Bombed away Song Jinbao, who hurried over as soon as he heard the sugar.

dragged away Qian Mishou, who was not at all interested in the sugar in Mrs. Ma's pocket.

Mrs. Ma handed Qian Mishou a branch and asked the baby to sit on a small bench to help her light the fire.

He took out a piece of yellow starch candy from the waistband of his pants, "Oh, let's eat." ”

"Grandma, I won't eat it, leave it to Brother Jinbao."

"Give it to you, and take it."

"Then I'll put it away," Mi Shou put it in his small pocket, and looked up after loading it:

"Grandma, my aunt said, I want to eat less sugar, and I can't eat it next night, because my teeth will not look good in the future. When I went back and waited for Brother Jinbao to do something good, I took it out and rewarded him, and said that it was given by my grandmother, right? ”

Hi, Mrs. Ma was very emotional when she heard it.

Her family Jinbao has grown up day by day, but let's touch our conscience and say, it is still not as good as the five-year-old in front of us.

I heard that this kid is like memorizing and reading and playing, and it is not difficult at all.

And you listen, these few small chatters, they will nag a lot, they never protect food, they are very humble, and they don't rob when they are hungry and want to eat.

In the words of the little granddaughter, what is this called? Oh, yes, it's called self-cultivation, quality.

There are so many children in everyone, and they are all missing a little bit of quality compared to this five-year-old baby.

Alas, it would be nice if it was really her own grandson, let her simmer it with blood and bones.

"Mi Shou."

"Well, grandma?"

"What's that, milk, I just want to talk to you, I don't know if you can understand, what is it......"

Mrs. Ma added water to the cauldron while pondering the wording in her heart.

Song Fusheng, who was not worried about following him outside the door, overheard that his mother was fighting with a five-year-old baby and having no children.

Anyway, it's just burying him and having no face.

The angry Song Fusheng almost pushed the door and broke in, but when he put his hand on the door panel, the conversation inside made him stop his movements.

"Grandma, don't talk about uncle like that, Mi Shou will wipe his uncle's back and take a bath, he will grow tall, and earn money to support his uncle in the future. Mi Shou will also study hard, so that his uncle's face will be brighter than anyone else, and when his uncle is old, he will take care of him. ”

Mrs. Ma sat on another small bench and suddenly wiped her tears with her sleeve.

The old lady didn't expect to be cried by a little baby with a few words.

It's probably also sad, and when asked, who wants to brag about this kind of?

The old lady cried for a minute, then hurriedly wiped her face with her sleeve again, turned her head to look at Mi Shou who was sitting next to her, her eyes were still red, and she touched the child's tender little face with her rough hand, and hiccuped Mi Shou and smiled:

"I know, I know, you've said it twice, I know you have a good memory, and you have to remember what you said in the future."

Mi Shou's little head nodded heavily in Mrs. Ma's rough hands.

"But Mi Shou, my grandmother went out and told the people in the village that you are your uncle's son, and I don't want your uncle to lose my stumbling, what do you say if you play on the ice one day, and suddenly snort uncle."

Mi Shou understood: "Then what is my name?" ”

Mrs. Ma sucked the snot that came out of the crying just now.

I thought: It's not kind to let you call your father.

"Grandma, or my name is Uncle?"

Mrs. Ma: "......"

Okay, let's belch, there's really nothing wrong with belching.

"Well, then you have to remember, don't give your milk a whole thing, and don't tell your uncle and aunt what I'm talking to you about, remember? Don't talk to anyone. Wait for Ming'er, the milk will buy you other sugar, buy good, non-sticky teeth. ”

"Okay."

"Then you're chatting with your milk, what kind of candy have you eaten before? If you buy milk that you haven't eaten, we can't eat an expensive one and eat a heavy one. ”

"That's a lot, I've eaten ......"

Outside, Song Fusheng left silently without listening.

He had an indescribable feeling in his heart, and finally the complex convergence condensed into one sentence: In the future, I should have a better attitude with the old lady, don't talk and be anxious.

Twenty-ninth of the lunar month.

Early in the morning, more than two dozen women who earned wages looked at the old man and smiled.

Laughing so much that Grandpa Song couldn't hold back his joy: "Zhongla, Zhongla, if you want to follow to the county, let the girls cook the big pot of rice, slip a dumpling, and make a mouthful of vegetable soup, we can deal with it with one bite." ”

The women almost cheered.

They just made money, and if they didn't spend it, they wanted the world to be as big as they wanted to go out for a walk.

Even if you go to spend some copper plates, it can be regarded as adding color to the New Year.

These women didn't go to Fengtian City with Mrs. Ma's team.

First, Mrs. Ma has an ox cart, and the people who go to help are all men's families, so they don't need them.

The second is how expensive it is to go to Fengtian City to consume, and it is also in vain to go, which is not enough to add to the chaos, and the road is still far away.

followed the teams from Nursery Rhyme Town, Yunzhong County, and Jia County.

These women not only received the task of buying cloth for the elderly and children, but also carried out ten stacks of straw full of sugar gourds.

If it weren't for the fact that they wanted to help push the snack cart and let those old ladies rest completely today, they would have been eager to sell the sugar gourds that they had made twenty straw stacks overnight last night.

We can't just walk around in vain, can we? You can't just go to the outside world and see it in vain.

The outside world is very exciting, and there is helplessness, no matter where you go, you have to think about making money.

