"Third aunt, Lang Zhong said that you want to recuperate." Song Qingyuan's voice sounded.

"If you don't raise it well, I'm afraid you'll have to spend more money and take more medicine."

"In order not to cause a burden to the family, the third aunt should listen to Lang Zhong's words." Song Qingyuan said lightly.

For a person with a character like Ye's, I'm afraid that only this is effective. Song Qingyuan thought secretly.

"Yes, mother, you better listen to Lang Zhong." Song Qingmo continued.

Obviously, she also knows her mother.

Sure enough, after listening to Song Qingyuan and Song Qingmo's words, Ye's outstretched feet stiffened and silently took them back.

"Then, I'll wait and make amends for your milk."

"What are you guilty of, if you don't seek death, can my sister be allowed to save the dowry at home!" Song Qingmo pursed her lips.

"I, I," Ye was speechless, don't turn his face.

"Don't forget your milk ...... this chicken soup," Ye instructed in a soft voice.

The old lady took out all the money in the house and gave her medicine, and she heard about it.

The old lady's heart is still good.

Ye thought secretly.

"Third aunt, don't worry, there's still something in the pot." Song Qingyuan Road.

"I'll give it to you in a moment."

"I'll stew the rest for you in the pot."

"Save for lunch and evening."

"Don't!" Ye shook his hand, "Then what about a big family, don't come with me." ”

"These are enough for the three of us and your third uncle to eat."

"Divide the rest."

"Third aunt, this is made especially for you, how can we eat it." Song Qingyuan shook his head and refused.

"The third aunt has a good rest, and I'll go out first."

"Hey, hey, Yuan'er....."

Song Qingyuan ignored Ye's shouts and walked out on his own.

There are so many people in the family, you have a bite of a pot of chicken, and I will have a mouthful.

The best thing to do is to give no one.

An exception, of course, is the old lady.

walked to the kitchen, unloaded a chicken leg, filled a spoonful of soup, and sent Song Qingyuan to the upper room.

Inside the upper room

Both Sun and Song Qinglian were driven back to their houses.

Zhou sat alone on the kang.

Holding the embroidery in his hand, he was stunned, his expression was faint, and he looked a little lonely.

"Milk, I've eaten chicken soup, I specially left a chicken leg for you." Song Qingyuan whispered.

Zhou glanced at it, "I won't eat it, I'll send it to your third aunt." ”

"The third aunt is eating, and the third aunt specially instructed me not to forget the milk." Song Qingyuan said with a smile.

Zhou's nostrils snorted, "Pretend!" ”

"You can eat the chicken legs." Zhou's Road.

"This is reserved for milk, I am a junior, how can I eat it." Song Qingyuan shook his head.

Zhou raised his eyelids and looked at Song Qingyuan obliquely, "What's the matter, you can't look at my things?" ”

"How can I be?" Song Qingyuan sneered, the way the old lady expressed her kindness was so different.

Zhou picked up the chicken leg and tore off a piece of chicken, "Then, eat it." ”

With the meat in his mouth, Song Qingyuan smiled, "Thank you, milk." ”

Zhou was silent, and tore off two pieces of meat for Song Qingyuan.

Pick up the chicken soup and drink it one bite at a time.

"The embroidered handkerchiefs you have saved in the past few days, you have taken them to the town and sold them." Zhou commanded.

"Okay, I'll sell it tomorrow."

Zhou put down the bowl, "I'll see if you can sell it for ten wen." ”

Song Qingyuan sneered.

The old lady remembers this.

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

Coming out of the upper room, Song Qingyuan cleaned the bowl containing the chicken soup.

He took a large handful of wheat stalks, put them in a basin, and filled them with water.

Soak it under the window of the second room.

In the past few days, the mother-in-law Ding has not had to dig, and the extra mugwort leaves and mint were also given to the third room by Song Qingyuan.

Only a few petals were still drying under the window.

The petals are scattered and empty.

"What are you doing with all this firewood in water?" Lee poked his head out of the window.

"It works." Song Qingyuan smiled mysteriously.

Li's eyes lit up, and his mind turned, "Can you make money?" ”

If she had put it in the past, she would have said, what are you doing with that useless thing?

However, with two experiences, she no longer thinks that Song Qingyuan will get useless things.

Li looked expectantly.

"I don't know yet, I'll have to try it." Song Qingyuan Road.

She didn't do it herself, but she saw some small videos on the Internet in her previous life.

Whether it will succeed or not is not certain.

"Keep it a secret from me!" Li pouted, only when Song Qingyuan was unwilling to tell her.

Half an hour later, Song Qingyuan stretched out and pinched the wheat stalks.

"Okay." Song Qingyuan nodded secretly, the softness was just right.

And he stretched out his hand, and fished the straw out of the water.

"What's the job, I'll come, I'll come, I'll help you." Li sat on the kang and shouted at Song Qingyuan under the window.

As he spoke, he hurriedly put on his shoes and ran out.

"Yuan'er, what's the job, tell my mother, my mother will help you!" Li squatted next to Song Qingyuan and said with a smile.

Seeing through her mother's inner little Jiujiu at a glance, Song Qingyuan smiled.

"No pay."

Li pushed Song Qingyuan, "What kind of salary do you want, and your mother stays and stays." ”

"Besides, my daughter has made money, so why can she treat her mother badly."

Song Qingyuan rolled her eyes, her mother and her father definitely came out of a routine.

No wonder it's two.

Song Qingyuan picked up a wheat stalk and pinched one end, and with the other hand, his thumb and index finger pinched the wheat stalk and pinched it down.

Pinch the bulging straws.

"Mother, you help me pinch the wheat stalks first."

"Okay!" Lee's cheerful response.

took a small stool, sat next to Song Qingyuan, and said tentatively while pinching, "Yuan'er, tell your mother what you want to do." ”

Song Qingyuan smiled, "You'll know when I make it." ”

"You kid, why are you still keeping it a secret from your mother." Li Shi leaned in closer, "Just tell me." ”

"Afraid that I'll rob you of your business!"

Song Qingyuan chuckled, she was afraid that her mother didn't have the door on her mouth, so she said it.

Seeing that Song Qingyuan didn't speak, Li became more and more sure that this must be a way to make money.

Make up your mind, you must follow Song Qingyuan.

Learn how she makes money.

The two of them were busy together, and after a while, the wheat stalks were pinched, "Yuan'er, this is all done, what are you doing?" ”

Li's eyes looked at it without blinking, for fear of revealing the details.

Song Qingyuan picked up seven wheat stalks and pinched the seven strands according to the method of braiding.

"So pinched, will you?" Song Qingyuan asked.

Li shook her head, she would only weave three together.

Song Qingyuan slowed down and made up a paragraph, while making it up and explaining it to the Li family.

When the wheat straw in his hand was finished, Song Qingyuan picked up the wheat straw again to continue.

After teaching for a quarter of an hour, Song Qingyuan's hand was already half a meter long.

"Will it be?"

"Yes!" Lee nodded.

"Then you try!" Song Qingyuan handed the braided hair in his hand to Li.

Li followed Song Qingyuan's compilation and continued to compile it.

Li's hand was larger than Song Qingyuan's, and the weaving speed was very fast. It's also slippery.

Song Qingyuan smiled secretly; It seems that her mother is not stupid, but she is too lazy.