Song Qingyuan took out five cents and put it in Li's hand.

"It's just five words!" Li pouted in disgust.

"Five Wen a day!" Song Qingyuan Road.

Li's eyes lit up, "Give me five texts a day?" ”

Song Qingyuan nodded, "Hmm! In the future, I will give you five cents a day for pocket money, but ......"

"I know! I know! Lee's head nodded like a rattle, "But I have to be obedient, I can't steal, right?" ”

"Yes!" Song Qingyuan sighed secretly; Her mother's cleverness, why can't she use the right place.

"Yuan'er, don't worry, my mother is the most well-behaved, I will definitely listen to you." Li grinned, showed a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and counted with his fingers, "Five wen a day, a month is ...... One hundred and fifty texts. ”

"Haha! Ha ha! Li hugged the quilt and stole fun, "Bang! He kissed Song Qingyuan on the face.

"My girl is so nice!" Li said with a smile.

Song Qingyuan rubbed his face and pouted; It's not her good, it's the money!

"Pocket money can be given to you, but if you steal again, the pocket money will be gone." Song Qingyuan emphasized.

"Don't steal, don't steal!" Li Shi repeatedly held his hand, "I definitely won't steal it." ”

Holding up two fingers, "I swear, if I steal something, I'll get a sore on the top of my head and ...... on my heel"

"That's it! All right! Song Qingyuan waved his hand impatiently, "You just have to keep it in mind." ”

Song Qingyuan got up, a big meat ball pounced over and hugged her leg, "Sister, I'm also obedient, I don't steal, I also want pocket money." ”

"Sister! Sister! Sister! Shiro hugged Song Qingyuan's leg and sprinkled coquettishly.

This San Lang also walked in, and it turned out that when the two were talking just now, San Lang was outside the door.

"Do you want pocket money for the third brother?" Song Qingyuan said with a smile.

"I don't want it! I don't want it! San Lang hurriedly lowered his head embarrassedly, "The rice paper you bought for me is enough for me to use for a while, and I have no place to spend money." ”

"I can still copy books......" Saburo's ears turned red.

It's not as good as his sister, which makes him very ashamed.

"Alright then!" Song Qingyuan smiled, their little seedling didn't grow crooked, it was very good.

looked at the big meat ball in his arms, and said secretly; This one is crooked.

"If you want pocket money, you can!" Song Qingyuan pinched Shiro's chubby face, "As long as you write a hundred big characters a day, I will reward you with a penny." ”

"Huh?" Shiro's chubby face wrinkled, "Sister, let's change it." ”

"Otherwise, I'll sweep the floor, I'll feed the pigs, I'll do the laundry......" Shiro pleaded pitifully.

Song Qingyuan was amused, the bear child would rather work than study.

said with a straight face, "No, you can only be rewarded for studying obediently now." ”

"Alright then...... Shiro lowered his head.

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

Two jujube trees, nestled against each other, stood in the courtyard of the Song family.

At this time, the full of red dates hangs on the tree, which is particularly gratifying.

San Lang climbed to the tree and knocked on the branches, Song Qingyuan, Song Qingmo, Song Qingrong, and Shiro picked it up below.

"Yuan'er, get me a soap horn!" Song Chengzhong walked over and said.

...... Song Qingyuan's face was black.

"Uncle, soap horn thirty-five pieces a piece, you go to the shop and buy it yourself, I won't run errands for you." Song Qingyuan Road.

"Don't you have a soaphorn?" Song Chengzhong looked at Song Qingyuan suspiciously.

Sun told him, Yuan'er, I made the soap horn out by myself.

Song Qingyuan handed the dates to Song Qingmo and said, "When I give it, it is not uncommon for the eldest aunt and Sister Lian'er to give it. ”

"I won't give it now."

"I won't give it again!" Song Qingyuan said solemnly.

"This ......" Song Chengzhong frowned, and this stubble, Sun didn't tell him!

Song Chengzhong straightened his face, turned his back and said, "Yuan'er, it's all a family......

Before the words fell, Song Qingyuan shouted at the second room, "Mother, my uncle came to ask me for soaphorns......

"Bang!" Li pushed the door open, and the powerful door creaked.

rushed to Song Chengzhong, "What's the matter, do you want my soap?" ”

"What are you ......" Song Chengzhong didn't finish his words.

"Why are you so shameless!" Li spat at the mouthful, "If you want to soap horns, your own daughter is going, what are you doing here!" ”

"The face is bigger than the washbasin." Li scolded.

"I'm still a scholar, bah!" Li Shi gouged out Song Chengzhong with his eyes.

"I'm her uncle, what's wrong with asking her for a soap horn?" Song Chengzhong straightened his chest.

"What's wrong? No way! Li pinched his waist, "You don't have a son or a daughter, is your daughter stupid, or stupid!" You need your niece to be filial to you! ”

"My family still has to be filial to my father, and I don't have time to take care of you." Li snorted coldly.

"You...... You ......" Song Cheng turned his back on his hand loyally, "the foolish woman is unreasonable!" ”

Song Qingyuan chuckled, "If the uncle thinks that my mother is unreasonable, go to my father." ”

"If my father agrees, I'll give the soap to my uncle." Song Qingyuan said confidently, it's no wonder that the scumbag father will agree.

"Humph!" Song Chengzhong snorted coldly, threw up his sleeves and left.

Obviously, he knew his own brother better.

"Uncle is angry." Song Qingmo smiled gloatingly.

pouted, "I can't get used to the uncle's lofty appearance, always holding the elders' shelf, teaching this and that." ”

"I can't get used to it!" Song Qingyuan should be in harmony.

If Song Chengzhong is upright, he can still say it, but his own body is not right, how can he be qualified to say others.

"Let's go, let's make jujube cakes and ......" Song Qingyuan pulled Song Qingmo into the kitchen.

Wash the dates, remove the pits, chop them, add noodles and add water......

After being busy for a while, a large pot of jujube cake came out of the pot in the steaming heat.

"I'll try it!" Song Qingmo couldn't wait to pull off a piece.

Put it in your mouth, "Uh-huh, um, delicious!" Delicious! Song Qingmo nodded again and again.

It would be better if you put eggs and brown sugar, Song Qingyuan said secretly.

Song Qingmo cut the jujube cake into many small pieces and said, "I'll take it for them to taste." ”

After speaking, Song Qingmo ran out with a basin.

The people in the second and third rooms sat under the jujube tree, eating one by one, and Song Qingrong also sent a piece to the Zhou family.

"Mo'er, give your uncle and they will send a few pieces over." Song Chengli said.

Song Qingmo didn't look over, "I don't!" ”

"Mo'er, our family eats, so I won't give you Uncle them, this ...... "It's not good-looking!" Song Chengli looked at his daughter discussively.

"I won't give it!" Song Qingmo pouted, "The jujube cake is made with my money, and I can give it to whoever I want." ”

"Mo'er, isn't there a big pot yet, you can send them a little ......" Ye persuaded.

"Mother, it's not easy for me to make money......" Song Qingmo had a dark face.

"It's all because my mother is incompetent...... Ye Shi shut up, taking her daughter's hard-earned money as a favor, she can't open this mouth.

"Mo'er, this one is so delicious! Give the second aunt another piece? Li smiled shyly.

Song Qingmo's mouth was high, and she didn't want to give it, but ......

"For Yuan'er's sake!" Song Qingmo handed over a piece.

Li smiled, "It's still my daughter's big face!" ”

At this moment, a loud voice came from outside.

"Big sister, are you at home?"