To Be Strict With Oneself

Xia He's expression now was the same as the one on Xia Wen's face when he saw Qiao Mei bargaining with the owner on the price when buying the house. They both found her to be unbelievable.

"Let's go, elder sister! Get in!" Qiao Mei said happily.

The stall owner and Xia He quickly moved all the groceries onto the vehicle. The back of this vehicle was the same as any other three-wheeled vehicle. The difference was that he had welded two platforms on both sides so that people could sit down on them.

Xia He did not allow Qiao Mei to sit on the platform. She was worried that Qiao Mei would fall over when the stall owner braked. It was simply too dangerous. The stall owner placed a small stool in the back of the vehicle with two layers of cushions on it so that Qiao Mei could have a comfortable seat on the way home.

"Boss, are you a local?" While they were on the way, Qiao Mei asked in a familiar manner.