After the Dragon Boat Festival, it is too hot for a few days, and the sun only gets hot before and after the middle of the day, and it begins to heat up slowly not long after the two days have passed, and it is already hot by the time.

As the weather gets hotter, there are a lot fewer people going out, and their stalls and businesses have also been affected a lot.

Song Yu sat under the stall and shook the fan with his bare arms, the sweat on his forehead and neck seemed to flow like a heavy rain, and he had to wipe it with a sweat towel from time to time.

"It's so hot now, and I don't know what the heat will be like when I go back." Han Qiu was similar to Song Jiu, with a sad face: "Now that the business is so hot that the business has faded a lot, I'm afraid it will have to be with the northwest wind if it continues like this." ”

The person who set up the stall next to him heard it and echoed it and said yes, it is better to stay at home if it goes on like this. Otherwise, no one will buy it when it is put out, and it will be all broken and you will lose a lot!

The morning is almost over, and the business is nothing, which is not only a lot lighter than before, but it is more appropriate to say that there is no directly. I can't sell it and put it for a short time, and I can't finish eating it myself, so I can only watch the meat go bad, and it's not distressing that the vegetables are dying.

Han Qiu put a lot of positions with the people nearby, and he looked back after not hearing Song Jiu's voice for a long time, but saw Song Jiu looking at the scorching sun in the sky, his brows furrowed.

Han Qiu wiped his sweat and glanced up, and asked Song Jiu what was wrong with his face, he was sad, shouldn't it!

They don't have much business, but Song Jiu is much better than them.

Because of the relationship between the braised pork, there are still so many sporadic customers in front of Song Jiu's stall to buy braised pork, especially the spicy braised pork is very attractive. Moreover, if Song Jiu didn't sell out the pork, he could take it back and make it into braised meat, and then sell it the next day, as if they could only put it there and pray that it wouldn't spoil.

Speaking of which, Han Qiu was also very envious.

"Looking at the posture of the Heavenly Master, I don't know how long it will be sunny, and if it continues like this, the crops in the field will suffer. Maybe I'm thinking too much, and maybe the sky will change when it happens. Song Yu wiped the sweat on his neck with a sweat towel.

Han Qiu laughed at Song Jiu's idle eating duck eggs and didn't worry about it, they didn't have an acre and three points of land at home, so they didn't know what to do.

Song Jiu didn't say anything after hearing this, closed his eyes and shook his fan and pretended to sleep.

Just when he was squinting comfortably, Han Qiu next to him called out twice: "Brother, your broken relative is here again." ”

Song Jiu opened his eyes and looked over, and saw Jiang Zhichang sitting not far away with a stick talking to some people, pointing here from time to time. Song Jiu knew that most of the time Jiang Zhichang was talking about what happened to his nephew-in-law, he really couldn't understand how idle this person was, he was as idle as a long-tongued woman, just messing around there all day without doing anything.

"Don't go to a lesson? Let him talk nonsense anywhere? Seeing that Song Jiu glanced straight and closed his eyes, Han Qiu asked a little unbearably.

"Too lazy to talk to him." Song Yu knew what Jiang Zhichang's idea was, but he only looked down on him when he knew it. There is no business left and right these days, so go with him and see who can't survive whom.

Seeing that Song Jiu didn't say anything, Han Qiu was an outsider and could not say anything, he glanced at Jiang Zhichang, who was chatting enthusiastically, and pursed his lips, and his eyes were also disdainful.

Song Yu squinted for a while and saw that no one was coming to the vegetable market, so he simply closed the stall. Jiang Zhichang couldn't talk anymore when he saw people leave, and he couldn't talk anymore when he looked at the empty stalls, not to mention how depressed he was.

has been here for a few days in a row, and it has also disturbed Song Jiu's business, he thought that according to Song Jiu's temperament, he would definitely fight with himself, and no matter how bad he was, he would have to threaten himself or something, so it would be good to climb up the pole. turned out to be good, the other party ignored him, and let him sink without a single stone thrown into the sea.

Song Jiu didn't care what he thought in his heart, he took the stall, walked around the town, bought a watermelon, and went back.

When people arrived home, Wan Ge was sitting in front of the hall making clothes, and when she saw Song Jiu coming back, she was surprised and asked, why did she come back so early today? In the past, people didn't get food until they arrived, but now it's almost an hour early.

"When the weather was hot, the business was not good, so I simply collected the things and came back." Song Jiu didn't tell Wange about her uncle going to make trouble in the past few days, but only brought out the unsold braised pork and put it on the table, so that Wange could make a soup or stir-fry a side dish at noon, and eat it. Otherwise, the braised pork can't be eaten in Ming'er, it's a pity that it's bad.

"There's so much left, it looks like we'll have to get less in the future." Wan Ge put down the clothes in his hand, looked at the table and said sadly, looking at about two or three catties of braised pork on the table.

In fact, in the past two days, it has become hot, and she has made a lot less braised meat, so I am afraid that she will not be able to sell it out. Today, Song Jiu only went to the town for twelve or thirteen catties, and it was sold out in the first moment, and now there are two or three catties left.

