Junzi thought that the young master was going to finish the book, and he should leave when he achieved his goal.

Unexpectedly, the young master of his family had a bigger dream.

"Tomorrow, I want to see Miss Song, and I will send a car to pick it up, can I?"

Junko and Xiaoquanzi glanced at each other instantly, and then lowered their heads hurriedly, looking at their noses and noses.

Mrs. Ma raised her head and stared at the tall land: "......"

Please forgive the old lady for not reacting at the first time, and after being stunned for a few seconds, she asked suspiciously, "Which Song girl?" ”

"Poria girl."

"What? Who? ”

Please forgive the old lady for not remembering the name of her little granddaughter. Only a few mouthfuls of Poria were mentioned on the way to escape from the wilderness, and she was choked with enough diaphragm.

can let her granddaughter "help the spirit", that is, the day she dies.

Resist in your heart, and forget about it.

Lu Pan's expression did not change in the slightest, and in a magnetic voice, he said seriously: "Fat girl." ”

"Why?"

Lu Pan glanced at the sand table.

In front of the confectionery shop, all the waiters who could come out came out.

Congratulations to the nobles in their lives, who are also the people they are most grateful for, Lu Pan left.

Mrs. Ma squinted slightly, watching the back of Lu Ban's horse gradually disappear and turn around.

"Grandma Ma?" Baozhu opened the door of the store and found Grandma Ma still standing on the side of the road.

Mrs. Ma glanced back at the jewel, suddenly slapped her face, and trotted into the store.

"Huh? Grandma Ma. After a while, Baozhu shouted again, how could Grandma Ma run out with another gust of wind, what's the matter, don't you take away the money she collected?

"Who's that, the eldest niece."

The proprietress of the silk village looked up and said, "Yo, auntie, what's wrong with this?" ”

"No, you come."

The proprietress arranged for the little girl to receive customers, and came to Mrs. Ma suspiciously.

"I want to discuss something with you, just this piece of pink satin, can you ask the embroidery lady in your shop to hurry up and make it for me, just like the ready-made appearance you hung there.

Otherwise, I'll buy your ready-made one, and I'll just see it.

But in order to save money, I just bought the material, and if you cut all the fabric, I can't do the work of returning. Get this small piece, who are you going to sell?

But I'm really in a hurry to wear it, so I will make the collar edging, and the ruffles at the bottom will be in the middle, I'll go back tonight, and I'll start making it from now on, can I get it out? ”

After Mrs. Ma finished speaking, her eyes searched for the ready-to-wear skirts in the store, the kind that had been made.

I thought: The little granddaughter is going to Lu's house as a guest, and I want to tell others how to make a sand table, we have to take care of it, don't let people see jokes, it's not as good as what other people's maids wear, let people look down on it.

Spend money, spend it.

"These embroidered shoes, are they warm?"

The proprietress warmed her mouth while taking the material, opened it and thought about it. Come on, give it to her brother's daughter, "Auntie, since you think about me, I also have to think about it, come on, you pick out ready-to-wear clothes, I will return this material to you?" ”

"Returned, are you good to sell?"

"I don't know if it's good or not, I know that you let the embroidery girl do it now, and you can't make it. But it's the ready-to-wear that can make her quickly tuck her waist, and you can take it home in the evening. ”

Mrs. Ma smiled with a wrinkled face: "Big niece, I'm sorry, I'm really in a hurry, so, I'll buy it, you take out the skirt, I'll put a skirt under this pink satin dress," and raised the green embroidered shoes in his hand: "I also buy shoes for my granddaughter, get a set, and don't let you lose it." ”

The proprietress was very kind and gave Mrs. Ma an idea: a pink satin top with a crescent white satin skirt looks good underneath.

Mrs. Ma thought to herself: This big niece is very good, but the aesthetics are not good. She pulled out a bright orange color from several ready-made dresses: "This one is strong." ”

Stuff it to the proprietress and ask the embroidery lady to quickly tighten her waist according to her little granddaughter's size.

