Wang's face was stern, "They dare to have opinions, and my mother-in-law has the final say in this family." ”

This, these are two sets of standards!

"Grandma, you are also a mother, you will think about it with your heart." Song Qingyuan patted his heart.

"How do you feel if my mother's hard-earned money is used by my grandmother to supplement my aunt?" Song Qingyuan asked.

Wang was silent.

Song Qingyuan made persistent efforts, "So my mother can't ask for this money, and I still have something to do, I want you to help me, if you don't get this money back, I'll be embarrassed to speak." ”

"What's embarrassing about the family?" Wang smiled, "What's the matter with you?" ”

"Make things up!" Song Qingyuan Road.

"Isn't it just making things up, no problem, it's all trivial." Wang happily responded and made up a few things, but it didn't take much time.

"What do you want to make up, I'll make it up for you while I'm here these two days." Wang's Road.

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "What I want is a lot, and I can't finish it in a while." ”

"Well, that's a bit of a problem." Wang hesitated, it's no problem to make up a small thing, if they ask for a large amount, they probably don't have so much time.

When they return home, they also need to weave straw sandals to support the family.

"Yuan'er, what do you want to make up, you can tell me first." Wang's Road.

"I want a round basket the size of a palm and a rectangular basket with handles. Then I'll have some for two palm-sized baskets. Song Qingyuan went to the study and got a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and drew the outline.

"Basket weaving is the simplest." Song Qingyuan added.

"The basket is small, easy to weave, doesn't require much skill, and is much easier than straw sandals. Moreover, now that the weather is getting cooler, straw sandals are not easy to sell even if they are made up. ”

"That's ......" Wang nodded, and she also thought about the straw sandals.

So their family is planning to make up a batch to sell before the weather is completely cool.

"And how many of these baskets do you want? If you're not in a hurry...... Wait for us to finish weaving straw sandals and make a small basket for you. Wang said.

"I'm in a hurry...... Song Qingyuan said, "I'll give you a penny for three small baskets......"

"No, no, it's just a few small baskets for money!" Wang Shi hurriedly shook his head and interrupted Song Qingyuan's words.

"Grandma, listen to me......" Song Qingyuan smiled, "I need a lot, less than thousands, more than tens of thousands." ”

"So many ......," two exclamations rang out.

Wang and Li looked at Song Qingyuan in disbelief at the same time.

"Yuan'er, what do you want so many small baskets for? At this point, you can't hold anything. Li asked, secretly frightened, how much does it cost to have tens of thousands of small baskets?

Wang was also shocked by Song Qingyuan's generosity, tens of thousands of small baskets, "Yuan'er, are you joking with grandma?" ”

"Nope!" Song Qingyuan shook his head solemnly, took out a tael of silver and put it in Wang's hand, "This is a deposit, I hope my grandmother can send it to me as soon as possible." ”

"It has to be fast!" Song Qingyuan emphasized.

"If you don't have enough manpower, you can find some people in the village and ask them to make it up, and you will collect four pennies from them."

"That way you can make a difference."

Song Qingyuan looked at the Wang family after speaking.

The Wang family had long been shocked by Song Qingyuan's serious rhetoric, and he didn't know whether to believe it or not, the garden was so small, but looking at the silver in his hand, the Wang family knew that Song Qingyuan was serious.

"Okay, leave this matter to me, I won't make the difference." Wang's Road.

Song Qingyuan smiled, "Grandma, I will also collect small baskets in our village, four pennies per penny." ”

"Four pennies is the external price, you help me collect it, and I will calculate the money for you according to three pennies." Song Qingyuan explained.

Wang is not stupid, and suddenly understood Song Qingyuan's intentions, this is to give her benefits.

But......

Seeing that Wang hesitated, Li pouted, "Mother, what Yuan'er said, what do you do, Yuan'er is a little rich man, not bad for money." ”

"Grandma, if you don't do it, I will find someone else to do it, and I will also give this price. It's just that I'm more at ease looking for you. Song Qingyuan said.

The small basket must be collected by someone, who is not looking for it, the Li family is closer.

When Wang heard Song Qingyuan say this, he immediately nodded in agreement, "That's okay." ”

"It's just Yuan'er, don't spend it if you have money, if you can't sell that little basket...... "What a neat thing!" Wang looked worriedly.

"It's okay, I've got something else to do."

............

Two days later, the Song family's corn kernels were rubbed, and the Li family's four helpers were over.

agreed with Song Qingyuan on the first pick-up time, Erlang came to pick up the goods, and the four of them were ready to go home.

It just so happened that Old Man Song was also planning to return to the county, and Song Chengzhong was also going to send Sun and Song Qinglian to live in Qingyang Town for a while.

So, everyone found an ox cart and walked all the way.

After walking for a while, Song Chengyi chased after him, got into the ox cart with a dead face, and went to the county with Old Man Song.

Song Qingyuan called the remaining people of the Song family, pushed the cart, carried the basket, and entered Mao'er Mountain.

At this time, the hawthorn trees on Mao'er Mountain were already full of red hawthorns.

Erlang, Sanlang, and Song Chengli climbed the tree with their hands and feet, and beat down with a stick.

Others are just picking up hawthorns below.

A basket of hawthorn was transported back to the Song family and placed under the wooden window of the second room.

After finishing their work here, Song Qingmo and Song Qingrong greeted Song Qingyuan and entered the kitchen.

In the past two days, the family has been busy, and their jujube cake business has also stopped.

Now it's time to pick up this business again.

Song Qingyuan entered the upper room.

Sitting on the edge of the kang, Song Qingyuan said, "Milk, I want my third uncle to help me make a batch of wooden molds." ”

Zhou raised his eyelids, "Tell your third uncle yourself, if your third uncle can you agree." ”

Song Qingyuan grinned and grabbed Zhou's arm, "The third uncle is good to me, and he will definitely agree." ”

"But I always use the manpower of my family to help me earn private money, and it's not like that......" Song Qingyuan looked at Zhou's expression.

It's okay once or twice, but there are too many times, and Zhou will inevitably have opinions in his heart, the old lady is not a good-tempered person.

Song Qingyuan was not ready to squander the goodwill he had accumulated with great difficulty.

"And what do you mean?" Zhou asked.

"I pay, the third uncle works for me, and I give the third uncle money." Song Qingyuan said with a smile, "Our family is in charge of milk, and the third uncle earns money, and it is also handed over to milk, so I came directly to discuss with milk." ”

"I need a batch of wooden molds, and I also need to use the stove and firewood at home." Song Qingyuan took out a hundred yuan and handed it to Zhou, and said his request.

Zhou looked at the hundred yuan, and his eyes flashed with satisfaction, the two girls in the third room have used the kitchen at home for so long, and they have never paid.

"Okay, you bring your third uncle, I'll tell him." Zhou's expression was happy and he said happily.

Looking at Zhou's face, Song Qingyuan couldn't help but be glad that she did the right thing.

When I used to make soap, I used the kitchen and firewood at home, and the old lady didn't have no opinions, but she didn't say anything in her heart.

Song Qingyuan secretly guessed.