After the three of them left, Qiao Mai continued to wash the persimmons and prepare for tomorrow's stall.
They first went to send the persimmons to Madam Chen. She was the closest. The children opened the door. When Madam Chen saw the unripe persimmons, she was still a little unhappy.
"Aunty, this is the persimmons that my mother dried. You can eat it after peeling it. It's crisp and sweet."
"Really, your mother is really capable."
"Of course. You're busy. I'll send a basket to Shopkeeper Lu."
Madam Chen saw that Shopkeeper Lu's basket was so big and her basket was so small. She felt a little uncomfortable and saw Yuan Jiaqi following a few meters away.
She immediately smiled. "Brother Yuan, did you come out with the children?"
"Yes, I'm worried about them. Sister Chen, we'll be going to Shopkeeper Lu."
"Good, good!"
After they left, Miss Chen looked at Yuan Jiaqi's back with an aggrieved expression.
