As the sun set, the red sun hid in the boudoir with a red face like the fair lady, the afterglow of the sunset was dressed like lace, like a yarn, everything shrouded in the afterglow was renewed, the air was filled with melodious melodies, and the mountain village also had a different temperament.

The muddy path in the distance sounded the crunch of the carriage, the grandfather and the aunt gradually moved away in the reluctant eyes of the old Zhu family, and the grandfather stood at the gate and looked at the back of the carriage, reluctant to leave.

Of course, Zhu Ping'an did not have this kind of parting sorrow, touching his bulging pocket, and smiling from ear to ear.

Chen was also staring at Zhu Ping'an's pocket, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

It turns out that Jiang is still old and spicy, and the New Year's money collected by Zhu Ping'an was confiscated by the Chen family, and only five copper plates were left for Zhu Ping'an.

Zhu Ping'an looked at the Chen family who was smiling and counting the money under the oil lamp with a complaint, you left me five cents, how can you spend it indiscriminately.

"One, two, three, four, five, six" Chen was counting silver beans under the oil lamp.

"Daughter-in-law, what do I want to buy you at the market tomorrow?" Father Zhu Shouyi walked in from outside the door and asked. Just now, my grandmother called my father over, because tomorrow the town is a market, so I asked my father to go to the town to buy some daily necessities such as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and by the way, I took the two rabbit skins this time and the three rabbit skins that were saved a few days ago, as well as the dried fungus, bamboo shoots, etc., and sold them to supplement the family.

Father Zhu Shouyi was kind-hearted, but he didn't expect to provoke Chen's big eyes.

"Oh, I'm counting, what are you messing with!" Chen's face was unhappy, he was counting, he was disrupted by Zhu Shouyi's voice, and he had to count again, so it was strange to be able to give Zhu Shouyi a good face.

So, the counting began again.

After a while, Chen counted the New Year's money that was forcibly taken from Zhu Ping'an's pocket, not counting the five coins left to Zhu Ping'an, and now there are a total of 8 silver beans and 20 copper coins on the table.

It was almost a tael of silver, and Chen happily put all the money away, put it under the pillow, and hid it when no one was around.

"Okay, don't pout, let your dad take you to the town for a day tomorrow." Chen comforted Zhu Ping'an.

Although he knew that it was a white wolf with empty gloves, his arm couldn't twist his thigh, so Zhu Ping'an had no choice but to admit it.

Xiahe Village is about five miles away from the town, and the name of the town is Gushan Town because of its proximity to the mountains.

The town is surrounded by mountains, the ancient and beautiful river is like "Taiji Tu" on both sides of the town, the ancient streets and alleys in the city are winding and quiet, the buildings are scattered one after another, the living area and the business area are distributed in the town respectively, the bluestone slabs pave the main street with pedestrians weaving, the shops are lined up, and the cries of selling are endless.

Compared with the village, the town is also prosperous and lively.

Zhu Shouyi drove an ox cart to the mountain town with his two sons, in addition to the rabbit skins and fungus and other mountain goods that his grandmother asked to bring, Zhu Shouyi also brought some bamboo baskets, bamboo baskets and some small daily necessities that he had woven with bamboo some time ago, and Zhu Ping'an also brought a basket of honeysuckle that he had dried to see what price the pharmacy in the town could give.

After entering the business area, Zhu Shouyi rented a ten-square-meter stall for two cents, and put the mountain rabbit skin and bamboo weaving on the car.

Next to their stall is a food stall with a linoleum canopy on the outside of the shop, and six tables below it for customers to sit and eat.

In order to occupy the place early, Zhu Ping'an and the others have not eaten breakfast yet. After setting up the stall, Zhu Shouyi led his two sons to the snack bar next door for some breakfast.

Zhu Shouyi asked for four steamed buns and two meat buns for himself and his son, three bowls of pimple soup, two steamed buns for one penny, one meat bun for one penny, three bowls of pimple soup for a total of one penny, a total of five pennies, and the store presented a dish of pickled side dishes.

