From afar, you can see:

Song Yinfeng supported the old lady, and the two of them were tired and panting and supporting each other to walk.

At this time, it was He who was pulling the cart next to them.

He also used a rope to tie up his own five flowers, and used a rope to connect his body with the cart behind him.

Her chest hurt from the hemp rope ribs, and her protruding collarbone and hip bone from the ribs hurt, but she didn't say a word, her body stepped forward on her toes, gritting her teeth all the way.

The cart was followed by three girls, Peach Blossom and the eldest girl and the second girl.

After such a team entered the village, the big white fat girls who lived by the river were dumbfounded.

The big white fat girl took out the fried soybeans in her pocket and stuffed them into her mouth, and ran forward with a sigh: "What are you buying," and her hand quickly lifted a corner of the grass curtain.

Seeing the bricks under the curtain, the big white fat girl followed the trotter all the way, and asked all the way: "Oh, you haven't finished building the kang yet?" On such a cold day, do you buy bricks? What are you busy doing on the other side of the river every day, but the kang hasn't been built yet. ”

No one paid attention to her, so how could they have the strength to pay attention to her.

After crossing the river, there was a small uphill slope before going up the bridge, and several women's families, together with Mrs. Ma, also raised their arms again to push the cart without strength, hard, hard!

The big white fat girl looked at the backs of a few people on the bridge, threw a bean into her mouth, and after crunching and biting it, she muttered to herself before she could swallow it: "Tut-tut, it seems that the smell of meat that day is really gluttonous, how can they eat it." ”

I'm very worried about the people on the other side of the river.

Hello, it's miserable, what do those guys want, this winter, how can they survive the cold winter.

"Come back, oops, is this another purchase?" Several mothers-in-law have now developed a habit, and they look forward to Mrs. Ma when the point comes, while cooking.

This look, startled.

Mrs. Wang and the princess wore aprons, and they still had white flour on their hands, so they hurriedly trotted over to help unload the goods.

"I don't need you, I really don't need you." Mrs. Ma was so cold that she sucked her nose and waved her hand.

A few old women didn't care about it, they were afraid of something when they were delayed for a while while cooking, and they started to help unload the bricks.

"You're going to build a stove again?" Uncle Song Fusheng raised her eyebrows and asked. This is something she didn't expect.

"Enna." Mrs. Ma nodded, signaling that if everyone helped, then send the Buddha to the west, and unload it directly in front of the cake room, she didn't care about it for now. I'm tired of her today, so I have to find a place to take a breath.

Mrs. Wang was about to ask, and Song Fuling came out with a group of children.

Song Fuling's hands were not clean, they were full of radish water, and she greeted Mrs. Ma: "Milk, why don't you hire a car." ”

"Hire a car, hire a car for 2 pieces of silver, what is the good of 2 dollars of silver, these bricks are not enough to fit a car."

After Mrs. Ma finished speaking, she walked towards Song Fusheng's house.

But she was thirsty and frozen, so she had to go to San'er's kang to warm up, San'er's kang was the most powerful, and hot water was always available.

Song Fuling followed behind Mrs. Ma and said very speechlessly: "We can earn it back with a few pots of cakes, and it's not that we don't make money, you won't." ”

Later, Song Fuling said something else, but the other people who were helping to unload the bricks outside couldn't hear it, because Song Fuling followed her milk into the house.

After Song Fusheng's aunt helped unload the bricks, after returning to the stove room, she sat on the small bench and thought about it, she suddenly asked, "Huh?" Just a few of us, how much money is the amount of work? You say, how much can we get this month? ”

Mrs. Tian told her while stirring the vegetable soup, not necessarily much, Fusheng said, we have to deduct some public use, and it depends on how much we have earned in recent days.

A mother-in-law interjected: "Have you forgotten? When you had a meeting, you didn't listen? ”

Uncle Song Fusheng didn't squeak, she listened, of course she listened, when it came to money, she listened more seriously than anyone else, she just wanted to confirm it again, and wanted to guess how much she could earn this month.

Listening to a few mothers-in-law discussing, everyone speculated that Mrs. Ma made a lot of money by specifying the cake.

Otherwise, according to the understanding of their "girlfriends", Mrs. Ma belongs to the gang that doesn't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles, and if she doesn't make money, who can buy bricks and build stoves back and forth.

That's bricks.

Bricks, it's not that it's expensive, but we don't have the slime that can be used to deal with it, burn it, burn it for a few more days, and dozens of pieces can come out of the kiln every day, but Mrs. Ma can't wait, she used to live a more careful life, and now she would rather spend money, what does this mean?

Not to mention the creature of people, she does have a heart and eyes to distinguish more or less.

The other mothers-in-law are all lamenting that Ma Lao is too powerful, so far he turned into a serf and sang, and he will be a hundred sets stronger than them in the future. That cake, it's not good, you can earn a lot of money a month, I didn't hear what the fat girl said when she called her milk just now, two dollars of silver is a matter of a few pots of cakes.

Song Fusheng's eldest aunt squinted when she heard this.

There is also a mother-in-law, Mrs. Wang, who has no heart to cook.

Mrs. Wang thought to herself:

Looks like she's going to have to figure it out.

A total of three points for himself, mixed with Song Fusheng, how much can he earn.

If you mess with Sister Ma, how much can you earn?

Who to mix with, it can be more affordable.

There is another person who also thought of going with Song Fusheng's aunt and Wang Pozi, and that is Li Xiu.

Li Xiu had guessed before that the women of Mrs. Ma's family collectively stopped work early, so they should have other work to do.

She thought of Song Fuling's dim sum.

Mrs. Ma went home to buy bricks, iron plates, so many steamers, and built stoves overnight, all of which were unobstructed. This shows that it sells very well and makes a lot of money.

Therefore, she thought that if she didn't mix with Song Fusheng and them, when she saw Mrs. Ma coming back, she really pulled back a bunch of bricks, this is expanding reproduction, and there will be a shortage of manpower if you expand.

With a pop, Li Xiu knelt on the ground.

Mrs. Ma immediately squirted out a mouthful of hot water, choking her and coughing: "Ahem, cough, you?" What are you doing here? ”

Song Fuling was also stunned, why did she kneel at her house. The main reason is that it came too suddenly, she was studying with her grandmother, and asked her to buy dye for her tomorrow, and someone appeared in the house when it was cold, and she knelt down when she heard it, and her knees hurt when she heard it.

Li Xiu didn't care about kowtowing, and kowtowed even before he knelt on the ground with tears on his face and looked up at Mrs. Ma.

Song Fuling: "......" She has to go, they are not embarrassed, she is embarrassed: "Milk, what, I'll go see where Mi Shou has gone." ”

When only Mrs. Ma and Li Xiu were left in the house, Mrs. Ma calmed down first, and she guessed what it was.

The old lady sat firmly on the edge of the kang, picked up the gourd and drank water again, and took a sip: "Say, what's the matter?" ”