresh bouquet.

In addition to the bouquet, she also prepared a cake, which is a cake of several flavors, put together into a round cake.

At the entrance of the flower shop, Nian Shutong waited for a while.

Sure enough, not long after the man finished placing the flowers, the woman came out from inside. This time, the woman stared at the lily in the corner, stepped forward a little angrily, stomped on it, and went back.

Seeing such a scene, Nian Shutong turned around and went into the house, let's go at noon.

She went back to the backyard and had breakfast with Fu Yunhe, and gossiped about what she saw in the morning.

"I always feel that this is a tortuous love story."

"Nian Shutong, have you noticed that you are becoming more and more gossip now?"

Nian Shutong said nonchalantly: "I know, it's so boring, I have to find some hobbies."

After breakfast, Nian Shutong took a game console and went to the flower shop in front, while Fu Yunhe copied calligraphy for a while and drew another painting.

In the end, with a book in hand, I went to the flower shop in front, and I was with Nian Shutong.

During the period, the girl who bought sunflowers came to buy sunflowers again.

Nian Shutong asked curiously, "Have the sunflowers withered?"

The girl shook her head.

"They all drive very well, but that's the only reason I can go to see him."

In a word, the atmosphere is still a bit heavy.

"come on."

Nian Shutong gave the wrapped bouquet to the girl, who left with the sunflower in her arms.

"The boy probably knows what the girl is thinking, maybe it wasn't an unrequited love at all."

Baguaxin somewhat wanted to explore, but still did not intervene.

Near noon, Fu Yunhe went back to the backyard to cook, and Nian Shutong went to the woman's house with the thank you gift he had prepared.

Holding the cake in his hand, with flowers under his arm, he knocked on the door a few times with one hand.

Soon, the woman in the room came out and saw Nian Shutong at a glance.

The two didn't say anything, but they also knew that each other was a nearby family.

"Isn't this the owner of the florist? Are you?"

"Hi sister-in-law, my name is Nian Shutong, I have a flower shop, I came today to express my thanks, your son helped me yesterday."

"I didn't prepare anything, just a cake and my own flowers. I must accept it."

The woman exchanged a few words with Nian Shutong, and finally accepted the gift, but looking at the flowers, she seemed to want to ask something, and finally swallowed it.

The woman invited Nian Shutong to sit in the room for a while. Nian Shutong said that the meal was ready at home, so she didn't go in. The two talked politely, goodbye.

After returning home, Nian Shutong had lunch with Fu Yunhe.

After lunch, I suddenly wanted to drink mutton soup. The two rode a small electric donkey to the market and walked around.

"Why are there so many flower sellers today?"

When Nian Shutong was buying fruit, he asked by the way, and learned that tomorrow will be the local Day of the Dead, which will last for half a month.

People here attach great importance to the Day of the Dead. They have to dress grandly, eat well, buy a lot of flowers to decorate their yards, and pay homage to their ancestors.

So it turned out that Nian Shutong chatted a few more words, got a general idea, and thought that since the two of them lived here, it would be better for them to participate.

After buying the food, the two went to a clothing store that made traditional costumes. One of them chose three outfits. In order to show respect, they were ready to participate.

Nian Shutong, who had finished shopping, almost thought he had gone to the wrong place when he arrived at the door.

There are several people at the gate of the flower shop.

Not a lot, but double digits.

"What's going on here?"

"The boss is back, let's buy flowers."

"Oh--okay, I'll open the shop right now."

Nian Shutong handed the things in his hand to Fu Yunhe, and Fu Yunhe went back to the backyard to cook soup. Nian Shutong was alone in the flower shop and started selling flowers.

After this sale, Nian Shutong discovered that she still underestimated the Day of the Dead, or underestimated the importance people attach to the Day of the Dead.

The flower shop with no people on weekdays was sold out.

You must know that there are a lot of wild flowers in the seasonal climate here, and they usually go out to pick some by themselves without spending money.

But obviously, in order to show their importance, everyone will buy some very precious flowers to show their respect for their ancestors.

"Don't worry, there will be more tomorrow."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

"No problem, I'll keep it for you."

Nian Shutong was at the door, talking to several people who hadn't bought flowers, and promised herself that there would be new flowers tomorrow.

After sending everyone away, Nian Shutong closed the door, entered the flower shop, and sent a message to the people from Lan Xing, asking for flowers.

After receiving the message over there, they immediately started to act, and all kinds of flowers were bundled and sent over.

Rubble teleporter, very easy to use.

Nian Shutong filled up the entire flower shop bit by bit by himself.

"You're done."

(End of this chapter)