The specific work of Song Jinbao's division is, in Song Fusheng's original words:

"Jinbao is a brick, where it needs to be moved."

When no one uses Song Jinbao, he is responsible for leading his younger brothers and sisters to look for firewood everywhere and standing guard.

Today, Jinbao is very timely and has excellent eyesight.

The ox cart had just reached the bridge, and Song Jinbao was very conscious to look at it first and then observe.

And no matter how anxious you are, you can't come forward, and you can't see your grandmother, so you have to run back to report first, and notify the adults at the first time.

As soon as he shouted in his voice, not to mention that the little babies ran out excitedly, even the men stopped their work of setting up a fence and stretched out their heads to look out.

Why are even the strong laborers so looking forward to Mrs. Ma's house?

Because Mrs. Ma's old sisters said that they didn't come back and didn't give them a meal.

More than a dozen little babies scrambled to run to the river, and two of them ran and fell, and they got up and ran again.

Shouting as he ran:

"Sister Fat is back."

"Sister Fat is back."

Qian Mishou ran out of breath, and jumped forward and hugged his sister's leg.

Yaya, the little great-granddaughter of Grandpa Song's family, also ran with a red face and raised her head and asked, "Sister Fat Ya, why did you come to the house." ”

Garlic Miaozi tried to pull Song Fuling's hand: "Sister Fat Girl, the food you made is so delicious, when will you be able to make dim sum again." ”

"Wait until I'm broken."

The little baby gathered Song Fatya in a circle and asked, "Sister, when will you still be bad?" ”

Song Fuling picked up the little hand of the garlic seedlings, and pulled the ten fingers of the garlic seedlings one by one, she said that one finger represents a day, and when she pulled the seventh root, she said: "You can make bad snacks on this day." ”

"Oh, I can make bad snacks this day!" The little babies immediately cheered.

Garlic Miaozi didn't dare to stretch out his fingers that had been pulled over, he was afraid that he would forget, so he raised his curled fingers high, and jumped on the spot with his friends and giggled.

At the same time, Mrs. Ma was also directing the driver to drive the ox cart directly to the vicinity of Mrs. Wang's house.

Many women also stepped forward and asked Mrs. Ma, why did you buy bricks? Let's take a kang, we don't need it.

You will know what to build and what to build.

"Unload the bricks, unload them down, and wait for the handlebar to go, let's talk about it."

Driver: "...... what is this place?" First a group of children came running, and then so many people popped up, a big family?

The handle of the car has been here since I came, and there is a lot of mental activity, but I didn't say anything until I left.

The car pulling the bricks left, and Mrs. Ma commanded everyone to help move all the green bricks to the side room behind Mrs. Wang's house, that is, in front of the cake room.

Seeing the newly made door, it was obviously much more regular than when he left, Song Fuling looked at Song Fusheng in the crowd, and her eyes were bent into crescents.

Daddy helped pick up her cake shop.

A lot of people is good to work, and the bricks were moved in the blink of an eye, and everyone was waiting for Mrs. Ma to talk about what to do with buying bricks, especially Zhu and his eldest daughter-in-law He, who were really anxious and couldn't understand.

But the old lady was very steady: "Have you got the food?" ”

Mrs. Wang: "It's been a long time coming, I've been holding it in the pot, just waiting for you." ”

"Dinner." An order is better than Grandpa Song's words. No way, it's all the old sisters who are in charge of cooking.

Cabbage soup, sorghum rice.

The cabbage soup is soaked in sorghum rice, and one person can sandwich a chopstick-head radish strip pickles.

Everyone lined up to eat, and they met in twos and threes, looking for a warm position everywhere and squatting, snoring and pouring soup and rice into their mouths.

At this moment, Mrs. Ma suddenly shouted in the direction of Song Fusheng and Song Lizheng: "From Ming'er, I won't earn work, and if I spend a month, I won't come back to earn work." ”

"Poof."

"Ahem, ahem."

"Hiccup."

