"As long as you like it, it wouldn't be a waste." Zhuang Qingning playfully nudged her small nose and smiled, "In the past, we didn't make much money, but now we do. We can afford this hairpin. Even if you want a dozen a day, we can manage. So rest easy and wear it."
"Then..." Zhuang Qingning Sui was relieved and said, "Okay."
With the burden lifted from her heart, Zhuang Qingsui returned to her previous jovial state and started enjoying the hustle and bustle of the county town once again.
The two quickly arrived at Cheng's pharmacy they had heard about.
It was a large pharmacy, with tall signage and a bright facade. There were always people coming and going, making it look very lively.
Zhuang Qingning and Zhuang Qingsui entered the shop.
A young man, Han Hu, about the same age as Zhuang Wencheng and obviously an apprentice, stopped pounding herbs and greeted them warmly, "Welcome! Are you here for a checkup or to pick up medicine?"
"Neither, we're here to..."