Then in a blink of an eye, Jiang Xiao spent the money again, together with the few yuan that Niu Guiying lost, and spent it all.

With such stimulation, it was really difficult for him to calm down.

Last night, Ge Liutao also worried about Jiang Xiao all night. After Jiang Songhai left home to catch the market, she waited for a long time, but she didn't see him come back, and she didn't ask someone to send any news, so she was relieved.

Because if Jiang Xiao has something, he must have to ask for information.

No news is good news.

So, at noon, she cooked a bowl of porridge that was so thin that she could almost look in the mirror and drank it, and went to make up for sleep with peace of mind. It's just that this sleep actually lasted nearly three hours.

As soon as I woke up, I heard a knock on the door.

Ge Liutao hurriedly went to open the door.

Jiang Songhai and Jiang Xiao entered the door, and they didn't care about what to say, so they pulled her into the hall.

It's just that they didn't see that on the side of Lao Jiang's house, Song Xiyun happened to come out with a small bamboo basket, and he should have planned to go to the vegetable field to pick beans, and he saw the next door at a glance, and his eyes rolled.

The second uncle came back from the big set? Why do you still take Jiang Xiao's dead girl?

Could it be that this time the herbs sold for a lot of money, and they also sold a lot of things and came back?

Song Xiyun ran to the door of Jiang's house with a bamboo basket, and reached out to push the courtyard door, but the door did not move.

She pursed her lips.

Virtue! When the sky is blue and the sky is daylight, everyone is at home, and they still lock the door?

It's a pity that her man said that she should stay at home today, otherwise she would have to go to the big set. I heard that there is an old man who sells sugar dumplings at every big market, and the sugar dumplings are white and fat, soft and glutinous, rolling on the sugar powder and sesame powder, and wrapped in a stream of sweetness, which is very delicious.

Song Xiyun is a sweet lover, and he has been thinking about this sugar dumpling.

With Jiang Songhai's strength to spoil his granddaughter, if he really makes money, he can't buy a few for Jiang Xiao?

Thinking like this, Song Xiyun couldn't stay still.

She turned around and went home, walked to the wall of the courtyard shared by the two families, and moved a bamboo chair over.

And over there, Ge Liutao has been stunned since he was pulled into the hall.

"Grandma, look at how many things I bought with my grandfather!" Jiang Xiao put down the burlap satchel first, helped his grandfather remove the basket, and removed the cloth covering it.

And then just take things out in the same way.

Jiang Songhai was still carrying ten catties of rice in his hand, so he pushed it in front of her first and opened his pocket.

The white rice suddenly made Ge Liutao's eyes widen.

"Didn't you say that you should buy two catties first?" Ge Liutao's voice trembled a little. The rice they bought is definitely not the best, and it is almost the same if they can buy two catties, although the family has saved a lot of food stamps, but there is no money.

How did you buy this big bag and come back?

Jiang Xiao said: "Grandma, grandpa is earning money! Look, there are still these things." She put all the contents of the basket on the dining table, and filled the table.

"The old flour weighed three catties, the pork belly was cut three catties, and the oil gang was three catties. Jiang Xiao looked at these things, pulled Ge Liutao, and counted them carefully to her. "And the spices, I bought some of them. ”

In fact, Jiang Xiao's heart is also a little empty, and he even feels a little sorry for his grandparents.

If she didn't buy paintbrushes and paints, she would definitely be able to buy more than a little rice and noodles, ten catties of rice, and she looked empty.

Compared to the money she spent, the food was really not worth much.

Thinking of this, she pulled the satchel over again, opened it to show her grandmother the contents inside, and said with some guilt: "Grandma, if I didn't want to buy these things, our family could buy at least thirty catties of rice." Do you blame me?"