Wukong's red envelope was sent at 8 o'clock in the evening. In addition to the flowers and plants that Guo Dalu called for, some rare grasses were added, but the flower ridge fruit was missing.

Sun Wukong explained: "The ridges of flowers ripen every six years, and the days will not be picked until next autumn. I will let the children remember them first and send them to the Dalu brothers next year."

Guo Dalu was already very happy after receiving such top-quality medicinal materials, so he naturally would not care about it. He replied: "It is hard to express his joy, and he is grateful."

Later, Lin Yi sent another message, telling Guo Dalu that people would come to his Worry-Waiting Grocery Store tomorrow.

Guo Dalu replied three words: "I understand."

The next morning, the military training of the freshmen had not officially begun, and a black Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of Xueer Plaza.

The car door opened, the driver quickly got out of the car, walked to the back and opened the door, and a noble lady in a black coat came out of the car.

"Madam, let's go to see the eldest lady first, or to that...grocery store?" asked the driver.

"Go directly to the store and see her now. She will definitely be angry again." The lady's tone was filled with love and tolerance, "When you take a break at noon, go there."

"Yes." The driver replied.

The two of them said that they entered Xueer Plaza. The driver led the way according to the address given by Lin Yi. He quickly found McDonald's, turned to the main entrance, looked up and saw that Jieyou Grocery Store was next to it.

"The door has not been opened yet," said the driver.

The lady said "um" and said, "Let's wait a moment."

"Madam, do you want to go to McDonald's..."

The lady raised her hand and said, "Just stand here and wait."

"yes."

After waiting for ten minutes, no one came over. The driver began to be anxious. His wife's identity was extraordinary. How could she stand here and wait?

"Madam, why don't I call Lin Yi?"

The lady glanced at the driver and said, "I'm not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?"

The driver hurriedly smiled and said, "Yes, yes..."

In the past two years, the wife has tried all the time to treat the young lady’s anorexia. She has tried all kinds of food therapy, drug therapy and even psychotherapy, but none of them have been effective. Now, she is almost on the verge of despair.

Now that I heard that this grocery store may cure the young lady’s problem of not eating, the wife’s desire to rekindle her mood. So she may really not care if she waited for a few more minutes.

Five minutes later, I finally saw a tall girl with a ponytail and a canvas backpack walking over. She walked straight to the door of the grocery store, took off her schoolbag, and took out the key from it.

"Hello, are you the owner of Jieyou Grocery Store?" the driver stepped forward and asked.

Yang Pingle turned to look at the driver and said politely: "I am not the boss, I am the clerk in the store. If you have anything to ask for, please come to the store and talk in detail."

Yang Pingle pushed open the store door and walked in.

"Okay." The driver turned around and asked the lady to enter the store.

"Where is your boss?" the driver asked after entering the store.

"Our boss is in military training, he is a freshman," said Yang Ping.

"Freshman student?" The driver looked surprised. Lin Yi only said that this grocery store in Jieyou may cure the eldest lady's illness, but did not say that the owner of the store was a freshman.

Even if it is Lin Yi's words, it still feels a bit unreliable.

Yang Pingle nodded and said, "Although the boss is in military training, our store is still open normally. You can tell me what you want to buy or what questions you ask for, that I will keep records and report them to the boss in time and let him deal with it."

The driver had to answer the conversation, and the lady stepped forward and said, "You are called Jieyou Grocery Store, which means that it can relieve all the sorrows in others' hearts, right?"

"That's right, that's exactly the purpose of our store." Yang Pingle felt a certain pressure when facing the noble lady with a strong aura.

"Okay." The lady nodded, "I came here today just to ask your store to help me relieve my worries."

"My daughter has anorexia, and it has been almost two years since then. In the past two years, I have tried all the methods I can think of, but they have no effect. My daughter still can't eat anything..."

Speaking of this, the lady paused for a moment, then continued: "As a mother, she saw her daughter suffering such pain, but she was powerless. People who had never been a mother would not be able to understand the torture..."

Yang Pingle said: "I feel sorry for parents in the world, and I can imagine the helplessness and distress you have."

Yang Pingle still remembers that she had chickenpox when she was a child and her whole body was itchy. Her mother felt so distressed that she couldn't help it. She said, "It would be great if I could help you with it."

"Yes." The lady nodded and said, "So I would like to ask here whether your store can relieve this heart disease for me and completely cure my daughter's anorexia?"

Yang Pingle said: "I can make a record for you and then ask my boss for his decision."

"When can I get a reply?"

"No more than tonight at the latest." Yang Pingle looked at the noble lady frankly, "Please leave your contact information."

The lady reported her private number.

Yang Pingle completed the registration and said: "Absolute the rules of our store. Customers' needs for seeking medical treatment and medicine are always ranked first. Therefore, once the boss responds to me, I will contact you immediately."

"Then I'll trouble you." said the noble lady.

After leaving Jieyou Grocery Store, the lady contacted Huang Qin's class teacher. The two made an appointment to meet on the second floor of Chu's grandfather and talked about Huang Qin's various situations at school.

In fact, according to Huang Qin's situation, she should stay in the rehabilitation center for treatment, but due to Huang Qin's personal persistence and the advice of psychological experts, she was finally allowed to enter Chu University, studying and living like a normal college student.

It was noon in a blink of an eye, and the head teacher took Huang's mother to see Huang Qin. Halfway through, the phone number from Jieyou Grocery Store came over.

"Hello, Mrs. Huang, our boss said, please bring your daughter to the store now."

Mrs. Huang heard that it was the clerk's voice and asked, "So, your boss has a way?"

"Yes, but our boss has limited time at noon, so please bring your girl here as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll take her over right away."

Mrs. Huang hung up the phone and briefly explained the whole story to the head teacher. When the head teacher heard the name of Jieyou Grocery Store, he said, "It turns out it's his house!"

Mrs. Huang hurriedly asked, "Teacher Tian, ​​do you also know about the Grocery Store?"

"Well, I know. Not long ago, two colleagues had a divorce, and it was the shop that had come forward to mediate."

Mrs. Huang: "..." Do you still care about family disputes?

"Since they have taken your order, maybe there is a way."

The flame of hope in Mrs. Huang's heart rose three more times.

Because the head teacher came forward in person, although Huang Qin was reluctant, she still did not refuse her mother's arrangements and followed her to the corruption grocery store.

When Mrs. Huang and her daughter, Huang Qin's head teacher, Lin Yi and the driver and her group came to Jieyou Grocery Store, the handsome clerk was cooking things in a pressure cooker, and a boy wearing military training uniform like Huang Qin sat next to her to guide her.

"Guo Dalu, what are you doing?" Lin Yi immediately pretended to be familiar and asked after entering the store.

"Cook porridge." Guo Dalu replied, then got up to receive the guests and explained: "Because the conditions are limited, I cooked it in a pressure cooker."

"What porridge are you cooking?"

“Millet porridge.”

"Xiaomi Porridge?" Lin Yi frowned, feeling that he might have been fooled by Guo Dalu.

Mrs. Huang answered and asked, "You mean... using millet porridge to cure my daughter's anorexia?"

Guo Dalu looked at Mrs. Huang and said seriously: "Yes. Isn't there an old saying? Is there anything that anorexia is something that cannot be cured by a bowl of millet porridge?"
Chapter completed!