Zhu Shouyi eats two steamed buns by himself, and Zhu Ping'an and Zhu Pingchuan each have a meat bun and a steamed bun.

"Dad, you eat steamed buns, I'll eat one steamed bun is enough." Zhu Ping'an reluctantly put the meat bun in front of Zhu Shouyi.

"Me too." Zhu Ping'an is more honest and has fewer words.

Zhu Shouyi touched the heads of his two sons with great relief and shook his head, "You guys eat, I drank a lot of wine yesterday, and I don't want to eat greasy food today." ”

Accept it when you see it, Zhu Ping'an is also more greedy for meat buns, this is the first meat bun he saw in ancient times, and the taste will not disappoint him.

"Poor sour!"

At this time, a childish and arrogant voice came.

Zhu Ping'an heard the prestige, and saw a four or five-year-old Lori who was about the same age as herself not far away expressing her contempt with her eyes.

Little Lori is wearing a traditional Hanfu and a tassel hair ornament, which perfectly interprets the elegance and agility of Hanfu. If it weren't for Xiao Lori's words just now, Zhu Ping'an would definitely admire the beauty of the Hanfu model, and said, "The adopted daughter is like this, it's enough!" ”

But it's a pity that it's a willful and poisonous money worshipper who has not cultivated little Lori, and she is blind to that good face.

Next to the little Lori sat a chubby rich man, with a watermelon hat on his round head and a big gold ring on his finger, dressed better than his grandfather. On the table for two people there are braised boiled pork slices, a cage of meat buns, exquisite side dishes, and two bowls of wontons.

It turned out to be the landlord's old wealth, no wonder!

The rich man did not criticize and educate her girl at all, but pampered and persuaded the little Lori to eat quickly.

"Shu'er, don't pay attention to them, eat quickly."

The rich man's family has three sons, this is his only youngest daughter, holding it in his hand for fear of falling, holding it in his mouth for fear of melting, it is really spoiled.

You're used to him, but I'm not.

Zhu Ping'an glanced at the little Lori and rolled her eyes, and three words came out of her mouth, "Ugly girl!" ”

This sentence is like a powder keg, and the little Lori is gone, pouting, and her big watery eyes are full of tears. It's so hateful, this little dirt bun dares to say that I'm an ugly girl, only some people say I'm good-looking.

"Little poor sour, who are you talking about?!" Little Lori couldn't wait to go up and bite Zhu Ping'an.

Zhu Ping'an's little face showed a little sneer, and he pursed his lips and wanted to continue to educate this willful little Lori.

"Ahem." Zhu Shouyi coughed, "Hello, eat." ”

Zhu Shouyi was an honest man and didn't want to add to the trouble, and he also recognized that the landlord was Li Dacai, a wealthy man from Shanghe Village, a neighboring village, so he stopped Zhu Ping'an.

"Brother, don't make trouble." Zhu Pingchuan also persuaded on the side, the eldest brother's personality is almost a copy of his father, and he is also honest and almost wooden.

The father spoke, the brother comforted, and the idea of educating the wayward little Lori had to be put down.

The little Lori saw that Zhu Ping'an didn't dare to squeak, so she became proud, and the dirt buns in her small mouth were long, poor, and sour.

"Okay, Shu'er eat quickly, it's not delicious if it's cold, and when you're done, Daddy will take you to buy a little red horse." The rich man Li said as he scooped up the wontons with a spoon and fed them to the little Lori.

The rich man Li also loves little Lori, and feeds Little Lori first, and then he eats.

Little Lori's eyes widened, and she was fed by his landlord's old rich father, one mouthful, and one mouthful.

Finally fed the little Lori, when the rich man Li was ready to eat, the little Lori was clamoring to eat the sugar gourd, and the rich man Li was willing to refuse, and ran to buy the sugar gourd.

Then, I saw Xiao Lori pick up the chili sauce, spoonful, spoonful, and put chili peppers into the bowl of wontons of the rich man Li, and kept muttering: "Let you feed, I'll let you feed, if you can't eat it, feed it, it's spicy to death...... It's spicy to your ......"

With a black belly, Zhu Ping'an gave little Lori another label