"I'm alone, what's the trouble?"

Lin Qingmiao hung her head, the movements in her hands did not decrease, and she played Yingluo quickly, and soon a red Yingluo took shape in her hand.

Rao is a person like Qin Xiang who doesn't like to admit defeat, and she has to admit that her ability to do handicrafts is a big difference compared with an ancient person like Lin Qingmiao.

"I'm a friend of you, you can't hide from me what happened."

When Qin Xiang saw her like this, he felt more and more that she had something to hide from herself.

"My sister-in-law introduced me to a ...... They wanted me to remarry. ”

Lin Qingmiao hung her head down, her long bangs blocked her eyes, and she couldn't see her demeanor, but she knew that she was unhappy when she heard her tone.

"If you don't want to, then forget it, can they force you to remarry? If it is difficult to maintain life, come to me, I have a lot of work in the Zhuangzi. ”

After all, Qin Xiang is a modern person, and his way of thinking is not the same as that of the ancients, so after hearing the news, he immediately said what he thought.

She thinks that even if she is a woman, she can be self-reliant, just like Cui Niang and Chunmei, there is no need to be dependent on men.

Lin Qingmiao sighed and nodded at Qin Xiang, in fact, what she needed was not someone to help her, but to need someone to give her some courage and let her continue to persevere.

She had been widowed for four years, and no one had said anything at first, but after three years of filial piety, the gossip became more and more.

During this time, she had seen a lot of people, pointing fingers at her, and the left was just some rumors that she had hooked up with men from the neighboring villages.

Although she is not afraid of shadows, she will inevitably be depressed after a long time.

"It's the same everywhere you are, you don't have to stay here, right?"

Qin Xiang saw her thoughts and said a little helplessly.

Lin Qingmiao's eyes flashed before he nodded, and then the two of them began to work in silence.

Seeing that it was almost dark, Qin Xiang comforted Lin Qingmiao a few words, and left in a hurry with his things.

In the next few days, she was busy with her family's affairs, and she didn't go to Lin Qingmiao's house much, and when she met Lin Qingmiao again, she saw that she had moved into the county.

Now she lives with her brother and sister-in-law, behind the butcher's shop not far from Qin Xiang's stall.

Seeing that her face was still good, Qin Xiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then his eyes fell on the child in Lin Qingmiao's arms.

"This is my nephew, he looks cute." Lin Qingmiao gently touched the boy's head and said with a smile.

Qin Xiang nodded, seeing that Lin Qingmiao still didn't get down to business, she didn't continue to ask, but moved a stool and beckoned Lin Qingmiao to come over to sit, while she continued to concentrate on selling fried chicken.

After a while, Lin Qingmiao couldn't help but ask, "Qin Xiang, I said don't be angry. ”

"You want to ask me how this fried chicken is made, I could have inquired about this matter from Aunt Liu, but it's a pity that Aunt Liu never makes others feel better so easily, so you can only come and ask me."

Qin Xiang sighed helplessly.

She knew that it was not Lin Qingmiao who wanted to know about it, but Lin Qingmiao's brother and sister-in-law.

Since Lin Qingmiao moved to the city to live with her brother and sister-in-law, she definitely couldn't hide the matter of oil refining.

Therefore, my brother and sister-in-law are not stupid, so they can naturally guess that Qin Xiang must have some important role in buying these undelicious things.

It's also certain to let her talk, after all, the huge profits of fried chicken are here, and the chicken made by several other people who imitate Qin Xiang's fried chicken is not as good as what she makes.

It's just that Lin Qingmiao is not a person who can speak well, so before she finished speaking, Qin Xiang had already seen her thoughts.

"The lard I sold from you is one of the ingredients used to make fried chicken."

Qin Xiang said, and deliberately picked up a piece of fried chicken, dipped it in a little material, and stuffed it into the boy's mouth.

After the boy ate a piece, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he grabbed Qin Xiang's sleeve and said, "Get me another piece!" ”

"Xiaobao, don't make trouble, this is something that your Aunt Qin used to sell for money!"

Seeing this, Lin Qingmiao hurriedly spoke, for fear that Qin Xiang would be angry.

"That'll give you money." As he spoke, the boy took out a few copper plates from his pocket, and at first glance it was his private money, and handed it to Qin Xiang.

Qin Xiang couldn't help but smile, and after taking the copper plate, he deliberately took a few more pieces of fried chicken and handed them to him.

Seeing this, Lin Qingmiao took two pieces of fried chicken to him, and wrapped the rest carefully in oiled paper, and said with a straight face: "You can only eat so much, and you can't digest it if you eat too much." ”

The boy seemed to be a little afraid of Lin Qingmiao, so he didn't dare to say anything, and the few pieces in his hand were enough for him to eat.

Lin Qingmiao was originally forced by her brother and sister-in-law to ask such a mouth, she didn't expect to get the secret recipe for fried chicken from Qin Xiang at all.

Therefore, after asking casually, the two chatted a few more words, and seeing that Qin Xiang had sold all his things, Lin Qingmiao went back with the boy in his arms.

Qin Xiang closed the stall, went to buy a few pieces of cotton cloth, and took them home, although the cotton clothes have been made in the past few days, but the quilt has not been made.

She couldn't buy these just to make quilts, and as soon as she walked to the door with the fabric, she saw Han Ziyan sitting at the door with a stiff face, looking very unhappy.

