Tang Yuehua's family got up early in the morning, and Tang Mingwen and Tang Mingwu had already gotten up, and they were reading aloud with books at the moment, which was something they had to do every morning.

Tang Yuehua and his parents took a small tail and the family went to the market in Funing County to buy some things for the New Year.

The streets are full of people and all kinds of small goods, as well as some shops and stalls selling food.

The bustling streets are filled with shouts, "Wonton, hot ravioli." ”

Today, Tang Yuehua feels that his parents are particularly happy, although the Tang couple are not as short of money as ordinary villagers, but in the second half of this year, because of the sweet potato strip business, the family's income has increased a lot, and they are going to buy more things today.

The little tail is still tightly gripping the corners of Tang Yuehua's clothes, and both of them are wearing power fences on their heads, perhaps because of the cover of the power fence, the people on the road did not see the child's strange hair color and face, and the little girl is a lot more comfortable today.

"Peanut candy, kenaf candy, maltose, mint candy, pulling sugar, gummies, rice cakes, eight fruit cakes, come and take a look, take a look, the god of the stove ate it and said okay."

The owner of the pastry shop watched the people coming and going, enthusiastically shouting.

In front of the shop, there are rows of wooden boards, on which are small lattices, in which are placed all kinds of sugar, black and white.

The main body of the sugar pulling is maltose, and the innermost layer is crushed peanuts, which are rolled into mosquito coils and placed in a circular dustpan.

There is that gluttonous child, pulling his father in front of the pastry shop to keep saliva and reluctant to leave.

"Daddy, Daddy, I want to eat pulling." The child stared at the sugar pulling in the dustpan and drooled, unable to move his feet.

Parents who have some money in the family will stop and cut a penny or two of plucking sugar.

If there is no money in the family, usually the child's mother will appear and pull the child away, and the crying child will coax and say, "Go home and bake crispy beans for you."

The boss who got the money would take out scissors and cut a small section of the sugar pulling on the long strip of pulling sugar, wrapping it in coarse paper, "Here, here you go, delicious pulling sugar." ”

The boss always sells when someone is taking care of him, so that people know the good things in their house.

His father couldn't help but move when he saw it, pastries are good things, and the family only bought one or two of them in previous years, and this year Chen Nianqun plans to make more for the children.

"Chunxiang, let's go to the sugar shop first to buy some white sugar and rock candy, and this year our family will also make some kenaf candy and peanut candy for the children, so that the children can fill their stomachs when they are hungry."

It seems that a bulging wallet will really make people feel different, Tang Yuehua looked at his father and mother discussing what to buy, and he couldn't wait to buy all the hungry things back for a while.

"Ah Yue, what do you think about it? After a while, I will go to the south gate to buy you some sugar cakes, and also buy some for the little girl. Tang was discussing with her husband when she turned her head to look at her daughter.

Tang Yuehua shook her head, she was actually not so obsessed with sugar cakes, but she didn't know what to buy every time she went to Hu's hometown, and she was actually curious about the taste of sugar cakes.

"Daddy, let's make some maltose this year." Tang Yuehua felt that maltose was a good thing.

"Okay, then we'll go buy some wheat later." Chen Nianqun said happily.

The family went to the ready-to-wear shop and looked at a few sets of clothes, and finally their mother decided to buy some fabrics and go back and make them herself.

"Those clothes are inconvenient to wear, so my mother will make them for you." Tong felt that his craftsmanship was also good.

In fact, it is because the ready-to-wear is too expensive, or it is more cost-effective to use your own labor.

"By the way, we still have to buy some saffron back, as well as red paper, and the statue of the god of the stove yet."

So the group ran to the shop for the red and white celebration.

That's right, here, there are things about braziers, paper money, red paper, and statues of gods are all sold in a shop, and when the new year is approaching, there are only festive items in the store, all kinds of New Year's paintings, large sheets of red paper, and statues of the god of the stove, and those statues of the gods of the door.

I don't know if those gods are like Wei Chigong, Qin Shubao, or Shen Tu and Yu Lei.

"Ah Yue, are you hungry, why don't we go eat something."

Chen Nianqun thought that everyone had been walking for a long time, and had been going back and forth on the street before he bought all the things.

"No need Dad, let's talk about it in the academy later, Mrs. Zhang, they may be waiting for us to have lunch."

Before they came out, Mrs. Zhang specially instructed them to go back for lunch at noon.

Tang Yuehua's parents have decided to go back today.

"That's okay, it's not too early, let's go back quickly."

The group went back with large bags and small bags, and discussed with the people of the carriage and horse dealer to borrow an ox cart, otherwise there were too many things.

"Ming Wenwu must listen to Mr. carefully, and my father and mother will go back and take care of Ah Yue." Tang pulled his two sons aside and instructed.

In fact, these are all clichés, she just said a few more words, after all, with Tang Mingwen here, the couple is still very relieved.

"Sir, madam, Ah Yue is young, I want to ask you to come forward when the time comes, this child is really pitiful, hey." Tang Yuehua's father looked at the little girl and sighed.

Although saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, he is still very worried about whether his daughter will be bullied, and he is still young that month, so I don't know if the parents will believe what Ah Yue said.

Thinking of this, Chen Nianqun wanted to stay with his daughter for a while, what if the ruthless parents did something to Ah Yue, and did Mr. Zhang have the strength to be a scholar?

"Brother Nian Qun, don't worry, Ah Fu will also go with him at that time, and the grandson of Patriarch Li is also studying in Qingfeng Academy, and when the little girl's parents come back, we will go together."

Mr. Zhang knew that Chen Nianqun couldn't rest assured of his daughter.

But at the moment, the kid only recognized Tang Yuehua, probably because he was frightened before, and he looked defensive against everyone else.

"Let's go, Nianqun." Tang couldn't help but urge when he saw his husband grinding.

Tang is still very relieved about the Zhang couple, if they don't set off again, they will have to touch the soil on the road in a while.

"It's coming, it's coming." Chen Nianqun reluctantly left.

Forget it, save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, since they have already made a move, then let my daughter stay here for a day or two longer.