Wang Yongfu opened his mouth and comforted: "My little sister was withdrawn, I feel uncomfortable, it's okay to go shopping, we are brothers and sisters-in-law, what do we care about her." ”

Lin was angry, he is a man, everything else is good, but he is too sincere. Why doesn't he want to think about it, the family has so much money, and in two years, Jin Dou will look at each other, is this daughter-in-law just talking about being able to marry into the door? The family's house is not enough to live in, so I can't marry a daughter-in-law for my son, and I have to squeeze a room with my parents and brothers, right?

Jin Dou is the eldest son and grandson of the Wang family, and in the future, the top pillar of the Wang family, who inherits the incense of the Wang family, will not spend the family's money, but will use it all for a sister-in-law who will marry out in the future, is it like words?

Knowing that it didn't make sense with Wang Yongfu, Lin was so angry that he turned over and went to sleep on the kang.

Wang Yongfu didn't know why his daughter-in-law suddenly got angry again, rubbed on the kang, touched Lin's two handfuls, was pushed away by Lin's, and fell asleep by touching his nose.

The three Jin Dou brothers in the next room couldn't sleep, they also wanted to go to the market, they were all so old, except for Jin Dou who had followed him to the market, the rest of the little beans had not been there.

Listening to the bustle of the bazaar that Jin Dou said, there were all kinds of delicious and fun, golden pots and gold plates, and his eyes were shining, and he secretly thought in his heart, one day, it would be good if he could go to the market......

In the third room, the mother and son were also whispering about the market.

"Mother, is it fun to catch the market? Isn't it lively? Lots of good food? And a beautiful headflower? Jin Hua asked in a low voice, her eyes full of anticipation.

Jiang's eyes were far away, he looked at the roof, and said slowly: "Of course, the town has a big gathering once a month, but it is a major event in the nearby ten miles and eight townships, that day, people in the vicinity will go, take advantage of the big market, sell their eggs or something to exchange for some oil, salt, needlework, and come back, I heard that there are also merchants who go to the countryside, with fashionable objects in the county, hair hairpins or something, I heard that if you are lucky, you can catch up with the opera troupe from other places, and you can listen to a play......

Jiang's words attracted the fascination of several small beans.

After being silent for a moment, Jin Pan bit his finger and asked, "Mother, have you also rushed to the market before?" ”

The light in Jiang's eyes lit up, and then dimmed again, and it took a long time before he said, "It's not early, let's sleep......"

A few little beans seemed to sense that Jiang's mood was wrong, and they didn't dare to ask again, so they were silent, and after a while, a small snoring sounded.

Only the Jiang family seemed to be moved by the sadness, and he tossed and turned and never slept all night.

Mingzhu felt as if she had just fallen asleep, and was woken up by Mrs. Zhang: "Zhu'er, get up, hurry up, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with the set." ”

Go to market?

Mingzhu was startled, and her still chaotic brain came to her senses, and she hurriedly turned over and got up and washed.

When she packed up and went out, she looked at the sky, it was still dark, and a few sparse stars in the sky were still twinkling.

Mrs. Zhang had already packed up the things she was going to sell at the market and put them in the back basket.

Jiang also made breakfast, picked out two steaming buns and wrapped them, filled them with water in a bamboo tube and handed them to Mingzhu.

Mrs. Zhang entered the stove house again, took out two roasted sweet potatoes from the stove, wrapped them in leaves, pulled two grasses to tie them, and handed them to Mingzhu: "I'm in a hurry in the morning, let's pad it first." ”

Mingzhu took the sweet potato, looked at it, and also took out a small basket from the back room on their backs, put things on the back basket, and barely helped Mrs. Zhang.

After packing up, he was about to leave, Jiang wanted to speak and stopped, Mrs. Zhang went to open the courtyard door first, and Mingzhu, who was left behind, was about to follow.

A hint of determination flashed on Jiang's face, and he grabbed Mingzhu's clothes.

Mingzhu turned back for some reason: "Third sister-in-law? Something? ”

Jiang Shi took out a small package from the corner, and Ai Ai said in a low voice: "Little sister, I'...... I embroidered two handkerchiefs, see if you can help...... Help to get to town...... Sell...... Sell ......"

At the end, the voice became quieter, and the head of shame was lowered to the ground.

Mingzhu thought to herself, this third sister-in-law is too timid, just such a little thing, he has to hesitate for a long time, and he took the package at the moment, but he didn't pack the ticket: "I'll try it, but let's talk about it first, I don't know the market, I don't know if this can be sold, don't blame me when the time comes!" ”

Jiang hurriedly shook his head: "No, little sister!" Whether you can sell it or not, I thank you! Don't worry, I won't ask you to sell it for nothing, if you sell it for money, I'll give you half of it-"

Mingzhu raised her eyebrows, but she didn't see that this third sister-in-law, looking at Wenwen weak and weak, didn't talk much, and had no sense of existence in the Wang family.

But he is a bright-eyed and bright-hearted person, and he has a plan in his heart.

knew that if this handkerchief was sold on behalf of Mrs. Zhang, he would definitely not be able to get a penny in his hands.

Instead, I entrusted myself to this sister-in-law, and promised half of the benefits, if it was really the former Wang Yongzhu, I am afraid that I would agree.

Thinking about it like this, Jiang's eyes were slightly different, but he still pretended not to care much on his face: "Let's wait until I sell it, right?" Who knows if you're worth it? Okay, let's go. ”

As he spoke, he pulled his legs out of the yard and followed behind Mrs. Zhang.

It was not yet dawn, and Mingzhu estimated that it should be three or four o'clock in the morning.

The village was already lively, almost every house was lit up, and all the doors were preparing for the market, and then a little light leaked out of the courtyard, and Mingzhu followed Mrs. Zhang to the outside of the village.

At the entrance of the village, there is a torch under a few stones under the locust tree, and there are several people walking there.

Mrs. Zhang went to the stone first, beckoned to Mingzhu, waited for Mingzhu to come over, pulled her, and sat on the stone on the side of the road, "Eat something quickly, otherwise you won't have the strength to hurry for a while." ”

There are already several people waiting at the entrance of the village, but few people eat, for the people in the mountains, dozens of miles are nothing, rush to the market early to sell mountain eggs, change some oil, salt, needlework and thread to rush back to eat is the same.

Only those who are solid at home will eat some and pad it.

Everyone naturally knows Mrs. Zhang and her baby girl, but I just think it's strange, this Wang family girl is the most lazy to do on weekdays, in addition to chasing the Song family boy, she doesn't take the needle and doesn't hold the thread, the oil bottle is poured and doesn't help, and she sleeps until three poles on the day every day, a famous lazy girl.

Why did you get up so early today, and this posture is to walk dozens of miles of mountain roads to catch the market?

How could Mrs. Zhang give up?

Thinking of the rumors that the daughter of the Wang family was divorced by the son of the Song family in the village yesterday, several people exchanged glances.

It just so happened that today, another family in the village with an ox cart also went to the market, and along the way, he also took a few people with him to earn a few pennies.

If Mrs. Zhang were herself, she would never go to the ox cart, it is better to save that spare money, what to do with it? It's not that you can't walk.

But today she has a heart and a heart to go to the market, and she is really worried about whether her daughter can go to the town? Even if I can get there, I'm afraid it's getting dark.