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Chapter 20

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    Grandma is sick and can't get out of bed.

    Fortunately, it is the weekend, and the children don't have to go to school.

    My uncle asked for leave and wanted to take grandma to see a doctor, but grandma refused to say anything, saying: "I'm fine, I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

    "You haven't woken up since you slept last night, Mom." The uncle was angry and funny.

    Grandma was confused, but still said: "Then I will drink some boiled water, just drink some boiled water."

    "Mom, you are sick, not thirsty."

    Grandma insisted not to go to the doctor, but my uncle knew that she was afraid of spending money.

    So, my uncle had no choice but to go to the pharmacy to buy antipyretics for grandma.

    Grandma took the antipyretics and continued to sleep, sleeping in the dark.

    Finally, grandma's fever subsided and she woke up, but she was still dizzy.

    Grandma remembered that the waste products she picked up yesterday hadn't been sold yet, and she was dizzy and struggling.

    Lang said, "Grandma, uncle has sold the waste for you."

    "He, did you ask for leave?" Grandma was in a bad mood, "The delivery boy, if he takes a day off, he won't get a bonus? How can he ask for leave? How can I be sick? If you don't pick up waste for a day, you will earn a lot less money  Ah, I can pick up more than a hundred pieces of waste a day!"

    Grandma muttered to herself and fell asleep again.

    Lang returned to his room and saw his zither¡ª¡ª

    When night falls, the riverside near the beautiful house is very lively with people coming and going.

    In Jiangbin Park, square dancers, opera performers, puppet show performers, song pullers all kinds of performances have attracted people from the city.

    People are walking in Jiangbin Park, watching programs, and enjoying the river. There are rainbow-like bridges across the gurgling river. On both sides of the river, there are high-rise buildings and flashing neon lights.

    In an open space, there was an eleven or twelve-year-old boy playing the guzheng, which was "Moonlight Night on the Spring River", which was very suitable for the occasion.

    Sitting next to the boy was a boy who was a little younger than him, and a girl who was four or five years old.  Both held small red buckets in their hands.

    People gathered around the three children and formed a semicircle to enjoy the boy's performance. Many people held up their mobile phones to record and take pictures.

    There are also Internet celebrities who set up live broadcast equipment beside them

    After the song was played, the boy playing the zither stood up and bowed, and the crowd gave warm applause. The boy and the little girl holding the little red bucket ran towards the crowd They got a lot of change.

    The uncle who was on the night shift was riding an electric scooter through the city¡¯s busy traffic, and there was another order. He took out his mobile phone and accidentally saw the video. In the video, a boy was playing the zither, and there were two other people, a man and a woman.  The child is holding a small red bucket to collect money

    The uncle suddenly opened his eyes wide: aren't these his nephews?

    A beautiful house in the middle of the night is doomed to sleepless nights.

    At the dinner table, a family was sitting around, and grandma still had fever-reducing patches on her forehead.

    The children pushed the money in the little red bucket to grandma, and Lang said: "This is what the three of us earned, and I will give it to grandma."

    The uncle said: "I was changing shifts with other people. I didn't ask for leave, and my bonus won't be deducted."

    Grandma cried, and she said: "You are still children, how can you go begging? If you let your parents know, where will they put their faces?"

    Lang said: "I'm not begging, it's called artistic practice. Many singers also sing at food stalls, asking everyone to give tips."

    Xiao Qi also said: "This is what my cousin earned from playing the piano, not something for nothing, no shame."

    The uncle said: "Mom, if you think children's behavior is embarrassing, then you are also embarrassing if you pick up garbage and sell it."

    Grandma's head felt as if it had been hit by something, and she asked, "Do you feel ashamed when I pick up trash?"

    The uncle and the children nodded emphatically.

    Grandma was not happy: "I am labor, how can I lose face if I earn money from labor?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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