In the end, he measured and measured with the palm of his hand, and spent two taels of silver for Song Fuling to buy a pair of embroidered shoes with gold thread birds embroidered on them.

When the old lady gave the money, her hand was a little trembling.

She kept persuading herself in her heart:

Looking at the clothes we picked up and sent by Shunzi, we know that the maids of the Lu family are well dressed.

I can't let the Lu family's maid wear more than her granddaughter's.

After all, we adults are walking outside, looking down or not, it doesn't matter, we are thick-skinned.

But the granddaughter has just begun, and it's not that the family has no money, so it's not earning, it's just a matter of saving more and saving less, it is when the noodles are the most tender, and it makes people roll their eyes and look down on the taste of uncomfortable.

Even though there are many reasons to persuade herself, the old lady's hand over the money is still a little trembling when she settles the bill.

"Didn't you make a mistake?"

The little maid of the silk village smiled: "Or, do you count it again?" ”

"It's okay, you can't be mistaken, we all know each other, I don't count."

Grandpa Song was holding a cigarette pouch and pot, how long has it been, why haven't the gang in Fengtian City come yet.

A few old ladies who had returned a long time ago also sat cross-legged on the kang while eating and said, "Why hasn't the captain returned yet?" Can't, we bring a few snacks every day, we can make those, and there's no goods to stay there, it's useless to stay longer, isn't it sold out yet? ”

"Pull it down, it's Fengtian City, it's better than our group of counties, and I sold it after noon. I guess it's a delay. ”

"Coming back?" The yard suddenly sounded the sound of "hooting" to strangle the cow.

Grandpa gestured to the cigarette pouch pot: "There is rice in the pot, go eat it." ”

Mrs. Ma didn't, but waited for a few old sisters, and went into the third son's house with her bag in her hand.

After Song Fuling and Qian Mishou listened, the sisters and brothers said in unison:

"You said yes?"

"My brother didn't let me go?"

Mrs. Ma slapped Mi Shou's ass twice: "Go, go, go outside to play." ”

Mi Shouteng ran away and went to Qian Peiying and Song Fusheng to complain about their grievances.

After a while, Qian Peiying came back, and when she entered the house and saw her daughter's new clothes, she opened her mouth half-open: pink clothes, orange skirts, and green shoes......

Who made her daughter like this?

Mrs. Ma was sitting on the edge of the kang and clapping: "Whose girl is so handsome, belching my god, belching my sky, handsome is very handsome, very handsome." ”

Song Fusheng also came back with a foot of mud, he was collecting garlic in the nest just now.

When he entered the house, he was not happy: "Mother, why did you agree?" That thing......"

In fact, Song Fusheng wanted to say, then there must be no men and women to guard against it, in the end, you are an ancient, or we are an ancient.

The old lady didn't understand the meaning of San'er's words at first, but then she understood, and she looked incredulous, as if she knew her son for the first time, and said:

"I found out that you have a lot of eyes in your heart a day, and you think about people so much.

People outside say that you are real, but when I say this to you, I don't think that's the case.

San'er, that mother has to say that you, how can you be a man and do things, how can you guard against anyone? Who is that, the little general, who has a bad heart, he doesn't take it to us, such a person, who helps a lot again and again, if we defend it? What are we? San'er, it's not right for you to do this. ”

"No, mother, there is a distance between people, he won't pit us, it doesn't mean that he is with us, he is a man's ......"

The old lady interrupted: "You think it's weird, it's nonsense, what kind of identity can someone mean?" Hey, you even have this kind of thought, you're quite complicated. He just couldn't get it clean and didn't understand the sand table table, so he hit it and called him over to ask how to fix it. ”

"Can't you just write a tell?"

"He said it, I didn't understand it, and I wanted our fat girl to dip one in front of me."