"Slow down, when selling sugar gourds, don't talk to people when you go out."

"Buy dark-colored cloth, the babies will buy it, and you won't be able to wear it for more than a few years if you buy it shallow." You have to think about the new three years, the old three years, and the sewing and mending for another three years.

The old man forgot, the babies have to grow up.

"Take care of each other, don't get lost."

"Look at some money bags when you go to the shop, don't let people touch them."

The sky was still dark, and Grandpa Song stood by the river and worried about it again.

It can be said that this large group of people in the family, no matter who sets off, he is like this, and he will shout before dawn.

Song Fusheng asked him: "Aren't you sleepy?" ”

"I can squint with the babies at noon."

After dawn.

Uncle Ren's family sent chickens to the other side of the river.

The big white fat girl's house sends frozen tofu and fresh tofu to the other side of the river.

Renjia Village is also very lively today, because the patriarch Ren wants to divide the few wild boars given by Geng Liang, and the village will share the meat.

It was Ren Zijiu who came to get the meat from Ren Gongxin's family.

His dad has been catching up with the medicine jar lately, and there are two or three of the same after drinking.

His younger brother Ren Ziao is still recuperating at home, but his face is so blue that he can't go out.

His little lady was scolded by a group of old ladies and had no face to go out.

His mother-in-law prepares meals at home.

Actually, he didn't want to share the meat, but his brother came back for the New Year this year, so he had to go out and tell him.

Sure enough, there were people in the village who loved to inquire, and when they saw Ren Zijiu, they asked, "Your brother won't come back this year?" ”

Ren Zijiu breathed a sigh of relief, and his waist immediately flowed a lot: "My brother will come back at noon tomorrow." ”

"Your brother must bring a lot of retinues."

"Of course."

Song Fusheng also heard it, and thought, what is there to do. My son finally came back for the New Year, listen, it was not easy, if he wanted to change someone else's home, he had to beat this unfilial son to death.

Song Fusheng came to look for the patriarch Ren, and wanted to go to the patriarch's house to sit down, so he took a small bundle of garlic and brought a jar of tiger bone wine. When he came to the door and found that there were only women and a big wolf dog barking at the patriarch Ren's house, he turned his head and came to the ancestral hall.

When he arrived at the house of the patriarch Ren, Song Fusheng told, "Our group of people can't mess around in the first month, so they came in advance." ”

"Where do you pay so much attention, you are just blindly polite, drinking tea."

Song Fusheng thought to himself: We still have to pay attention to it, escaping the famine means that many relatives have died, let's pay attention, not to mention that we are not very happy to visit the door.

Song Fusheng didn't stay at the patriarch's house for long, because Song Fugui came again, saying that the Chen Dong family sent someone to send a New Year's gift, and Lao Sui also came.

So during the day of the twenty-nineth, Song Fusheng spent most of the time at home to receive him.

Chen Dongjia is two baskets of apples and two baskets of duck pears, this season to send this, Xiao Er said to the children to eat, the gift is very heavy.

Lao Sui brought five fur collars, and the gift was not light, and it looked like it was given by five people.

Mrs. Ma is a brown-black, Qian Peiying and Song Lingling are small white narrow-brimmed fur collars, which can be sewn on clothes directly as necklines. Song Fusheng and Mi Shou are black, and Mi Shou is not big, and there is no variegation at all.

Lao Sui sat on the kang head of Song Fusheng's house and laughed and said, his bear skin is sold, it is really sold for 100 taels, and he can have a good year if he earns a lot of money.

Sending off Lao Sui, immediately afterward, Song Fusheng also received the eldest son of his grandfather's family one after another, and asked the old man if he could get up on the kang? Hearing that he could get off the ground on crutches, Song Fusheng was also very happy.

The grandfather's family sent chickens, ducks and geese.

This old man is real, and there are thirty-five gifts in total.

The son was quite embarrassed to explain, "My father said that those who have escaped the famine are not as good as eating meat during the New Year." ”

Later, Song Fusheng also received three groups that he didn't expect, two restaurants and a group of several spice shops.

One is the nursery rhyme town restaurant, the other is the Chengnan restaurant in Fengtian City that has a long-term cooperation with Mrs. Ma, and the other is actually a spice shop in Jiaxian County, which feels like a supply relationship, but I didn't expect people to give gifts.

There are thin and thick gifts, there are candied fruit boxes, and there are longan, red dates, glutinous rice or something.

Song Fusheng gave these people, and all he returned was home-brewed rice wine and a small jar of chili sauce.

To be honest, he doesn't feel distressed about sending things, he feels sorry for the jar.

That night, when Mrs. Ma also came back with the gift given to her by the teahouse, Grandpa Song immediately organized everyone to set off.

Only children under the age of eight are left in the house.

Children who are too young are afraid that they will be weak and can see dirty things, so they will not be allowed to go.

For the rest, I have to go with him to burn paper.

This action has once again suppressed the villagers.

The group on the other side of the river, although they always went in and out, running around day by day, but they did not come to the river in large quantities.

And you see they came out of carts, a lot of them.

What's pushing? Push the yellow paper.

I don't know that I think they are trading yellow paper, but they buy so much.

That's right, the guy on the other side of the river bought a lot of yellow paper. There's no shortage of money at all.

There is no grave, so you can only draw a circle at the crossing to burn paper, and the circle drawn will be the boss.

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