For a while, one after another, there were all kinds of voices, and when I caught up with everyone to say this kind of exciting news during dinner, it choked many people.

Zhu was choked with tears.

Song Fusheng and his wife also glanced at each other, and they said at noon today, whether the Poria cake sells well or not, you don't need to ask, you can know by looking at the old lady's reaction.

Grandpa Song was very surprised, and only after glancing at Song Fusheng did he answer: "Middle, everyone also heard it, this is it." ”

"Why, mother." Zhu hurriedly came over with his rice bowl and asked.

Mrs. Ma sat on the small bench where the fire was burning, took a bite of food first, and after swallowing it, she raised her eyelids unhurriedly: "Why do I have to inform you?" Why, are you my mother-in-law? ”

"Mother, what are you talking about?"

"Human words. Roll out, don't get out of my fire. ”

Zhu was scolded, and He came over and closed his mouth urgently.

But the old ladies asked Mrs. Ma, what's the matter? This is too sudden, Mrs. Ma thought about it, and then she half-truthed and half-false, and said to everyone who pricked up her ears:

"Let's not talk about those false things between us. I'm a fat girl, I can eat and do it, I think about eating something fragrant every day, and this morning she will make a new food, you all already know it? Have you eaten the little babies? ”

Mrs. Wang said, I ate it, my garlic seedlings have been talking about the fat girl sister all day, that taste, I want to ask you when I get up early, why is it so fragrant?

"Yes, I also think the fragrance is evil, so I didn't let my fat girl eat it, only left some for the babies, and I took it away."

Aunt Song Fusheng: "Took it and sold it?" ”

Mrs. Ma looked at it, "Well, it's all sold anyway, so I won't say how much I earn, but if it's a tired fart for me, it's even a hard money." I just came back, I thought, I have to sell it in the future, but I can't come back to cook, so I can't make my three children embarrassed, and then you should have an idea. ”

"How?" Mrs. Guo wrinkled her eyebrows and said, "You just think too much." We've given you that job, how can you not have a share of work? ”

Another mother-in-law also said: "That is, if you are stupid or not, you don't want to work?" That's money, mix it up first, and then talk about it when you don't let it go. ”

Yes, these old women, in front of Song Fusheng and Grandpa Song, dare to say these things blatantly.

Song Fuling smiled sullenly, when her milk was on the road, she really thought so, which coincided with these old ladies. That's wanting to make money for the cake and mixing jobs.

It was she who persuaded her, and this is why she pulled it down.

So, don't listen to what her grandmother said at the moment, when she crossed the bridge, she actually hadn't made up her mind yet.

"No, that's embarrassing for me. You guys, don't be like that, we're all in the same group, who are you fooling? The palm of the hand is fooled with the back of the hand, which is okay if you fool outsiders to mix up some money. ”

Listen to it, look at people's enlightenment, no wonder it is Song Fusheng's mother, no wonder it can give birth to Song Fusheng. This is the voice of the men at this time.

Mrs. Tian asked her mother-in-law: "Is it really quitting?" ”

"Well, the bricks are all back, I need to build a few more stoves, and I can make more hard-earned money tomorrow. Fat girl, what are we calling it? ”

"Freelancing."

Mrs. Ma put down her rice bowl, "Yes, I'm going to do freelance work with my granddaughter, so I don't necessarily eat with everyone every day." Who's that? Can I take the rations away? ”

"Whose rations?"

"My own, my little granddaughter's."

Song Fusheng, Qian Peiying, Qian Rice, the three of them suddenly had a not very good feeling: Why did the girl (sister) only go for a day, so she didn't want to get along with them?

And the old lady was very chic, she really carried away the three-day ration first, thinking that she had to cook a bowl of noodles or something in the morning, and called people, calling Song Fuling and Qian Peiying: "Fat girl, have you finished eating?" Qian, after eating, let's go home without earning work. ”

She's not freelance.

They don't wash their rice and dishes, they don't earn any work, so tired?

The servants left in the very complicated eyes of everyone.

Song Fusheng almost couldn't hold back his laughter.