"Ziyan, what's wrong?"

Qin Xiang walked over with some curiosity, and saw Han Ziyan immediately get up and angrily snort at the room.

"Grandma came and brought ...... Cousin. ”

Although Han Ziyan still couldn't fully accept Qin Xiang, comparatively speaking, he hated Han Qianqian, who had never had a good face for them.

Therefore, every time Han Qianqian came over, he was very unhappy, but he couldn't do anything, so he could only sulk beside him.

"What is this?" Han Ziyan's eyes flashed and he pointed to the cloth in Qin Xiang's hand.

"This one is for quilts, you can take it to the Westinghouse first."

As soon as Qin Xiang's words fell, Han Ziyan snatched the fabric, but did not take it into the house, but put it in the warehouse.

Looking at his appearance, he knew that he didn't want Han Qianqian and his grandmother to see these materials.

Qin Xiang couldn't cry or laugh a little, and he also understood in his heart that although these two little groups didn't say anything, they were actually quite disgusted that his grandmother came to the house to play the autumn breeze.

After he ran back, Qin Xiang took him into the east house, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the old lady and Han Qianqian sitting on the kang.

While drinking tea, the two were eating the dim sum that Qin Xiang bought for the two small groups, and they didn't know what they were chatting about, and they chatted very happily.

And Han Tongtong stood at the table with a small face and helped pour tea, looking like an angry little girl.

Thinking about it just now, Han Ziyan knew that she was coming back, and he deliberately waited for her outside, just to remind her that the old lady was coming.

As soon as Qin Xiang entered the door, the eyes of the two sitting on the kang looked at her together, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Gollum......

At this time, Han Tongtong's stomach suddenly screamed a few times, she looked at Qin Xiang in embarrassment, and rubbed her stomach.

Qin Xiang touched her head, took out another plate of peanut and walnut cake from the cabinet, and put it on the table for the two small dumplings to eat.

The old lady glanced at the snacks on the table, and her face immediately revealed a look of displeasure.

These snacks were bought by Qin Xiang for the two small dumplings at home, after all, the two small dumplings are young and eat on time three times a day, so there are still a few pieces left.

"Old man, this is a dim sum bought from the county, your conditions are not good, why do you still spend this spare money."

The old lady grabbed a piece of dim sum and ate two bites, and then taught with a cold face.

Qin Xiang sat next to her, with a smile on the corner of her mouth all the time, she would not let others say that she gave the elders a face.

"What the old lady said is that I won't buy it in the future, and I will have time to make snacks for my children to eat, so that I can save a lot of silver."

Qin Xiang would not quarrel with the old lady, even if she won the quarrel, it would be no good for her.

"You must have made a lot of money lately, otherwise where would you have the money to buy snacks to eat?"

Han Qianqian rolled her eyes at this time, as if she was very dissatisfied with her being rich.

"I don't make much money, not to mention that I have to save up to repair the house, which is a little broken."

Qin Xiang directly blocked the words, what other uses did her money have, and she didn't plan to give it to others.

"Listen, as if I'm afraid I'll ask them for money."

The old lady poked the ground with her crutches, making a thumping sound, and the coldness on her face increased a little.

As he spoke, he heard a sound of footsteps outside, Qin Xiang glanced out and saw that Han Yunxiao had already returned with his prey.

He looked a little embarrassed, after all, after staying in the mountains for two days, he must not be able to eat and sleep well.

However, his face remained calm, and he did not drag his prey in the slightest.

"Xianggong, my mother is here."

Seeing this, Qin Xiang hurriedly poured a glass of water for Han Yunxiao, handed it to him with the water, and said with a smile.

Han Yunxiao dried up the water in one gulp and walked towards the room, and Qin Xiang hurriedly handed him two corn tortillas when he saw this.

"Boss, what did you hunt this time?"

When the old lady saw Han Yunxiao enter the door, her eyes suddenly lit up, and her face revealed a little joy.

Qin Xiang couldn't help frowning, and it was not difficult to guess what she was thinking now with her knees.

The son walked for two days as soon as he entered the mountain, and finally came back, and he hadn't even eaten a serious meal, but she didn't care, only asked what he had hunted.

If Qin Xiang hadn't inherited the memory of the original owner and knew that this was Han Yunxiao's mother-in-law, she would definitely think that the old lady in front of her was Han Yunxiao's stepmother.

"I went far this time, so I hunted more things, a deer, three rabbits, and two snakes."

Han Yunxiao didn't intend to hide it, after all, the things were placed outside, and his mother must have seen it when he came in.

"There are no pheasants this time, your brother and daughter-in-law are not in good health, so you still have to eat more chickens to replenish your body."

When the old lady heard that she had hunted these things, the expression on her face instantly changed from joy to disappointment.

It's just that Qin Xiang clearly saw the color of ecstasy in the old lady's eyes.

"Mother, there is still one chicken left from the Zhuangzi I brought from Zhuangzi, why don't you take it to make up for your brother-in-law's body, if you didn't say it earlier, if you said it earlier, I would have taken it for you!"

Qin Xiang didn't wait for Han Yunxiao to speak, he had already taken the lead in speaking.

The old lady glared at Qin Xiang fiercely, she originally wanted the deer, but the deer was very valuable.

At least more than before pheasants.