The old lady touched her waist, pulled out a handkerchief, and pulled out a handkerchief.

Open one layer, another rag, open, another rag, another rag.

Song Fuling asked, "Is it a silver ticket?" If you wrap it up like this, you won't be afraid of grinding it. ”

"Hey," Mrs. Ma disliked: "That piece of paper, it's light, and then let the water stain the words, I can't believe it." As he spoke, he opened the last floor.

Song Fuling stared in astonishment, it turned out to be two gold ingots.

This old lady went to exchange for gold ingots.

"Milk, give me one."

"What the hell are you going to do, oops, dare to rob me, rob me, don't you? I think you're going to be beaten. ”

Song Poria really has no tricks, so she will tell the truth.

Said there was a piece of paper and let people take it.

The thing that is made may be very expensive.

However, don't feel distressed, milk, aren't we half? It just so happens that you have two ingots, you give me one, and I will spend the money myself.

In addition, that thing is really not made in vain, it can be used for a long time, and it will be very convenient for the masses in our oven room.

"It's too expensive, fat girl, you can't live too much, alas."

Mrs. Ma sighed:

"Your ingots, my ingots, it's all money.

Did I say that? We people are not afraid of being tired, but we are afraid that we will not be able to earn money.

You say, in order to save them energy, what are you spending money on that thing? ”

After complaining and thinking about it, Mrs. Ma really handed over a gold ingot.

That generosity made Song Fuling feel that really, old ladies who have seen the world in modern times may not be able to achieve this openness.

"For you, it's not for you to really give, it's for you to save face.

When the time comes, you will make a gesture. If people don't want it, you just say take it, and if people say they really don't want it, you just take it.

Pushing back and forth like this, it can really look better on the face. ”

Song Fuling: Is it a slap in the face? It's a slap in the face, and she takes back her words that her milk is stronger than that of a modern old lady.

Mrs. Ma sighed: "What are you looking at me like that, am I not right?" If you don't believe it, let's make a bet, Lu Gongzi doesn't bring what he wants. Don't forget, go back to me, I'll put it for you. I'll have to keep it for you in the future. ”

"Milk, do you think you're right? Why don't people? ”

"Don't bring it, you haven't dealt with rich people, you're still too young to understand."

Song Fuling pointed at herself: She hasn't dealt with rich people?

, don't you want to be so swollen now.

"Okay, okay, the fisherman is coming back soon, and if you want it, put it away first. I'll tell you, don't tell you that we have all this money. You can't talk to anyone. ”

The old man always has the illusion that his granddaughter can be better with her, closer than with his mother.

How is this possible.

This evening.

The soldiers helped to catch a lot of fish and give back to the village.

also gave Song Fusheng and them back a hundred catties smaller.

Washing and shabu, giggling and laughing, I didn't expect the villagers to even boil the hot water, and the quilt was also laid, and it was hot to get in, and they became more and more familiar with Song Fusheng, very homely, and they could talk about the soles of their shoes.

Geng Liang said: "When I go back, I will also make a pair of shoes and slide them, and show them to see what they can be used in." Brother Song, okay? ”

Song Fusheng said, what is this not good, it is the same as climbing the plow.

Song Fugui was also asking about shoes, pointing to the soles of a general's shoes, "You won't slip this one, right?" ”

"Yes, it's not slippery."

"Did you do it yourself?"

"No, we all have boots."

Song Fugui looked at Song Fusheng, and the meaning in his eyes was obvious: I want it too. My boss, can you send me a pair too? Look at people.

……

That night, Song Fuling was lying on the warm quilt, with Mi Shou and Qian Peiying on the right hand, and Song Jinbao and Mrs. Ma on the left.

Song Jinbao was forced to wash his hair, and he was putting all his hair in front of his face, acting in a ghost movie.

Let Mrs. Ma give two slaps, and he doesn't sleep honestly. It's like I'm excited about a new place.

And Song Fuling is using the light of the oil lamp to tell Mi Shou the story she wants to write.

Sometimes talking to people is also a way to clear your mind.

She didn't care if the little baby could understand it, so she said:

"There's a place like this, it's called the Earth, and it's round.

