The next morning, when the sky was bright, Wen Sheng got up. He finished grinding the soy milk in the yard, and then took advantage of the morning light to carefully take out the wood he had brought back yesterday, and used a chisel and a knife to make the shape he wanted with great precision.

"Knock knock."

Wen Sheng was slightly stunned, still thinking about who came so early, and his feet had already walked over.

When I opened the door, I saw a woman with a black cloth towel on her head, revealing only a pair of eyes. She hurriedly stuffed a large bag of things, turned and left.

"Eh, who are you? What is this again? ”

The woman walked fast, but not as fast as Wen Sheng, and he strode in front of her, stretching out his hand to block her way.

"Take off the face towel, I won't tell anyone."

The woman buried her head deeply, didn't say anything, she hit the front directly, Wen Sheng didn't want to stop her anymore, but returned the package she handed over.

"If you don't tell me who you are, you'll take it back."

The woman paused, she slowly raised her head, a pair of small eyes Wen Sheng looked familiar with it. When she took off the cloth towel, Wen Sheng's eyes widened violently, and he leaned back, raising his hand to make a truce gesture, "You're looking for trouble again?!" ”

Cuihua shook her head expressionlessly, and stretched out her hands to offer the big bag.

Wen Sheng glanced at it and asked, "What is this?" ”

"Money, seeds, food."

Cuihua replied in a hoarse voice.

Wen Sheng shook his head, "No need, you can take it back." ”

"No, it's ...... My reparations. You take it, I won't trouble your family again in the future. ”

Wen Sheng looked at her for a few seconds, this woman's sideburns seemed to have grown a lot of gray hair overnight, and he sighed and said, "Stone damn, why are you doing this? My daughter said that we will not pursue anything. It's not easy for your family, so it's better to leave things to the stones, isn't your father-in-law still in the town? If you need it, you can take it back. ”

"Wen Sheng, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid Wen Qing would know about my stealing. Her temperament will definitely not give up. I thank you for your kindness, but what I do wrong is what I do wrong, I want to make amends, you must accept it, otherwise I will feel uneasy. ”

“…… All right. ”

Wen Sheng was holding the bag, it was quite heavy, and Cuihua leaned away, how could the figure look sluggish.

"What's the matter with her?"

Wen Qing's voice came from Leng Buding, Wen Sheng turned his head, Wen Qing was leaning against the door with his arms crossed, and it seemed that he had been standing for a while.

Wen Sheng subconsciously lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong.

Wen Qing's figure froze, and he had no choice but to take two steps forward, grabbed Wen Sheng's hand and pulled him into the door, and asked him to sit down, before he said, "Dad, you are not a child anymore, don't be afraid of anything." I'm standing in front of you, and I'll help you stand up when the sky falls, so don't feel as if you're doing something wrong, it's only me who is wrong. ”

Wen Sheng nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and then put the bag in his arms on the stone table, the rough table top was also scratched cloth, Wen Qing exhaled lightly, hid his frustration, and said with a smile: "Okay, now let me see, what she sent us." ”

Whether it's dynamite or a viper, just look at it.

Untying the slipknot on the cloth bag, Wen Qing carefully ripped off the wrapped cloth, and a complete and clean cloth might be useful.

The scene in front of him was beyond Wen Qing's imagination.

There was a small ingot of silver, mung beans, dry food, rice, flour, and a bag of sugar, and some other things, Wen Qing didn't know it, looked up at Wen Sheng, and hesitated: "She is ...... this"

Wen Sheng nodded, confirming her conjecture, "The stone is here to make amends." ”

Wen Qing looked at the pile of things, there were not many weights, but there were many types, and there were few things she needed. She hummed, took the thing in her arms, and said, "I'm all in the house, Dad, is the soy milk ground today?" ”

"It's grinding, it's warm in the pot." Wen Sheng hurriedly replied.

"Okay, here's a little flour, I'll steam a few steamed buns in the morning, what do you think of yesterday's pickled radish? If I don't like to eat pickles in steamed buns, I won't make steamed buns. ”

Wen Sheng grabbed his hair, thought for a while, and then whispered, "Why don't you ...... You try it? ”

In fact, the steamed bun with pickles or something, the taste is very good. Wen Sheng believes in Wen Qing's craftsmanship, her meals are well cooked, and it should be no problem to make a few steamed buns.

"Good. I'll cook more dishes next night so I can make some buns for you to eat the next day. This time, I'll pour some sugar water into it, and it shouldn't taste salty. ”

Wen Sheng nodded sympathetically.

"That'...... I'll go in first, Dad? Wen Qingdao said.

Wen Sheng waved his hand, picked up the wood ornaments that he hadn't finished just now, and said as he sat down, "Go, go." ”

He's done this morning, and he's going to wait for breakfast and head to the city. Today he not only had to get clothes, but he also had to see if there was anything to do, after all, winter was coming, and it would be difficult to do without food and silver.

As for this trinket, the little ladies in the city heard that they all like to add something to the guqin, and instead of letting them spoil it, it is better for him to come by himself and raise the price a little. However, Wen Sheng himself also knew that the price of the guqin was high, and the money he got was still small.

Anyway, as long as you can get through your life, what do you have to do to fight for the speed of your lips and tongues?

Wen Qing didn't know what Wen Sheng was thinking, she just caught a glimpse of Wen Sheng's action, so she leaned over curiously, and asked coldly, "Dad, what are you doing?" Wooden people? ”

Wenyun likes the puppet made by Wang Zhuangyuan, and he carries it in his arms all day and all night, and he can't stop for half a moment. Could it be that Wensheng is eating Wang Zhuangyuan's vinegar? That's why you made this wooden man?

It turns out that Wen Qing's imagination is too rich.

"I'll make something and sell it at the market later."

Anyway, it's not him who sells it, it doesn't matter how others sell it. He was not eloquent and did not want to stay at the edge of the stall for a long time, so he took everything to the shopkeeper and sold it, and the money he got was divided fifty-fifty times. It can be said that it is said that the account is divided into five or five, in fact, Wen Sheng also knows that he can't even divide one-tenth.

The owner of Odd Goods House is his friend, and he can always get some justice for him.

The shopkeeper's preference for real money and silver, he will buy something when he goes back, and the owner of the strange house will only lazily raise his eyes and lie ten times the price. He is also a good person, and he always deceives people with fakes. The money that the shopkeeper took from Wensheng will eventually return to Wensheng.

Wen Sheng clasped his hands and smiled, life was a little boring, and it was good to have a potato to tease.