At the same time, Lin Baitang was picking things at the market.

After there is one more Meng Zhenghui in the family, many things should be re-placed and replaced, although Lin Baitang herself is very exquisite, she has also seen Meng Zhenghui at home before.

Meng Zhenghui said that it is easy to feed, but it is also easy to feed, not too picky eater, no matter which cuisine, or Chinese and foreign things, as long as it is smooth, you can eat it.

But the problem is that it is not easy to make Meng Zhenghui eat smoothly.

The Meng family started when Meng Zhenghui was a child, and now that he has grown up, I don't know how many cooks he has changed, and Master Meng even set an extra expensive reward in addition to the cook's monthly money, Meng Zhenghui weighs his weight once a month, as long as anyone can make Meng Zhenghui's weight increase during this time, then how much he increases, he will give more money according to the increased amount.

If this rule is placed in someone else's house, it can be regarded as giving money, but it is different in Meng's house, and there are few chefs who can make Meng Zhenghui move his chopsticks a few more times when he cooks in different ways.

The more this is the case, the more anxious Master Meng becomes, and the money is added and added, but the problem is that few people have never gotten the money.

When Lin Baitang first arrived at Meng's house, his eyes widened when he saw this monthly routine, and Meng Zhenghui was also a little embarrassed, and explained to her after the incident: "I'm actually not a picky eater, but my father can't get used to me eating too little on weekdays, so he will have such a move, and I also cooperate every month to make the old man feel at ease." ”

As he spoke, Meng Zhenghui took out two weighted tablets on dumbbells from his pocket without changing his face.

You know, in order to let him increase the scale by a few catties, it is a big fish and meat, and he is especially willing to put oil, but the more this is the case, the more Meng Zhenghui doesn't like to eat those things very much, the number on the scale does not increase but decreases, Meng Zhenghui also tried his best not to worry his father.

Later, after staying in Meng's Mansion for a long time, Lin Baitang also heard the cooks sighing every time they cooked, there were not many, she remembered that they described Meng Zhenghui as having only two things that he didn't like to eat, that is: "I don't like to eat either" and "I don't like to eat either." ”

At that time, Lin Baitang only thought it was funny, because after all, the job of feeding the eldest young master did not fall on her, she was naturally happy, but she didn't expect feng shui to take turns, and it didn't take long for Lin Baitang to worry about Meng Zhenghui's diet.

Lin Baitang was choosing durable dishes, and at the same time thought bitterly, Meng Zhenghui followed her at least a little good, there would not always be big fish and meat, and if he could eat to the same extent as last night, it didn't seem to be so difficult to raise.

Lin Baitang was worried about making a new quilt for Meng Zhenghui, so after buying some vegetables in a hurry, he went directly to play cotton.

Now it's not a year, there are not many weddings and funerals, and the people who play cotton thought that there would be no work today, and they planned to sit for a while and go home to buy something, so they were a little surprised when they saw Lin Baitang: "Little girl, what are you going to do when you play cotton at this time? If you make cotton clothes, you don't have to do it, there's no need." ”

There were several big pockets in front of the person who played cotton, and inside were pressed real cotton, Lin Baitang looked over one by one: "Make a quilt." ”

The one who played the cotton sighed, and asked again: "Then what price of cotton do you want?" ”

He nodded at the cotton that Lin Baitang was looking at just now: "This is the old cotton collected by other people's families, this is the old cotton that has not been used, and it has been pressed for a year, and this is the new harvest." ”

The price of new and old cotton is naturally different, if it is made for himself, Lin Baitang will inevitably ask about the difference, but when it is used on Meng Zhenghui, Lin Baitang directly chose the best, and the price was not asked. ”

The old man who played cotton was quite good at living, and persuaded her: "The new is precious, if you give it away, just take this two-year-old one, and I will play it for you, I can't see it." ”

The old man is too good at living, and inexplicably Lin Baitang thought of the way his father planned to make a little more wine every time he came out to save some money, so he smiled and said: "No need, I use it for my own family." ”

When Lin Baitang said this, the uncle understood: "Oh, little girl, you're getting married?"

Lin Baitang hummed: "It just got it, this is what I bought for my grandfather." ”

The uncle sighed twice, as if he remembered what happened when he was young, and the wrinkles on his face smiled a little: "Yes, my own grandfather should really cover it, after all, I will be so tired from working in the future, so I will rely on the comfort of going home." ”

Lin Baitang didn't speak, but said secretly in his heart: "He's beautiful, so I won't let him get tired." ”

The uncle stood up and played the cotton here, looked at Lin Baitang who was looking at the quilt noodles over there, and did not forget to remind: "If you get married, choose a quilt with big flowers, festive." ”

Lin Baitang looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, it was a good group of flowers, Lin Baitang himself didn't like to cover like this, let alone Meng Zhenghui.

"Uncle, which is our best quilt noodle?"

Uncle pointed at it casually, and sure enough, it was still a big flower.