The earth is huge, countless times larger than our dynasty.

Therefore, on a circular earth, there can be many countries at the same time.

Oh, the state is, a dynasty like ours, there are many dynasties, and they exist at the same time.

What are they, there are called Star Country, Miqi Country, Si Country, Eagle Country, Fusang Country, Bou European Country......

Some of these dynasties have good relations and some have bad relations.

Each country also has a large population. ”

"Sister, what kind of ball is round, how can a person stand still and not fall down?"

Song Fuling: That's a long story.

"You just remember that it doesn't go down."

Alas, in the book, do you want to mention that the earth is round? But if you don't mention that the earth is round, the route is not right. At that time, when the fight started, only if it was round, could it take a shortcut.

Don't worry about it, don't care.

"The Eagle Country, in the first battle, suffered a loss.

It was in the first battle with a man that he was defeated.

If you lose, you'll have to listen to people, right?

If you don't listen, they'll beat you up. He couldn't afford to fight, and if he was beaten and knelt down, he had to accept the punishment of others.

At that time, the countries that beat him were the ones who won, so they said to him: I don't want to continue to beat you, but there are a few prerequisites.

One, you Eagle Nation will lose a lot of land to us.

Two, you Eagle Nation are not allowed to produce this, and you are not allowed to produce that. Anyway, it was the good ones that Eagle Country used to sell, for example, like our cake, and people won't let you do it. People just don't want your family to become rich, and if you dare to do it, even if you tear up the contract, you will be beaten again.

Three, that is, two taels of silver and ten thousand taels of gold. ”

Mi Shou gasped: "So much? ”

"Yes, the silver is ten thousand taels and ten thousand taels.

The Eagle Nation felt that it was simply too deceitful.

Because the people of their dynasty have been beaten like this, and they have made them lose so many silver taels, how can they be rich. There are 10,000 people in Fengtian City from their own dynasty, and these people have been beaten, and they have no money to go to the medicine hall to see a doctor, so they will pay compensation?

But there was no way, for fear of more people being beaten, so they accepted it.

I can only find a way to make money. The silver taels earned cannot first heal the injured people from their own country, and they need to pay back the money.

In this way, the Eagle Country is saving little by little, and making money little by little.

After many, many years, their lives are getting better and better, but they are still haunted by the fact that they were bullied too badly, and they always think about revenge.

This is where the story begins. ”

Song Fuling then began to speak: "Blitzkrieg".

told Song Fusheng, the more I listened, the more familiar I became, as if I had seen this movie.

told Mi Shou, and in the middle of the night, he turned into 100,000 whys: "Sister, what is a tank, what does it look like, and how powerful it is." The big iron sheet is wrapped in them, can they catch their breath? ”

told Song Jinbao that his eyes were shining, and he asked: "Sister, sister, are you telling the truth?" Is there really this big guy? ”

"It's really good to make it up." Mrs. Ma turned over and said. The little granddaughter didn't do good things, looked, talked to everyone, and didn't sleep in the middle of the night.

On the kang next door, there is a fire wall in the middle.

This is not to pour out the empty house for the soldiers, and there are many people crowded on Song Fusheng's kang.

Song Fuling stopped talking for a while, first touching a cup and drinking water in the dark, and then lying back on the quilt and not moving.

Grandpa Song waited and waited, but I didn't expect the girl to suddenly stop squeaking: "Fat girl, why don't you say it, and then do it." ”

Qian Peiying said helplessly: "Grandpa, why haven't you slept yet, the fat girl fell asleep as soon as she turned over." ”

Grandpa Song was angry.

The people on the kang were also eager to wake up Song Fatya.

I couldn't hear who it was, and I was grumbling:

"This kid, halfway through his talk, listens to this trouble.

What's that called?

Ah, yes, it's called skydiving.

Those people jumped off the bird plane, and they hadn't landed yet. ”

Song Fusheng smiled and went to the kang in the dark, and wanted to go out to the toilet. Before he could lift the curtain of the door, he was startled: "Why don't you boys sleep, what are you doing here?" "Except for the cow shopkeeper in the West House, the boys who were crowded in that room did not sleep, and it seems that they have been squatting at the door to listen to the story.

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