But when I saw the old woman who came home early to prepare the meal, she came out of the stove in astonishment, and said to the old king:

"Could it be that our family has been robbed? I steamed a basket of sorghum and wild vegetables at noon, but now there is no one, not even a bit of dregs left! ”

The old king was anxious, and suddenly rushed into the stove, and asked anxiously:

"Where did you put the steamed sorghum dumplings? There is no lid to cover! ”

The old lady also replied very much:

"I'll put it in this basket! I still hold the heavy lid of the pot made of wood, and I am afraid that some rats and rats will come and steal it! ”

Then, the old lady suddenly remembered something and asked:

"Who were you the last to come in and get this dumpling from the stove, and saw that the lid of this dumpling was well covered, and how many were left? Got an impression? ”

When the eldest son heard this, he replied:

"I remember, mother, it's my father, my father has been reluctant to eat green onion because of the green onion, so we all finished eating, he still took a large section of green onion white did not finish, I saw him look at the green onion, so he went into the stove and took out a dumpling again, on that green onion white, eat it, we went to work in the field!"

So everyone looked at the old king, and the old king's face suddenly drooped, and he whispered:

"But when I went in to get it, there was already the last sorghum dumpling left in the basket, and I thought you had put most of the steamed sorghum dumplings somewhere else, and this place was left for lunch!"

But the old woman complained and shouted:

"Elsewhere, our basket is just this one, where else can we put it, besides, isn't it the amount of steaming for two days every time, put it in this basket, and cover it with a wooden lid after eating! At this time, our family routine! ”

Now the old king finally realized what had happened, and he squatted on the ground at once, and shouted angrily:

"I thought I had taken advantage of it, but I didn't know that these green onions were thieves! I ate two days' rations in one meal, and if I drop green onions in front of my house in the future, I won't dare to pick them up again! This must be a hawker's conspiracy! He saw that I never bought them, but always picked up the fallen yellow leaves, deliberately trying to harm me! ”

"Hahaha! Flutter! ”

"Little dog, your story is really interesting, where is this fresh green onion, at this time the thief is stealing rice!"

"Hahahaha, little dog, you are so good at making people happy, whose daughter will marry you in the future, but you are blessed!

”

"Hahahaha!"

When everyone hears this, they often laugh, and the puppy often joins in the fun, cheering a scene, and respectfully giving the lady who told the story a few yellowish leaves that no one bought that no one bought that the customer originally wanted to leave for him, and talking to the lady with a smile in her mouth, making her feel that there is no sense of embarrassment.

In this way, the little dog slowly became the most popular one on the most prosperous hawker street in this town, when he sold the radish, by the way, the radish cherry seeds, pickled with a large salt block, and then used a black clay pot to put it in a corner of the vegetable stall, as a pickle to sell, because his pickles added spicy green onion leaves, occasionally bring a piece of white radish head, sold cheaply, so the people who bought it are also endless, after all, this buy back, the vegetable leaves are there, the salt is also there, otherwise it takes a lot of money to buy salt, isn't it?

The little dog also saw that he was a lot taller, because he had eaten more now, and his strength was more, and in just a few months, they had come out of a lot of time, and they had really gained a lot of weight, although he was sometimes too busy to go to the winery to help with the loading of the cabinet, but every time he went to collect cow dung and horse manure, the shopkeeper would still let Xiao Er send him some slightly better food, often at this time, the little dog would have a full meal, because he knew that after all, he was only taller, In order to work more for the prince and better manage this extra small station.

And the puppy has already sold half of the picked vegetables every day, strictly distributed, personally sent to the shopkeeper of the winery, and each time he will help send it into the back kitchen, and then help clean it a little, before he will bow out, at this time, the shopkeeper will not go to see it, because he is convinced that the puppy is a person, and knows that he will never lack half of it.

In a blink of an eye, the maize is also ripe, and the maize planted by the puppy is extraordinarily large, which may be inseparable from the fact that he picks up manure every day, and the small land he planted is not big, so he has no intention of pulling the maize to the market to sell it, and he is the owner of this wasteland now, so he doesn't have to pay rent, he pays a little poll tax according to the head, and he will deal with his maize carefully and carefully.

The puppy first carefully broke off the tassels of maize one by one, and then peeled off the outermost epidermis, received a bunch of those epidermis for other purposes, and left only the innermost layer of soft and tough inner skin of the maize tassels, and then turned the inner skin up, one by one staggered and braided the tassels of those maize into the shape of a twisted braid, and the locks were hung by the puppy on the horizontal wooden stick that had been tied a long time ago.

Just this guy, the puppy broke for a while, peeled for a while, braided for a while, hung for a while, that small piece of corn on the ground, the puppy broke it whole, peeled off, braided and hung, and did it for almost seven or eight days before it was completely completed, and the puppy looked up at the golden and brilliant corn tassels on the top of his head, and his heart couldn't help but bloom.

Next, the little dog let those maize straws grow freely in that piece of heaven and earth, and it was not time to cut them down, and now he didn't have to cut down those maize stalks - the head, this head, he needs to wait a while before the old carpenter can lend him it, after all, the farm tools are so in demand this season, he still needs to wait if he wants to borrow them.

But the little dog is not in a hurry, because he has more important things to do now, and many of the straws of those maize are still a little crisp, occasionally break one down, chew the juice in it and eat it, it is really as sweet as sugar cane or green poles, and the little dog still wants to taste it for a while.

Besides, now the old carpenter also has some farm work to do at home, so the carpenter's work stopped first, so the little dog still went to sell vegetables during the day after not getting maize, and bought a little fine grain by the way when he came back, because he didn't know when the prince would suddenly come, at that time, he couldn't let the master only eat the yellow flour ground from the maize!