This woman, with such good skin, Song Xing wondered if she had ever put on a mask, what a pretty widow!

"Measure Cocoa, I'll have money in a few days, and I'll make a dress for Coco!" Song Xing knew that if he directly told Coco to do it, Coco would definitely not agree, so he took a detour, of course Coco wouldn't think so much.

"Oh, I thought Song Xiu was doing it for herself!" As soon as Song Xing entered the store, Zhang Qian was already close to Song Xing with a ruler in his hand.

Oh, I'll go, this sound, it makes people crispy when you listen to it!

If it weren't for Coco, Song Xingdu would have wanted to chat for a while, in Yangjiagou, there is really no more feminine woman than her!

Coco readily agreed to measure her size, she grew so big, she always wore clothes that changed from adults to small ones, she had never stepped into a ready-to-wear store, at most she just looked at the door and left, she knew the conditions at home, she couldn't afford to buy clothes at all, just take a look.

However, Zhang Qian's is different from those snobbish bosses, she never scolds and drives away Coco, and occasionally secretly stuffs Coco with a nest or something, and lets her take it home.

Zhang Qian's quickly finished counting, and seeing that Song Xing was still nibbling on meat buns, he couldn't help but say: "Song Xiucai's living conditions have been good recently, let's make a set for Coco!" ”

In her heart, she was as puzzled as many people, when did this Song Xing suddenly become developed, she just bought some cloth yesterday, and she didn't even say much, so she measured the clothes today!

Also, in the past, when Song Xing passed by the door of her store, she deliberately greeted her, but Song Xing lowered his head, ran away with a red face, and now the whole person has changed!

"I'm sorry for you, brother, let's go back!" Coco touched the finished clothes, and then said contentedly.

"Well, let's go!" Song Xing pushed the coco out of the door, and then whispered to Zhao Qian's family: "The one made into Cuirong, the fabric is better, I'll get it in a few days!" ”

As Song Xing spoke, he handed the thirty coins that had been prepared to Zhang Qian's family, and the moment he handed his hand, he felt the indescribable tenderness!

It feels so good!

Zhang Qian's didn't feel anything, but he was very surprised that Song Xing actually left thirty yuan directly, which was really beyond her expectations, but it was always good to have a business, especially a handsome guy's business, and she was happy.

On their way back, they met the grain chief's wagon with mules and went out of the village, and when they passed the steamed bun shop, the coachman went in to get the steamed buns and came out empty-handed.

"What? That poor sour show actually ate my meat buns! I'm going to tell my dad when I get back! Cui Rong had fallen and was in a bad mood, but now that the bun is gone, she naturally scolded, and Song Xing, who was five meters away, felt the spittle.

"Why are you still stunned, hurry up and do it for Miss!" The coachman shouted, and continued to hunk and wait by the side of the carriage.

"What the hell, eating buns is a waste of food!" Song Xing didn't go directly to find trouble, cursed, and went home directly with Coco.

Now it's not easy to directly offend the "magnates" in the village, and wait until you have saved enough money!

Back at home, Song Xing moved a stool and lazily leaned against the door frame to bask in the sun, squinting for a while and waiting until noon when everyone came back from the field, before he could find a prospect with loan needs!

Coco is not idle, cleaning the house, washing clothes, cooking, in her opinion, there is food every day, and this day is very happy.

When Song Xing was almost asleep, Coco woke him up, it was already noon, and it was time for the villagers to go home for dinner.

Song Xing simply washed his face, cleaned up, and continued to go to the three-way intersection in the west of the village, squatting under a bare old locust tree to wait for customers.

It's still the same as yesterday, the villagers who came back one after another pointed at Song Xing, although Song Xing couldn't hear it, but it was estimated that there were no good words, but the eldest Li family took the initiative to come over and say hello to Song Xing, and even wanted to invite Song Xing to eat at home, but Song Xing didn't have time, and the eldest Li left with a smile.

"Ding!" When the system detection began, Song Xing saw more than a dozen villagers coming over and immediately turned on the system.

Immediately, more than a dozen blue points of light appeared in front of his eyes, one bluer than the other, and even almost blue to black!

This group of people are all masters who are short of money, but the bluest one is Zeng Aniu!

Zeng Aniu, more than 1.9 meters tall, thin, tattered, barefoot, small eyes and big nose, and a buzzing voice!

Almost like him, he is a celebrity in the village, but unlike him, Zeng Aniu is a thirty-six-year-old old bachelor, with an old mother at home, who works hard and can eat well, but the reason for his lack of money is that he needs bride price money to marry a widow from the next village, which makes Song Xing laugh.

"Ding, customer name: Zeng Aniu, Chinese New Year's Eve, not yet married!"

"Occupation: Farmer in the village!"

"There is an old mother in the family, living in Yangjiagou No. 7, with five acres of paddy fields, honest and honest, filial piety, comprehensive conduct and morality: excellent!"

"Expected amount: 500~800 Wen!"

"The purpose of the loan, take the widow Sun from the next village!"

It would have been understandable to borrow money to marry a wife, but Zeng Aniu wanted to marry a widow, so he couldn't open his mouth to borrow money from several of his brothers!

An old bachelor marrying a widow is also a great joy in life!

This favor, you have to help, no, this loan, you must put it!

"Brother Niu, take a step to speak!" Talking about this in public, after all, it is not very good, or the old way, bring Zeng Aniu to the house to talk about business.

"Song Xiucai, what's wrong? Something happened at home? I can't help anything else, I can only make two efforts! ”

Compared with Da Lao Li, Ma Sanhu seems to be loyal, Zeng Aniu is really honest and honest, and he said what he could with one mouth.

"Hehe, I'll talk about it when I get home!" Zeng Aniu, who was confused, didn't know what Song Xing was going to do, and wanted to go home to give the old lady hot leftovers, but then he thought about it, the Spring Festival couplets every year were written by Song Xiucai, in case he scraped together enough bride price money to marry Widow Sun in the future, and he would have to trouble others, just go over and take a look, maybe he can help something!

"Coco, pour tea for Brother Aniu, and get another steamed bun!" Back at home, Song Xing shouted loudly.

Coco had already boiled a pot of boiling water and was waiting for his brother to come back, and when he saw his brother and Zeng Aniu entering the door, he had already started to make tea, of course he didn't think about taking steamed buns!

"What the hell is going on, Song Xiucai, you are still so polite, you won't eat the steamed buns, you keep them to eat, and I'll eat them when I go home!" Looking at the brand-new teacup and white-flour steamed buns brought over by Coco, Zeng Aniu took the teacup and asked suspiciously.

When did Song Xiucai have white-flour steamed buns at home, and he took them out to greet guests?

"Eat, Brother Niu, I'll bring one to my aunt when I'm done!" Song Xing didn't mention business, but now it's a warm hospitality!

In these years, rural people take white-flour steamed buns to entertain people, no less than later generations to invite guests to the hotel, Song Xing is so enthusiastic, Zeng Aniu is even more confused, but he is a sincere person, only excused himself, grabbed the white-flour steamed bun and took a bite, it is so fragrant!

It's distressing to see Coco!