Snowflakes were falling silently in the sky.

The snowflakes fell silently on the heads of the little babies like Garlic Miaozi, and several children were at the door of the conference room together, shouting happily: "Mi Shou, Mi Shou? ”

Yaya combed her braids at the corners and stretched her small hands, and waved her hand at Mi Shou, "Mi Shou, come quickly." ”

You call Mi Shou, what are you going to do?

Grandma, mother, father, paid them money, they have to go to see the old cow milking first, and then go home to beg for a bowl, beg for a bowl to beat milk, and go home after beating milk and let grandma cook the cow.

Well, that's the process.

Mi Shou wore a new blue and black cotton jacket and cotton pants that Song Yinfeng helped make, and finally took off the torn cotton jacket he picked up adults.

After the little baby was washed, not only white and clean but also long spirit, looking like an aunt, except for the thinning facial features, there were no shortcomings, stepping on deerskin boots, combing the gourd baby hairstyle with Song Poria on top, and running over with big eyes shining.

A group of children hugged each other, and you chased me crazy.

When passing by the door of Song Fusheng's house, the little babies no longer ran in a straight line, and had to go under the sheets one by one as if they were playing hide and seek.

A few of the little hands were quite owed, and when they ran over, they broke off the ice skates that had been formed under the sheet.

So you can hear the crazy noise of these little babies from afar, and it is really whistling.

Song Fusheng's uncle had already walked to the mouth of the nest with a smile, he looked at the backs of those little babies, paused under his feet, and walked back.

met his wife halfway, Uncle Song Fusheng asked his aunt, didn't you pay for our grandchildren?

Nope.

Uncle Song Fusheng pointed to his wife's nose and kept pointing his fingers.

I felt angry all of a sudden.

The one who knows his wife best is really him.

In the past, the uncle was secretly happy for his wife to live like this, and even often secretly happy, thinking that his mother-in-law's brain was smarter than the woman next to him.

Right now, for some reason, the uncle feels that this kind of cleverness is very embarrassing. He was also sincere and low hope this time, he could blame his old wife for a mistake and guess wrong, but it turned out that his mother-in-law had not changed: "The money just issued, give it to me." ”

The eldest aunt asked weakly: "Old man, what do you want the silver for?"

What do you care about me?

Uncle Song Fusheng snorted angrily and grabbed the copper plate, and his whole body walked straight up, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he gritted his teeth and thought: Wait for the meeting to pay half a year's milk, and jump all the way to the conference room, and the eldest aunt will follow at a trot all the way behind.

At this time, there were two groups of people in the conference room who did not leave.

One group is a high butcher family.

Gao Tuhu is also the kind who goes and returns, he is angry that his eldest daughter-in-law is too good at living.

You said that his old Gao family was twin grandsons, and the eldest daughter-in-law paid a milk money, saying that after the bowl was returned, the two babies would be divided.

Gao Tuhu: It's really interesting, the eldest man of their family can't afford to raise two babies? I've drunk all the water for two dollars, and the two babies can't afford to drink the milk that is only 20 Wen a month together?

asked his eldest daughter-in-law angrily, do you want to spend a share of money and let the third son take the initiative to call more?

The eldest daughter-in-law was so frightened that her face turned red and said, No, no, Dad, swear, if you don't say this, I can't even think of this.

But your behavior, looking at that, is what it means, and it's easy to make people think too much.

One day is blind to the meeting, the province is not provincial, the province is not blind.

So the high butcher came to make up the money.

The other family is Song Fusheng's own Lao Tzu's mother's house.

Song Jinbao is in a verbal war with Mrs. Ma.

"Milk, pay me for milk, they all went to see the milking." Song Jinbao was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

"How old are you, look at what milking."

"How old am I? Then I don't think it's okay, I have to drink, right? ”

"How old are you, what kind of milk do you drink?"

"Milk, I earn a penny."

"Isn't that part of your job to support me?"

Yes, Song Jinbao looked up at Song Fusheng with curiosity on his face: Third uncle, what other work can be added to me, I will do more and give me a job, I have to raise my milk, I still want to drink milk. Hurry up and give me an idea for the baby.

Song Fusheng was amused by his little nephew's expression, and was about to say, if you want to drink milk, I'll give you a trick, let your father race against time, and make a few more wooden barrels without delaying the business, and I will provide milk for free.

Before he could say anything, the eldest brother Song Fucai grabbed the words.

Song Fucai motioned to the old lady to hand over the copper plate, and said Mrs. Ma, this is not a matter of dozens of dollars, but everyone said in advance, so they have to do it. You can't be embarrassed for the third brother just because we are a family, the third brother gave you, the ten catties of cotton that I bought for you some time ago, how much is it worth. The main thing is to support the work of the third brother, you always make an exception, who will listen to the third brother in the future, for the sake of fame, okay?

Da Lang also said, milk, pay it, you can't pay it to my younger brother from the work I earned.

"Thank you, big brother." Jinbao looked at Dalang and smiled, smiling like a flower.

