Legend has it that she was a great sister who fought against her father and stepmother in order to secure the family fortune for her younger brother.

The corners of Miao Cuihua's mouth twitched, no, she wasn't twitching anymore, she was just cramping.

"Who said I was going to fight for the family property!"

Finally, she made her own confession.

Pang Chunmei was stunned and asked curiously, "Isn't it?" ”

"Of course not!" Miao Cuihua shook her head and sneered, "This kind of thing is designated as being released by my stepmother." ”

Why is he not happy to see that his stepmother gave birth to two younger brothers, why are you afraid that Cuifeng will have no way out in the future, why do you want your father to divide the family property immediately...... If this kind of nonsense is true, someone must be stirring up trouble. So, who is it?

Obviously, Liu Hehua is very suspicious.

Miao Cuihua couldn't help but suspect that Liu Lotus was trying to clear her name, so she pointed the finger at her for running away from home.

Seeing Pang Chunmei looking at herself curiously, she pouted and said, "You are a fuel-efficient lamp for my stepmother?" I ran out with my brother to live on my own because she wanted to marry me to a fool in exchange for a bride price. Phew, what about robbing the family property, just the mess of melons and dates, what is there to rob? If I don't run out again, I'll have to marry a fool, and if I don't take my brother with me, God knows what my stepmother will do to him. ”

It's like words. Pang Chunmei nodded, those rumors also seem to mention things like marrying a fool, it seems that this is the reason why Cuihua really wants to run away from home. She said, how could a little girl's family make such a fuss in order to rob the family property. However, if you have the courage to escape with her younger brother, Cuihua is really powerful.

Smiled and patted Miao Cuihua's shoulder hard, she nodded and said, "I heard that you also smashed your stepmother's house, and it was a good smash." ”

The corners of Miao Cuihua's mouth twitched again, this girl is not very old, but this character looks very tough.

After chatting with Pang Chunmei for a while, Miao Cuihua excused herself to go back in advance. Anyway, Aunt Su took her out just to prevent her from delaying Sister Lan'er's good deeds, and she didn't plan to really take her to say hello to the neighbors, why is she still standing stupidly outside? Wait until she has arranged her livelihood, brushed out some good recipes, and then made some noodles and snacks by herself, and then went door to door to say hello.

However, that was already three or four days later.

In the past three or four days, Miao Cuihua has only waited for one thing - her good day dining car.

A four-wheeled trolley with a slot on it to hold a wooden barrel for rice, a slot to fit a small stove, and a small lattice to hold three or five wooden bowls. In order to ensure the convenience of turning, the wheels are two large and two small. The smaller two were tiny, only the size of a palm, and were mounted on a movable wooden frame at the same height as the front wheel. When you usually push, the wooden frame with the small wheel is lowered and clamped on the handlebar, and when you are about to turn, you will fold the wooden frame up, and then put the wooden frame down and clamp it tightly.

For these two simple small wheels, Miao Cuihua racked her brains.

But after seeing the real thing, she felt that it was worth it, and it was in vain that she had such a deep and friendly exchange with Carpenter Li for this car, and she also made a guarantee to Carpenter Li that she would not leak secrets.

Otherwise, Carpenter Li's wife must be happy to know whether her man and the widow Lin on the street are pure male-female relationships.

"Sister, don't you sink?" Miao Cuifeng looked at the car uneasily, although there was a wooden board blocking the stove on it, even if it was poured, it would not burn my sister, but after putting the boiler and the cooked porridge, my sister pushed it so far, can it work.

Miao Cuihua tried to push a few times, put away the bracket of the small wheel and turned a few corners, nodded with satisfaction: "Don't worry, it's not sinking." Besides, your sister is not stupid, she can't stop and rest when she is tired? ”

patted the car vigorously and told Miao Cuifeng not to run around at home, and Miao Cuihua went out to work.

On her first attempt, she didn't cook too much bean foam, so as not to bring it back if she couldn't sell it.

As soon as she came out of the alley, Miao Cuihua smiled, Sister Lan was carrying a basket of nectarines over, look at that figure, it was really swaying. I'm really curious, that day that Sven Gongzi would use a big red sedan chair to marry this simple, kind, virtuous and virtuous girl home.

From Sister Lan's face that day and the strange questioning of the son, Miao Cuihua guessed an interesting thing, it seems that the son has always thought that the porridge was made by Sister Lan. So, why did he think so? Alas, Sister Lan, you are really naughty.

Miao Cuihua saw Sister Lan, Sister Lan also saw Miao Cuihua, snorted lightly, she glanced at Miao Cuihua, and walked directly around Miao Cuihua. At the moment of misturning, she smelled a slightly familiar aroma wafting from the small car, and her face suddenly turned ugly.

Because she couldn't help but think of what happened a few days ago, if it wasn't for this girl's troubles, how could Brother Qi be angry with her, fortunately, she cleverly coaxed Brother Qi, otherwise, Brother Qi wouldn't be separated from her. Hmph, it was specified that this girl couldn't see her well, so she deliberately went to find fault.

Hey, eldest sister, how do people know that you are so smart and clever, and you pulled a pot of porridge to your name.

Receiving Sister Lan'er's white eyes, Miao Cuihua shrugged her shoulders and shouted at Sister Lan'er's back: "Sister Lan, I'm selling porridge now, if you want to drink porridge, find me, and give you a cheaper!" ”

Phew, who wants to buy your porridge, it's not a shame for a girl to walk the streets and alleys! Sister Lan sped up her pace angrily and staggered into the house.

Tsk, the calves are quite sensitive.

Humming a small tune, Miao Cuihua pushed the cart forward.

Seeing that it was almost noon, she planned to take a turn in front of the shops on the street first, after all, the guys and shopkeepers in the shops had to have lunch, didn't they? Although everyone must have food, and those who don't have food also bring dry food, but the first time I saw her bean foam, people who are willing to spend a copper coin to taste it will not be without. After these two turns, she went home to rest, and in the evening, she went around the alleys and alleys to do the business of ordinary people.

Well, this is the first time I've gone out to do business, and you'd better get acquainted with the great gods, and if I don't sell a single bowl, don't blame me for drawing a circle and cursing you.

Meow, curse you to find no one to give you a top bag to cross and change your body next time.

"Ahem, sell ......"

"Ahem, selling beans ......"

It's really time to go to the battlefield, and Miao Cuihua realized that cooking porridge and making cars are all trivial things, and this shouting is a big thing. She pondered for a long time, but she didn't shout a word. This selling things in the streets and alleys is not the same as opening a shop and setting up a stall by yourself, if you don't shout out, who knows what you do?

"Little girl, what kind of car are you, the wheels are not the same size."

Finally, someone stepped forward to ask first, but what they asked was not what was in the car, but the car.

Miao Cuihua sighed sadly at the ground, and raised a smile: "This is the car I use to sell porridge, which is filled with cooked porridge, and it is still hot." ”

"Porridge? What kind of porridge, I've never seen such a porridge sold. ”

"Oh, it's bean foam, boiled with millet, beans and peanuts, and vegetable leaves, or shall I give you some to taste?" If it's not delicious, it's mine, if it's delicious, you can take care of my business......"

"Eh, the taste is okay, it's not easy to see your young age, bring me a bowl."

This first bowl of porridge was finally sold.