Peaches at seven or eight yuan a pound really were delicious—juicy, crisp with every bite, sweet and tangy. Xue Yuantong easily ate eight of them! She was very polite, even returning the plastic bag that had held the peaches.
Uncle Zhang flew into a rage. His lips pressed tight, chin slightly raised, the flesh on his face drawn taut. He never would have imagined that little Xue Yuantong could eat so much!
"Damn it!"
Uncle Zhang flung his hand and stalked off angrily.
Behind him, Xue Yuantong asked, "Jiang Ning, Uncle Zhang isn't angry, is he?"
Jiang Ning said, "Don't worry. Your Uncle Zhang is broad-minded. He wouldn't get mad over a few peaches."
Hearing that, Uncle Zhang nearly failed to catch his breath.
Xue Yuantong put the peach peels into the plastic bag and tied it tightly.
When the Black Back Wolfhound saw it, it stretched out its head, picked up the bag in its mouth, and prepared to carry it home so the fallen leaves could return to their roots.
Xue Yuantong felt that would be far too insulting and hurriedly snatched the bag back.
When Uncle Zhang returned home, Xiao Zhang saw that his hands were empty and asked curiously, "Dad, where are the peaches you bought?"
Uncle Zhang could not bear the embarrassment, so he made up an excuse. "Ah, don't mention it. The peaches had gone bad, so I threw them all out."
The moment Xiao Zhang heard that, he panicked. "Why throw them out? We should go back and find the Boss!"
Uncle Zhang did not care. "What for? I'm in a good mood today. Let's just waste a little money!"
After lunch, Xue Chuchu volunteered to wash the dishes.
Jiang Ning sat on a little stool like some lord again. Life really