Da Lang rubbed his head and looked at Erlang again: "Does Erlang drink?" ”

It's really like Song Fucai said, there is not much money, Song Fusheng doesn't care much, especially if this is still a nephew, what can he do if he drinks it, he doesn't expect the cow to return the capital.

But the reason why he didn't refuse was because Grandpa Song was right, the rules had to be set from the matter of milk, and in the future, there would be no time for the third uncle's family to eat well, and the children would all come to eat.

Even if his family is not bad for that mouthful of meat or that mouthful of food, life is chaotic.

Imagine that his family is eating, and the children hear that all the delicious dishes are coming, do they have to go out and fry a few more dishes? The trouble can't be stopped in the future.

So what he can do is to collect less money, collect much cheaper than outside, and try to let these babies drink milk. He actually doesn't know whether drinking milk is useful for height, but drinking it is better than not drinking it, and I hope these children can grow tall and strong in the future.

Mrs. Ma took out twenty Wen, don't just Jinbao, Erlang drink it too, lest the second family drink it, and the old people don't drink it, saying that she is eccentric: "Give it to you." ”

What kind of attitude is this, Song Fusheng took it with a smile: "Mother, it's inconvenient to say more in the meeting just now, the one I mentioned, you rest, it's over for us to raise you, you should think about it." Really, really, you only earn three centimeters, and we brothers can save you a penny? ”

Mrs. Ma turned around and walked out.

Don't listen or don't listen, she is really afraid San'er got serious as she spoke, and crossed out the name of her salary from the notebook.

When she walked to the door, she ran into Song Fusheng's uncle, and Mrs. Ma stood up again.

Whoa? The eldest brother pulled an old face, and the sister-in-law was wilting her head in the back, and she didn't dare to let go of her fart like that, what happened?

It shouldn't be, so I sent the money.

Mrs. Ma really wanted to see the excitement, but when she looked back, she forgot it.

……

Today, the money has been paid, the family has received a salary, and the working atmosphere is different.

The men are eager to fight shirtless and play hard.

The women are working and talking non-stop, and they are studying the same topic:

After making money, they calculated how to break the eight-petal flower for a penny, how to quickly pick up the family and become a monk, and asked each other one by one: whether to buy cotton, how many catties of cotton.

In this, Mrs. Ma is different from people again, she is not here at all.

Song Fuling is being teased by Qian Peiying for being a technician, a girl, what can she do with such strong hands-on ability, she can nail a clothesline in the house in the blink of an eye, Mrs. Ma is here.

"You see, it's really here, I'll just say, the number in the jar is wrong," Mrs. Ma began to rummage through when she entered the house, and turned out small cans of sesame oil and kerosene, and she pointed these two things with her hand and said that she wanted to report them.

Song Fuling stared at her grandmother's hair at a glance, knowing that her grandmother was talking and playing, her grandmother couldn't wait to steal the public things home, and teased Mrs. Ma, "Milk, don't report it, there is no family in the report, my father is responsible for reporting." Come, hurry up and get on the kang, and I'll wipe your head. ”

What's that? Did you steal it back to wipe your head?

Yes.

Oh, you losers!

Qian Peiying was stunned by her mother-in-law's cold voice, and she couldn't interject, because only for a moment when she was stunned, her daughter and her grandmother had already talked about the next topic:

"Just say, how can you cooperate with the treatment of lice, you have to be treated, milk, my own milk, I have to be close to you, I don't allow you to do this."

"What happened to me? There are lice, let it grow, delay eating and drinking. ”

"No, I don't know, me? Forget it, don't talk about the superfluous. When Song Fuling said this, she rubbed her arms, and no one could understand the psychological level of the diaphragm after seeing the magnifying glass.

Mrs. Ma glared at her granddaughter and inspected her granddaughter's face.

The old lady didn't understand the word collapse, but she looked at it, why did she talk like she was going crazy, "Don't you say it, we're talking about oil, don't you know how expensive sesame oil is?" If you take it back and eat it secretly, I won't report it, but you can't harm people and wipe it on your head. ”

"If I have to let you wipe it on your head, because my father said that only this one will go quickly, you can say it, how can I anoint you every day."

"Me?"

"Milk, you feel sorry for the oil money, right? Bad money, huh? If I let you earn money in addition to your work, will you let me wipe it? ”

"Me?"

"You just say it's not going to work."

Mrs. Ma pursed her lower lip and swallowed her spit, she deeply felt from her little granddaughter's firm gaze that her granddaughter had a trick to make money, although it was incredible, but she had intuition.

Her intuition told her: if you don't do it, you can really make money.

Therefore, the old lady didn't reply first, but looked at Qian Peiying: "Did you hear that?" When the time comes, she will give me money, and you can't disagree. ”

Qian Peiying: Yes.

Mrs. Ma's eyes immediately lit up: "That, fat girl, you can only let the milk see the silver money, no, even if it is a copper plate, then the milk and hair will be under your control." ”

"Let's go, Milk."

"Let's go."

Qian Peiying stood at the door of the house, looking at the back of her grandchildren: "......"