Mrs. Cheng made a fuss, and on the day of the winter solstice, she didn't ask Zhang and Peach Blossom to come over for dinner.

Zhang's did not plan to spend the winter solstice together, he had already bought a pound of glutinous rice in the town last time, before the winter solstice, he went to the old Wang's house to catch the car, his family has a stone mill, and every family in the village goes to his house to get it, so that the glutinous rice noodles ground out of each family are left to his family, so that his family does not have to buy glutinous rice every year.

When the Zhang family took the peach blossoms to go, after grinding, the Wang family didn't ask for anything, they lived in a village, and they didn't know the situation of the Zhang family's mother and daughter, and they didn't miss their mother and daughter.

When Zhang said thank you, he passed by the woodworker's house with his things and noodles, and saw that the woodenmaster was beating things in the yard.

As if feeling Zhang's gaze, the carpenter raised his head and met Zhang's gaze, Zhang's ears were hot and he withdrew his gaze, and the peach blossom looked at it curiously, and saw the carpenter put down the planer in his hand and walked over.

"Peach Blossom, come here. The carpenter beckoned to the peach blossoms.

Peach Blossom put aside Zhang's hand and ran over, "Uncle Lin." ”

The last time she ran out of the house, she had nowhere to go, but fortunately, at that time, the carpenter took her in and got her food, she could see that the carpenter was interested in Zhang, and the carpenter was a very good person, and she liked it too.

"Tomorrow is the winter solstice, take this back and eat it. The carpenter took out a basket from under the wall, and when the peach blossom saw that it contained frozen pears, his eyes lit up, this carpenter is very rich, and he can afford this thing.

"How good is this, Brother Lin, take it back quickly. Zhang was also surprised, "Last time you took care of Peach Blossom, I haven't thanked you properly." ”

"I didn't buy it, I saved some of it in the autumn of my own family, and I took it back to my children to eat. The carpenter put the basket in front of Zhang, "Thank you, I live in a village, and I just took a hand." ”

The woodenmath didn't say much, and turned back to the courtyard.

Zhang is still there, embarrassed.

Peach Blossom didn't care, stepped forward and lifted the basket vigorously, "Mother, let's go home, let's send some to Uncle Lin when we wrap the winter solstice round." ”

The wooden, a big man, would definitely not do that kind of troublesome eating.

When Zhang heard this, he picked up the basket with peace of mind, and it was not until the mother and daughter walked away that the carpenter raised his head and smiled on his honest face.