Mother Xia faced condemnation and threats after Xia Chuyi and others left, but they were completely unaware.
Even if they had known, they probably wouldn't have bothered.
"Chuyi, how is your business doing in the city? Are you tired?" Uncle Xia asked Xia Chuyi.
Uncle Xia's foot injury hadn't healed, causing him to walk slowly. Xia Chuyi and Aunt Xia supported him from each side as they strolled leisurely through the village.
Xia Chuyi shook his head and answered with a smile, "Not tired at all, as long as I'm making money, I'm not tired."
After saying that, he grinned mischievously and chuckled.
Uncle Xia shook his head, unable to suppress a smile.
But how could he not know the hardships of running a business?
Especially a food business, getting up early and going to bed late, it's extremely tough.
This child Chuyi has always been sensible since he was young, painfully so.