"Summer is understandable, too." Song Jiu put the basket in the corner of the hall and handed over the money earned today to Wan Ge every day: "We are all better, less is less but there are also earnings, and the other people's ones are light." ”

Ten catties of braised pork remove the cost, but you can still earn a few hundred dollars, which is very good.

"Yes." Wan Ge sighed and put the money bag away.

A few hundred is a lot, but in the past, she didn't know how long it would take to earn so much.

"But in the future, I will probably have to stop selling pork, and at most I will sell some braised pork." Song Jiu lifted the teapot on the table and poured himself a bowl of water and drank it in one gulp: "It's just the right time to take a look at the shops in the town, and if it's suitable, take it down." ”

"It's fine." Wan Ge nodded and sat back on the stool, picked up the needle and thread and continued to make clothes. Song Jiu also moved a chair and sat next to him, lazily fanning the fan while watching the evening song and making clothes, the atmosphere was quiet and indescribably leisurely.

It's just that compared with them, others are just tired and worried.

God is in a good mood every day, and the crops in the field are dying, and the crops are frowning, and they only hope that it will rain a little in two days, otherwise the water in the field will be dried.

It's just that it backfired, and this sunny day is half a month. In many fields, most of the water was directly dried away, and the farmers could not sit still, so they took buckets of water from the river and poured it into the fields. Under the big sun, stepping on the sun and rolling. The path of the hot crack, picking back and forth.

And in the past half a month, Song Jiu has gone to the town a lot less, even if he goes, he only sells a few catties of braised meat, as long as he sees that the weather is hot, he will clean up the stall and leave, without delay. People don't bother to go to the back, so they just stay at home and relax.

It's Jiang Zhichang who squats on time every morning, but after squatting for a long time, Song Jiu didn't come, and he was so angry that he couldn't do it.

Han Qiu, they couldn't get used to him for a long time, but today when they saw people coming again, they sneered and asked Jiang Zhichang again! Jiang Zhichang ignored it and found a place to sit down.

Seeing this, Han Qiu didn't care, and crossed his legs and said that he had run for nothing again today, and Song Jiu didn't come.

"If you want me to say, what do you mean by this, arranging other people all day long, turning over and turning over are all those. My ears are callousing, eh, when will I hear a new trick! After saying that, Han Qiu laughed, and the people next to him also laughed when they heard it. Hearing this, Jiang Zhichang got up and looked at Han Qiu in annoyance, his hand clenching the stick tightly. Son, that posture is like rushing up to fight with someone.

"Hey, I'm trying to find fault!" Han Qiu stood up and stepped on the bench with one foot, rolled up his sleeves and stared at Jiang Zhichang, that was not false at all, Jiang Zhichang was even a little eager to try. Business is not good these days, and there is nothing else to do here except chatting, so I am so idle.

Jiang Zhichang's eyes flashed, he snorted, turned around and left.

Han Qiu was stunned for a moment, and then pouted a sentence of cowardice to his grandson.

"You're going to trouble someone again."

Jiang Zhichang heard Rong Yun's voice as soon as he stepped into the courtyard when he got home, and his heart was so dry that he said to her impatiently: "What are you doing in charge of your mother-in-law's family." ”

Rong Yun looked at Jiang Zhichang who walked in front of him with a wardrobe: "I don't want to care, it's just that it's not raining now, and we have to go to the ditch to fetch water in the field, otherwise we won't have anything to eat this year." "Rong Yun is angry in her heart when she says this, how can it be like Jiang Zhichang who doesn't care when he hears it, just do what he says, and it will be useless if it doesn't rain if he doesn't carry water. It's better to rest at home and save some energy.

"Don't worry, when I get the silver from Song Jiu, I'm afraid that I won't be able to drink the northwest wind this year." When he said this, don't look at Jiang Zhichang's waist straight, but his heart is empty.

How could Rong Yun not know, but she was so angry that she was clear: "If I can get you to run to the town every day, so that you don't listen to Jiang Cheng's words, you have to listen." Is Song Jiu so easy to talk and make people pit? Have you forgotten how your leg was broken? ”

Song Jiu is the kind of person who doesn't eat hard and soft at first glance, and you can only get a ghost if you toss it. But he just didn't listen, and went to the town every morning after dinner, and didn't care about the farm work at home.

As the only man in the family, he doesn't think about trying to earn money, and runs around the town all day long, not caring about their mother and daughter's life or death, just trying to be happy. Let's not talk about whether he can get benefits from Song Jiu, even if he gets it, Rong Yun will not believe that Jiang Zhichang will take out the silver.

was poked in the foot, Jiang Zhichang immediately went crazy, and said that Rong Yun, a woman, knows everything, where is it all nonsense. Just work hard, cook the meals, clean up the house, and I'm too lazy to listen to her with so many words.

"I'm tired and go sleep for a while, make a meal and call me." Jiang Zhichang closed the door with a straight face and went to sleep.

Rong Yun stared at the dilapidated wooden door that was closed for a long time before taking it back, took a deep breath, turned her back with a calm face, and went to the river to wash clothes with a wardrobe.