"My grandmother didn't say anything about sister-in-law!" Song Qingyuan took over.

"My grandmother is talking about the shameless person who comes to talk to the little baby."

"Why does the little mountain sister-in-law still scold herself."

Xiaoshan's sister-in-law was slightly stunned, "Oops! "Twist your waist," just a few words to the little baby, why did it become a cliché. ”

Song Qingyuan smiled slightly, "Sister-in-law Xiaoshan ......."

"Yuan'er, come back quickly, don't bother with those who don't care." Zhou glared at the little mountain sister-in-law and shouted at Song Qingyuan.

"Old lady, you have to make this clear, I don't have to adjust." Xiaoshan's sister-in-law pinched her waist and glared at Zhou.

"Sneaking out to other people's doors every day is something that a person who is in tune can do." Zhou snorted coldly, carried two packages in one hand, and entered the house.

After the package on the car was unloaded, Song Qingyuan and others also followed into the courtyard.

Erlang went out to return the carriage, and when he passed by Sister-in-law Xiaoshan, he smiled evilly and said, "Sister-in-law Xiaoshan is the most tune-in." ”

"Especially when it's on the stack."

"Tsk!" Erlang touched his chin and glanced at Sister-in-law Xiaoshan's chest, "I'll take a few brothers to support Sister-in-law Xiaoshan another day." ”

"You...... You ......" Xiaoshan's sister-in-law stretched out her white finger and pointed at Erlang, trembling with anger.

Annoyed, he stomped his foot, turned and ran home.

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

The Song family went to the house, large and small packages, dozens of packages, and the kang was full.

Erlang handed the remaining copper plate to Zhou.

Find a relatively large one in the package, open it, and say to Song Qingyuan, "This is a good cloth you asked me to buy, I pulled two feet." ”

Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand and tried it, feeling that the fabric was not bad.

Zhou Shi glanced at it, "What are you doing with the good cloth, this rag can be made into flowers, and it is cheap." ”

"Always make something good and sell it to the rich man." Song Qingyuan explained.

Zhou nodded, agreeing with Song Qingyuan's statement.

Erlang saw that he had nothing to do, so he left the upper room.

The rag head arrived, and the work of Li, Song Qingyuan, and Song Qingmo also began.

The big cloth head cuts the big flowers, and the small cloth head cuts the small flowers, even the long strips of rags, which can also be sewn and wrapped on the straw hat.

Holding the straw hats sewn by the Zhou family, the three of them began to get busy.

Li picked out the rags, cut the flowers, and Song Qingyuan spliced them together to design the flower shape.

Song Qingmo, Song Qingrong, Song Qinglian and others occasionally give advice on how to design better.

The young girl had an active mind and gave Song Qingyuan a lot of advice.

Song Qinglian and Song Qingrong also occasionally stopped sewing straw hats to design their favorite patterns.

Each of them designed a straw hat for themselves.

Just wait for the day of the sale to take it out for proofing.

"Yuan'er, look like this, doesn't it look good together?"

"It's still so good-looking, and it's so expensive."

"I still like the little star."

"I like this moon crooked." Several girls expressed their opinions and discussed with laughter.

For a while, laughter and laughter continued to come out, and the family was happy and happy.

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

In the blink of an eye, a few days have passed, and the straw hats in the Song family's study have been piled up.

More than 1,000 straw hats of different styles are densely packed.

During this period, there were constantly people trying to find out the news of the Song family's braids, but fortunately, the Song family was tight-lipped inside.

Aunt Chunlai also came to look for the Li family a few times, but before she could enter the courtyard gate, she was sent away by the Li family.

As the number of braids received continued to increase, and the money in his hand continued to decrease, Zhou couldn't sit still.

"Yuan'er, it's almost over, it's time to sell ......," Zhou said.

If she doesn't sell it again, she won't have the money to collect the braids.

Song Qingyuan thought for a while, "Okay, let's start selling it tomorrow." ”

One is that they have enough straw hats in their hands.

The second is that the family is really running out of money to collect braids.

Unless she takes out her private money.

She didn't want this yet.

"Tomorrow is the day of the market in the towns, and we will start selling tomorrow." Song Qingyuan made the final decision.

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

The moon stars are scarce, and the Song family is in the room.

Old Man Song was finally tossed back from the town by them.

Looking at the room full of straw hats, Old Man Song was shocked and speechless.

A look of pride flashed in Zhou's eyes, "Da Lang, San Lang, Yuan'er, have you counted?" How many straw hats are there? ”

"Milk, five hundred and eighty-one on my side." Song Qingyuan replied.

"I've got six hundred and twenty-three here." Da Lang said.

"I've got five hundred and thirty-seven here." Saburo said.

"Then these straw hats add up to ......," Saburo calculated.

"One thousand seven hundred and forty-one!" Song Qingyuan's voice sounded.

San Lang looked at Song Qingyuan in shock, his mental arithmetic was very fast, but he didn't expect Yuan'er to be faster than him.

If Yuan'er is a man......

Song Qingyuan didn't have time to pay attention to San Lang's shock, and said loudly, "Milk, we have a total of 1,741 straw hats. ”

"This is an old ......," Zhou's eyes flashed with joy.

Others' eyes were filled with joy.

"You ...... You guys ...... these days," Old Man Song looked at in shock.

For a moment, he wondered what had happened to him in the days he wasn't at home.

How can there be a room full of beautiful straw hats?

And the harmonious atmosphere between his family, isn't that what he looks forward to day and night?

"What, I'm stupid!" Zhou glanced at Old Man Song.

"This is what we did these days, and we are planning to sell it, you give it to the palm of your hand?"

"You all did it yourself?" Old Man Song asked incredulously.

"It's not, the braids are collected from the villagers...... "Zhou explained the braids and straw hats to Old Man Song.

"You did a good job." Old Man Song nodded approvingly.

looked at Zhou's eyes, with satisfaction.

I really didn't expect that the Zhou family still had this courage.

Zhou raised his head and glanced at Old Man Song, I still use you to praise!

Old Man Song smiled, a warm current flowed through his chest, looking at his family like this, he was really happy.

"Then how to sell straw hats next, do you have a charter?" Old Man Song looked at Song Chengzhong with his eyes.

In his heart, the eldest son is the one who is in charge of the family.

"This ...... This one...... Tomorrow is the day of the market, and it must be sold in the town. Song Chengzhong said hesitantly.

He hasn't thought about this question yet, isn't it just selling things, what kind of charter do you want?

"You can also take it to the county to sell, and there are many rich people in the county." Song Chengyi added.

"It just so happens that I'm fine, so I'll go with the big guy to sell straw hats." Song Chengyi smiled.

His eyes were rolling, and he could still hide some of the straw hats, which was much easier than working on the docks.

"You can also sell it in other towns." Song Qinglian interjected.

"It just so happens that my uncle's house is in Qingyang Town!" She can also take the opportunity to stay at her uncle's house for two days.

"Then you can also go to Qinghe Town, as well as Zhangjia Town."

"Tomorrow, not only our Qingshi Town is a market, but other towns are also markets, and we can all go to these surrounding towns." Jiro said.

When he sold flower baskets, he had been to all these towns, and he was familiar with them.

Zhou and Old Man Song sat cross-legged in the middle of the kang, listening to everyone's discussions.

"Ahem, ahem!" Zhou cleared his throat and drew everyone's attention.

He straightened up and ordered, "Yuan'er, you can arrange it!" ”