Mu Qingqiu heard Wang Fengjiao's scolding, and wanted to ask: Who is the slut scolding? I think Wang Fengjiao will jump into the pit by herself and scold herself for being a slut, right? !

Hehe, interesting and interesting.

But it's really not interesting, what's the effort with this kind of person? A few words of tongue and a joke to amuse everyone? If you're not tired enough, if you have this time, you might as well make something delicious and make a tooth sacrifice.

The ox cart walked slowly, and the aunt of the Xu family took the opportunity to sit next to her son and talk to Mu Qingqiu, and sat back in the car a few steps away, feeling comfortable!

A quarter of an hour later, when Liu Heiniu drove the ox cart to the entrance of the village, there were already a bunch of people waiting at the entrance of the village, Mu Qingqiu saw this situation, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly, there were a lot of people!

"Qiu'er girl, I'm not going, I'm here to send you Brother Baosheng, your Brother Baosheng and Xu Erzi are studying together."

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For a while, most of the people in the crowd came to give away.

What a ...... Sweat-stained ~~~

It's only three or four miles to Guyang Town, and it's like it's going to be a big deal to see you off, and it's as if you're going to go far away.

However, it was the villagers who were enthusiastic about this seemingly trivial matter, and Mu Qingqiu's words of hitchhiking made the villagers' evaluation of Mu Qingqiu soar. Look at this girl, how sensible and generous, and there are strings of praise words.

Half a moment later, the ox cart finally hit the road, with Mu Qingqiu's sister and brother, the second son of the Xu family, Li Baosheng, and a teenager who went to work in the town, a mother-in-law who went to the town to see her daughter, and a young woman who returned to her parents' house with a baby in her arms.

Including the babies, there were eight people in the car.

The ox cart was crowded, Liu Heiniu was a little depressed, not that he didn't let these people take the car, but he couldn't see Mu Qingqiu's sister and brother being crowded, in order to save some space, Liu Heiniu insisted on not taking the car, led the cow to chew the rope, and walked all the way.

The goods were delivered to the Crispy Garden, and the newly made honey walnuts undoubtedly won the love of the rich couple again, and they were still placed on the counter of the Crispy Garden at the price of five taels of silver a box.

Don't underestimate the five taels of silver, the rattan basket of honey walnut is much smaller than the rattan basket of biscuits and walnut crisp, and how much space is less than how much honey walnut walnut is put in, compared to walnut crisp, it is equivalent to how much space is evenly produced, and how much rattan basket is reorganized.

It's all money! ~~

In fact, according to the meaning of the rich couple, the price of honey walnuts can be a little higher, but no matter how high it is, it will jump out of the purchase level of Guyang Town.

It is easy to be scolded, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Coming back from Guyang Town, seeing that it was still early, Mu Qingqiu asked his younger brother to practice big characters at home, and he went to the coffee field with a small basket on his back.

Coffee is a good thing, and the blessed coffee field is even better, whether it is coffee or that place, Mu Qingqiu doesn't want others to know.

After all, no one knew how useful the bitter coffee beans were before coffee was promoted, if everyone knew the benefits of coffee, they would know the blessed world.

Mu Qingqiu knew with his toes that the blessed land would soon become a greenhouse for a wealthy family, and the coffee trees would be completely eradicated.

Coffee is Mu Qingqiu's cash cow, where is she willing?

There is no way, for this occasion, I can only hide it first, Mu Qingqiu calculates in his heart, and when he has saved enough money, he will buy the land.

When he approached the entrance of the cave in the coffee field, he encountered someone who was going down the mountain to hunt, and Mu Qingqiu had no choice but to go up the mountain.

After wandering in the shallow mountain for a while, Mu Qingqiu returned the same way, for some reason, it only took half an hour to go back and forth, but Mu Qingqiu was always a little uneasy, as if something bad was about to happen.

After thinking about it, Mu Qingqiu simply raised her feet and went home, her younger brother was home alone, and she was very worried.

A moment after returning home, the sky quickly darkened, and there were snowflakes scattered on the ground.

Mu Qingqiu went home with a white snowflake, and saw that the family was safe and his younger brother was still writing, so he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Putting down the basket and patting off the snow on his body, Mu Qingqiu sat beside Mu Qingxuan and looked at it for a while, and waited for the little guy to finish writing a word before saying, "Look, it's snowing outside." "She didn't want her brother to write it anymore.

Mu Qingqiu's writing time for Mu Qingxuan was half an hour in the morning and half an hour in the afternoon, and Mu Qingxuan could always overtime.

It's just the past, it's snowing outside, the light in the house is dim, there is no electric light from the previous life, the light is lit with an oil lamp, and the light of the oil lamp is very.

Looking at the oil lamp, Mu Qingqiu was a little depressed, she wanted to know what the raw materials of the candle were. But in the previous life, electrical appliances were rampant, who cares about what the candle is made? She didn't even know, she didn't even think about it.

It can only be used with an oil lamp, and the home is a copper candlestick, and there is a base under the candlestick, and there is an oil bowl on the candlestick, and the oil bowl is also copper, and there is oil in it, and I don't know what kind of oil this oil is, and there is a smell of rags, and the wick twisted out of cotton is on the edge of the oil bowl.

In order to be brighter, Mu Qingqiu usually put two thick wicks inside.

But even so, once it was night, it was still dark inside.

In addition to Mu Qingxuan, the grandchildren of the Mu family have all studied, and the lobby brother Mu Qinghuai learned the best, and was even praised by the old man.

My cousin and brother are happy to learn well, and if he wants to learn well, my sister will definitely be happy too.

"Eun, write two big words." Mu Qingxuan didn't even raise his head, he sat up straight, and he dipped his ink seriously with one stroke at a time, and even the snowflakes in the sky couldn't attract him.

Mu Qingqiu had already discovered that Mu Qingqiu always added more water to the ink in order to save ink, and the words written were gray, Mu Qingqiu didn't say anything about this, just added more ink to his younger brother every time.

Mu Qingxuan's handwriting is a beginner, he writes very slowly, and he writes two big characters for a while.

Slow work and meticulous work, don't look at Mu Qingxuan's slow writing, but the words written are one day at a time, look, the words written now are horizontal and vertical, not at all like a little baby who has only practiced big characters for a few days.

fetched hot water to wash his hands, and Mu Qingqiu came out with a big rice bowl.

The chicken stewed on the stove before going out is steaming hot.

It was snowing outside and it was cold, Mu Qingqiu planned to have dinner early, and after finishing watching the snow activities in the courtyard with his younger brother, he and his younger brother would drill the hot quilt early.

I tried it with chopsticks, and the chicken in the pot was stewed very badly and delicious, so I ate it right now.

Mu Qingqiu scooped out a bowl of rice, took out two steamed buns and a few sliced sweet potatoes, and roasted them on the stove.

After a while, the not-so-sumptuous dinner was put on the table.

Mu Qingxuan held his small bowl, took a chicken leg and gnawed with relish, took a bite and drank a mouthful of chicken soup, looking at his sister and smiling, a few months ago, the little guy couldn't even eat a full meal, but now he has plenty of food, but the little guy remembers that before, he cherished food very much.

Mu Qingqiu brought the bowl and just took a sip of soup when he heard someone knocking on the door.