Not to mention a teenage girl, even a woman in her early thirties rarely sells goods.

In this way, it is no wonder that Cuihua will subconsciously want to refuse when it comes to selling goods.

"Sister, I know I was wrong." Osmanthus has a good attitude of admitting her mistakes, in this matter, after all, she is not considerate, otherwise she will not provoke her father and mother to quarrel.

However, Osmanthus suddenly remembered another piece.

She is an outsider, a little girl who is only twelve years old, and it is understandable that she didn't notice these details, so what about Moh? Why didn't she even notice that?

I had already made Meihua angry once, and now, even if Osmanthus was puzzled in her heart, she would never dare to ask again at this time.

When Meihua heard that Osmanthus had made a mistake, she told her to go to bed first, and then go back and wait for dawn.

With deep doubts, Osmanthus also fell asleep, and after a busy day, she was really tired.

Early the next morning, as soon as Osmanthus opened her eyes, she heard the laughter of Cuihua coming from the kitchen.

Putting on clothes in three or two, osmanthus came out with shoes on, and as soon as she opened the curtain, she saw Cuihua and Mo sitting at the kitchen door washing cucumbers.

"Mother, ** son!" Osmanthus lifted her shoes and greeted them.

"Hurry up and wash your face, your ** son brought you a few nests, and it's hot in the pot at this moment!" Mo beckoned Osmanthus to wash her face and eat, while she continued to wash cucumbers with Cuihua.

Osmanthus answered, turned around to get the water to wash her face, but at this moment she heard Chu Liwan's voice outside the door.

"Three**, what are you doing here, washing so many cucumbers."

"Ah, it's nothing, isn't it a good weather these days, I just want to wash more cucumbers, and then dry them and pickle them." Moh's words are called a smooth slip, and it is obvious that he has already thought of a countermeasure.

"Oh, yes, the weather is really good these days!" Chu Liwan echoed and left.

Osmanthus washed her face, rubbed her teeth again, and then sat on a small bench at the door with a nest head, reached out and grabbed a cucumber, a nest of nests, a mouthful of cucumbers, and ate it so fragrantly.

Coincidentally, at this time, the main room suddenly remembered Xu's scolding that was full of confidence and super bad content.

"You are a loser, they can't live, and you can't learn to live? Look at what kind of day it is outside, and before the dog days have passed, you start pickling pickles? Do you think your mother's cucumbers fell from the sky? You ......"

The more Xu said the latter words, the more unpleasant they became, and in the end, Osmanthus couldn't stand it anymore, so he beckoned Cuihua and Mo to go to Cuihua's house to work.

"Auntie, go to my house! My mother complained last night that you didn't even have a good chat with her when you came! The smile on Cuihua's face looked a little unnatural, obviously annoyed by Xu's words just now.

To say that there are not many cucumbers to be pickled on the Mohs scale, even if they really can't be sold in the town, the two families eat them together, and they should be eaten in ten days at most.

As long as the saltiness is appropriate and stored in a cool place, these pickles will not grow hair and spoil after a few days of storage, as Xu said.

Mo Shi glanced up at the main room, pursed his lips, and said, "Something else, we are going to finish washing this soon, and when we finish washing, we will take it to your house to pickle." ”。

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