It's already 2026, how can we still talk about having many children and having many blessings?

Chen Mo read it.

Mortgage, car loan, and medicine for the south.

It all depends on her alone.

"I want to see some fruit."

He looked away and made his voice sound normal.

"Okay, feel free to look around. Just let me know if you need anything."

Lin Xiaoyu followed beside him, introducing him in a cheerful voice with a smile on her face.

"Pineapples and jackfruits are both great this season—juicy and sweet. If you'd like to give them as gifts, we have pre-packaged fruit baskets that are reasonably priced and the fruit is fresh."

Chen Mo didn't rush to buy anything; he strolled around the store, looking at things very slowly.

He walked to the refrigerator and looked at the durians inside.

The price tag reads: "Malaysian Musang King, 45 yuan/jin (approximately 0.5 catties)".

Each one weighs at least five or six kilograms and costs over two hundred yuan.

He used to not even dare to glance at something, let alone buy it.

But there's 150,000 in my account right now.

More importantly, let's give our daughter some money for formula.

"Boss lady, pick out a Musang King for me, no, I want them all. Peel them all and put them in a food storage container."

There were only six in total, not enough for him and Li Qiang to handle.

Lin Xiaoyu's eyes lit up.

"Oh, really? Thank you, sir!"

Lin Xiaoyu immediately went to the cashier and carefully placed the child in the crib.

The child was asleep, but woke up as soon as she put him down.

"Whoa!"

The baby's cry was very loud.

Chen Mo's heart melted at the sight; he longed to rush over and hold her in his arms.

"Oh, baby, don't cry, Mommy's here, Mommy's here."

Lin Xiaoyu gently coaxed the baby while holding the baby in her arms and patting the swaddling clothes softly.

The baby was still crying, kicking its legs in the swaddling clothes, its face turning red.

Lin Xiaoyu looked at Chen Mo apologetically.

"Sir, I'm sorry, please wait a moment."

"The baby looks like it's just a month old, right? Why are you minding the shop alone?"

"My sister-in-law went to work on a group-buying event. These days, it's tough running a fruit shop, and we can't afford to hire any other employees right now."

Her voice was cheerful, and she had a smile on her face.

"It's alright," Chen Mo said. "No rush."

He watched her frantically trying to hold the baby and felt a pang of sadness.

She had to run the shop by herself right after giving birth.

Apart from her sister-in-law, no other family members helped.

Xiang Nan was still lying in bed.

It all depends on her.

"You hold the baby, I'll open the durian myself."

"That won't do..."

"It's okay, I'll pay first."

Chen Mo weighed the durians himself; they totaled 37 jin (18.5 catties) and cost 1665 yuan.

He took out his phone and scanned the QR code on the cashier.

Recipient: Lin Xiaoyu.

He looked up at Lin Xiaoyu and deliberately paused for a moment.

"Lin Xiaoyu?"

"Hmm?" Lin Xiaoyu looked up.

"Boss lady, your name is exactly the same as the wife of one of my college classmates."

"My classmate's name is Xiang Nan. We were in the same dorm in college. He slept on the top bunk and I slept on the bottom bunk."

Chen Mo has already opened the university classmates' group chat.

He found the Waterdrop Crowdfunding link, clicked on the profile picture, and handed over his phone.

"Look, isn't this you?"

Lin Xiaoyu glanced down at her phone screen, her face full of surprise.

"Are you Chen Mo?" she blurted out.

"Does your sister-in-law know me?"

"Xiang Nan often talks about you. He said that he had a roommate in college named Chen Mo, who was honest and quiet, but loyal. He said that you two haven't been in touch for many years."

Chen Mo smiled slightly, "Haha, it's a real acquaintance! I haven't been in touch with Brother Nan for a long time. Sister-in-law, how is Brother Nan's health these days?"

Lin Xiaoyu's face darkened.

"It's still the same. My spine is broken, and I have no feeling below my waist. I'm at home now, occasionally going downstairs in a wheelchair, but I spend most of my time at home."

"Then who will take care of him?"

