Reborn in the 1970s to marry a boss

11

"That's Mr. Xie Xinru. I'll go talk to him and help him." Chu Yuechuan said to Chu Mo, and walked over a few steps to take over Xie Xinru's shoulder pole.

Xie Xinru is over sixty years old, a little older than Grandpa Chu, but looks younger than Grandpa Chu, and has a more elegant temperament. At this moment, his eyebrows are wrinkled into a "川" shape, and the corners of his mouth droop naturally. He looks very serious and has a bad temper.

"There is no way to cure it anymore, find someone else! Don't move, I'll do my job!" Xie Xinru saw Chu Yuechuan said first, and he didn't let go of the shoulder pole in his hand.

"I'm not asking you to treat my grandfather, but there is a educated youth comrade. He can't hear or speak, so I want you to take a look at him. Do you want money or kowtow? I'll give you 20 yuan, and you can tell me how many times I have to kowtow." Chu Yuechuan said to Xie Xinru with his back to Chu Mo.

Xie Xinru looked at Chu Yuechuan and was slightly surprised. He didn't expect Chu Yuechuan to come for someone else.

"Thank you. I'll do your work this afternoon." Chu Yuechuan said again.

Xie Xinru glanced at Chu Mo behind Chu Yuechuan, and was about to shake his head to refuse, but he saw Chu Mo first bowed 90 degrees to Xie Xinru, then walked up to them and took out an ugly, bumpy, brown rhizome from his bag.

Xie Xinru's eyes lit up, and he returned to his sullen face.

"No..." Xie Xinru just waved his hand and said two words, Chu Mo put the stem back into the bag, and took out a piece of corn husk wrapped in it, unfolding it to reveal the glutinous rice cake decorated with osmanthus flowers, which looked crystal clear, soft and chewy.

Xie Xinru swallowed his saliva, his expression was slightly moved, and he held on.

Chu Yuechuan saw that Xie Xinru seemed to be refusing, and when he was thinking about whether to kowtow first, Chu Mo took out his notebook and unfolded a page of paper he had written in advance in front of Xie Xinru.

"Grandpa Xie, I want to talk to you. If you like, I will bring you glutinous rice candied lotus root, sweet and sour spareribs, sweet and sour pork, lychee meat, grandma's braised pork, beggar's chicken, braised goose with soy sauce..."

Chu Mo wrote all the food that Xie Xinru liked to eat.

Xie Xinru couldn't hold on any longer.

It was okay to be sent down to work and suffer, but the poor food made him unbearable.

Just looking at the words written by Chu Mo made him drool like crazy.

"Grandpa Xie, I keep my word." Chu Mo added.

"...Okay, let's talk over there." Xie Xinru cleared his throat and pointed to a row of earthen kilns not far away, which was where these people who were sent down lived.

"I'll do your job." Chu Yuechuan took the shoulder pole, glanced at Chu Mo and nodded.

Chu Mo and Chu Yuechuan both breathed a sigh of relief, Xie Xinru was finally agreed.

Arriving at the earthen kiln where Xie Xinru lived, Chu Mo took out all the things in his bag and put them on the earthen kang in the kiln, as there was really no other place.

Xie Xinru took a look and saw some sincerity.

It's not that he is unkind, but since he was falsely accused of misdiagnosing a disease, and the current situation is complicated, he will not easily treat patients.

Generally, the price is mainly determined by the rapport. If the rapport is not good, the price is usually very high.

Although it was the first time he met Chu Mo, he seemed to have a good rapport with him.