Lin Baitang looked left and right, and there was no better choice, so he had to go up and pinch the fabric.

It's soft, but it's still 108,000 miles worse than the one she built when she was in the Meng family.

Fortunately, when Lin Baitang came out of Meng's house, he also packed a few quilt sheets and came out, and now they are just on the outermost part for Meng Zhenghui to use.

Lin Baitang made a decision, so he pressed the corner of the cloth with a ruler: "Uncle, that's it." ”

Uncle Cotton glanced up, and suddenly asked her again, "Girl, did you come with your relatives?"

Lin Baitang didn't understand why this uncle asked this, and subconsciously replied: "No, what's wrong?"

Uncle Cotton raised his head and signaled the direction: "Look at the two people over there, they keep looking at you." ”

Lin Baitang looked in the direction pointed by the uncle, there were indeed two people looking this way, wearing a windbreaker to hide their figures, and pressing a hat with a huge brim, and the two of them shrank to the side, looking very strange.

And as soon as they found that Lin Baitang was looking over, they immediately turned their backs to look at other places.

Lin Baitang's first reaction was that Aunt Lin was doing something demonic, but he felt that it was impossible, because although the two of them were wearing windbreakers, judging from their size, they were still two adult men.

Generally speaking, if a boy or girl falls in love with each other, they will take the initiative to ask about the village, name or something, and then ask someone to inquire about the situation when they go home......

So these two people, how do you look at it, there is something wrong.

In order to confirm this, Lin Baitang first took out the money to Uncle Cotton: "Uncle, I'll go shopping somewhere else, wait a while and come over to get the quilt, this money should be a lot, you help me make the thread a little denser, and the rest of the money will be when I invite you to smoke." ”

When Uncle Cotton happily responded, Lin Baitang got up and walked around as if he was wandering.

After a few small turns, Lin Baitang looked behind him, and sure enough, the two people followed behind.

Lin Baitang sneered, simply bought a feather duster and two ropes at the nearest stall, and then walked towards an uninhabited alley.

Lin Baitang's acting skills are not bad, so when she walked to the end of the alley and turned around, the two people were already standing at the entrance of the alley to block her.

Because it was too expected, Lin Baitang didn't even bother to put on a surprised expression, but it was the slightly fatter of the two, and laughed: "Brother Tiger, look at this little girl, I'm stupid." ”

As soon as he said this, he slapped the thin one on the head: "How many times do you want me to remind you, don't call me Brother Tiger outside." ”

The thin one was not lightly slapped, and directly fanned off the fat man's hat, revealing a round and smooth head, the fat bald head was stunned, and Brother Tiger gave him another slap: "Take your brain, you're afraid that others won't recognize you!"

The two of them blocked Lin Baitang, but before Lin Baitang could say anything, they directly made it quite lively.

Lin Baitang looked at the two of them, and even had a feeling that he was watching cross talk.

After all, he is the protagonist, Lin Baitang still wants to draw his attention back, so he thought about it for a while, and the average little girl suppressed her voice in such a situation, and pretended to be frightened: "What are you going to do!" After thinking about it, he added half a sentence: "Who are you!"

With Lin Baitang at the beginning, the fat bald head and Brother Tiger also remembered the matter, so they snorted coldly: "The two of us have been staring at you for a long time, you are young, you spend so generously, and you still have a lot of money on you, hand them all over." ”

Lin Baitang wanted to see what they were doing, so he was very cooperative at this time and handed over his small purse.

Xu is too smooth, the two people on the other side were a little stunned, hesitated for a moment, and then the fat bald head reached out to come over the purse, opened it, and said to the people around him: "It's all money." ”

Lin Baitang could see clearly that although these two people were trying their best to pretend to be wealthy, there was no surprise in their eyes, as if they had expected it.

Lin Baitang doesn't remember that among her friends or enemies, there are such people who can see a bag of money without changing their expressions, although the money she has here is not much, but it can be counted, large and small, there are dozens of yuan.

Unless, these people weren't aiming at her from the start.

Rather, Meng Zhenghui.

After the fat and thin two exchanged glances, the thin one asked gloomily, "Where did you get this money?"

Lin Baitang had a plan in his heart, so he no longer pretended to be well-behaved, but asked lazily: "You robbed money, and asked the reason?"

"Less nonsense!" said the fat bald head viciously: "We just want a little money, if you talk more, be careful that we will ...... later"

As he spoke, his eyes swept over Lin Baitang's body with ill intentions, and the meaning was self-evident.

Lin Baitang was most annoyed by this kind of person, so before he finished saying this, he was whipped in the face, and he screamed and retreated several steps.

Brother Tiger didn't react to what was going on, and hurriedly followed the fat bald head to see his face, only to see that his face was oblique from right to left, with a red mark two fingers wide, and the fat bald head was covering it weakly and didn't dare to touch it.

Looking at Lin Baitang again, holding a circle of hemp rope in his hand that had been soaked in water for some time, he looked at them with a smile.