"His dad came from his hometown to help."

Chen Mo listened, unsure of what to say.

Who was Xiang Nan before?

He's 1.8 meters tall, can dunk in basketball, and was the champion of the 400-meter hurdles at the school sports meet.

But now...

"Sister-in-law, may I go see him?"

Lin Xiaoyu looked at him and nodded.

"He doesn't like seeing people much these days. He makes excuses to turn down visits from old friends, but he probably wouldn't turn you down if it were you."

Why?

"He said that you were his best friend during his four years of university. He said you helped him with his attendance, brought him food, and tutored him, which helped him get all the credits he needed to graduate."

"A few years ago, he made some money in business and invited you to come, but you never came. He was worried that something had happened to you."

Chen Mo felt a tightness in his chest.

In the years before Xiang Nan got into trouble, he often invited him out.

But he was in another province and had no choice but to come back. However, because he couldn't make it in the industry, he never agreed to return.

I never expected Xiang Nan to still remember those meals.

"Okay, I'll make him pay me back for the meal he owes me. Let's open the durian first, sister-in-law, teach me how."

Lin Xiaoyu looked at him for a while, "Chen Mo, you...did you recognize me a long time ago? Is that why you bought so much?"

"My sister-in-law is very clever; she definitely recognized it. But I bought it because I've never tried durian before. However, I've recently had some extra money. Look, the BYD Han outside is mine. My sister-in-law can't stop me from engaging in revenge spending, can she?"

Chen Mo smiled and opened all the durians.

I couldn't resist, so I grabbed a bag, picked up a piece, and started eating it.

This was his first time eating it.

The flesh is as soft and chewy as ice cream, melts in your mouth, and is cloyingly sweet.

"Holy crap, this smells amazing! It's delicious, and the price is justified."

Lin Xiaoyu stood beside him, holding the child, her eyes welling up with tears.

Chen Mo glanced at her and read her thoughts.

He drives a BYD Han, how could he have never eaten durian? Yet he acted like he hadn't eaten for three days.

He's not only handsome, but also has good character and is adept at navigating social situations.

[My friends in Xiangnan are all really great. We hadn't been in touch before, probably because they weren't doing well, but now that things are better, they've come back to help immediately.]

Well… Sister-in-law, I've really never eaten durian before.

Chen Mo wolfed down his food, and once he was full, he put the rest into a disposable food container.

At that moment, a middle-aged man walked in and walked around the store.

The middle-aged man shook his head, bought nothing, and turned to leave.

Lin Xiaoyu watched his retreating figure, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.

Chen Mo glanced at her and sensed her intense emotions.

"Oh dear, if these mangosteens and jackfruits don't sell tonight, they'll rot and I'll lose a fortune. But if I lower the price, I'll have to keep lowering the price forever. I rely on regular customers; who'll buy at the original price anymore..."

Chen Mo looked at the mangosteens and jackfruits.

He wondered if he could use his mind-reading ability to help her sell the products.

Then, an elderly couple came in.

The old lady picked and chose in the regular fruit section, and finally took a bag of apples from the processed section.

The kind that costs 99 cents a pound, some of the skins are already wrinkled.

The old man glanced at the cherries in the refrigerator a few more times, but after one look from the old woman, he stopped looking.

The two elderly people paid their bill and left.

Then, two women in their thirties pushed open the door and came in. One was wearing a black dress and the other a floral shirt. Both were wearing light makeup and looked like they lived in the neighborhood.

They stood in front of the refrigerated display case for a while, pointing at the fruit basket.

Then he shook his head and tried to leave.

Chen Mo happened to read their thoughts.

[Actually, the fruit baskets here are really nice; they're much more upscale than the ones in those red plastic bags at the market, and they'd make a presentable gift.]

[But I've been spending a lot lately, so every little bit helps. A discount of three yuan per pound would be great, but I'm used to showing off, and haggling over three yuan would be embarrassing...]

Chen Mo seemed to be deep in thought.

Wanting a three-dollar discount without losing face is just waiting for someone to offer a way out.