In front of the door of the second room, Da Lang walked around like a fly without a head.

Song Qingyuan opened the door and asked, "Brother Lang, what are you doing here?" ”

"Yuan'er......" Da Lang smiled unnaturally, rubbed his hands, and did not speak.

"Brother Lang, is there something wrong?" Song Qingyuan Road.

"Hmm!" Da Lang nodded, and shook his head again, "No, it's nothing!" ”

"If Brother Da Lang is okay, then I'll go." After Song Qingyuan finished speaking, he walked out.

She was going to the village to find someone to make a straw hat, and the candidates were all discussed, there were four in total, Granny Zheng, Widow Wu, and the two daughters-in-law of the old Cui family.

After walking a few steps, Song Qingyuan turned around and looked at Da Lang puzzled, "Brother Da Lang, what are you doing with me?" ”

"No, I didn't follow you!" Da Lang lowered his head, "I'm just walking around." ”

Just take a walk? Song Qingyuan sneered, maybe.

Song Qingyuan didn't care, and then walked forward, walking out of the door, Da Lang was still behind, and walked a little further, Da Lang was still behind.

Until he almost arrived at Granny Zheng's house, Da Lang followed behind.

"Brother Da Lang, if you have anything to say, just say it." Song Qingyuan sighed and said directly.

Da Lang had something to say to her, but she didn't know how to speak, she had already seen it.

She has no other skills, but her observation is stronger than others.

"That, that ......" Da Lang's shoes kicked the dirt on the ground, spitting.

"Brother Da Lang, if you don't say it, I'll leave......" Song Qingyuan said, she didn't have time to spend time with Da Lang here.

"Hey, don't go...... Da Lang took two quick steps and said hesitantly, "That, your fabric, can we change it?" ”

"What do you mean?" Song Qingyuan suspected that he had misheard.

"I want to take my fabric for yours. All right? Da Lang looked at Song Qingyuan pleadingly.

Song Qingyuan was helpless, "Brother Da Lang, mine is water blue, yours is azure, do you think it is appropriate for the two of us to change?" ”

Song Qingyuan looked at Da Lang like a ghost, and couldn't understand what he thought.

Da Lang pondered and said, "You are a little dark, you can still cover it when you wear azure, the water blue is light, suitable for people with white skin tones." ”

Song Qingyuan "......"

"Then thank you, Brother Lang, for thinking about me." Song Qingyuan said with a smile.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Da Lang also laughed and breathed a sigh of relief.

"That cloth ......," Da Lang said.

Song Qingyuan hooked the corners of his mouth, "It's a pity, I like to wear light colors, and I can't change it with Brother Da Lang." "Turn around and go.

"Yuan'er, Yuan'er......" Da Lang shouted a few times behind his back.

To no avail, "Hey......" Da Lang let out a sigh, hung his head, and walked away.

When he arrived at the door of his house, Da Lang saw Song Qingmo who was feeding the chickens.

pursed his lips and walked over and said, "Mo'er......"

"Brother Lang, what's the matter?" Song Qingmo asked.

"That ......," Da Lang clenched his hands and struggled, "What color is your fabric?" ”

"Mine? Yellow! I love it. Song Qingmo smiled brightly.

A little girl at this age, how can she not like new clothes, this is the first time she has new clothes, she used to pick up Song Qingrong's leftovers.

Song Qingrong picked up Song Qinglian's leftovers.

"What color is Brother Lang?" Song Qingmo asked casually.

"Mine is azure......," said Dalang, "Well, Mo'er, why don't we change them?" ”

"Huh?" Song Qingmo looked confused.

"Why?" Song Qingmo asked.

"You wear yellow when you work, it's not dirt-resistant, but Azure is good and dirt-resistant." Daro explained.

"But Brother Da Lang, don't you think it's strange that you're wearing yellow?" Song Qingmo's big black eyes looked at Da Lang strangely.

Yellow is the color that girls wear, what is this stimulus for Brother Lang?

Da Lang was looked at a little unnaturally by Song Qingmo, his ears were slightly red, and he whispered, "I don't wear it myself, I have other uses." ”

"Oh!" I see, Song Qing was amazed, "Then Brother Lang went to find the milk to change, and the milk still has so many fabrics for making straw hats." ”

"That's right! How I didn't expect that! Da Lang patted his head and suddenly realized that he could find an old lady to change!

"Thank you, Mo'er!" Da Lang smiled and thanked him.

Ran back to the big room quickly, and went to the old lady's upper room with the distribution of fabrics.

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

Granny Zheng's home, located in the east of the village, is a crooked small mud house with a straw roof.

The yard is not large, surrounded by thick branches, and looks dilapidated.

When Song Qingyuan entered, Granny Zheng and Widow Wu next door were talking and laughing in the courtyard, and a five-year-old boy was sitting on the bench, watching obediently.

Seeing Song Qingyuan coming in, he looked over with dark eyes on his lean little face.

Song Qingyuan walked over, touched his little face, took out a piece of candy, and said softly, "Eat!" ”

"Goo-dong!" The sound of swallowing saliva, a pair of eyes, with longing, looked directly at the sugar cube.

Granny Zheng hurriedly stopped and refused, "This sugar cube is too expensive...... Dogs can't be asked. ”

Dogan is a nickname for a little boy.

Rural people will give their children some cheap names, saying that they are easy to feed their children.

Dogan turned his little hand behind his back and swallowed his saliva, "I don't want it!" ”

"What a good dog!" Song Qingyuan praised.

"Granny Zheng is just a piece of candy, I took it out, let the dog take it." Song Qingyuan Road.

Granny Zheng looked at the little face of the dog licking the corners of her mouth, and flashed pity, "Then thank you Yuan'er." ”

After taking the candy cube, Granny Zheng hurriedly put it in the dog's mouth, "Thank you, Sister Yuan'er." ”

"Thank you, Sister Yuan'er!" The dog's voice is thin, like a newborn kitten.

"Yuan'er, are you here today?" Granny Zheng moved the stool and placed it at Song Qingyuan's feet.

Song Qingyuan sat down and said, "Our family wanted to find a few people to make straw hats, so we thought of Granny Zheng and Aunt Wu. ”

"Five cents a day, lunch for lunch."

Granny Zheng and Widow Wu glanced at each other, there was a lot of money, and they were still in charge of food.

They can earn four or five dollars a day by pinching their braids, and their fingers hurt when they pinch them.

In previous years, there was no income of a penny, but now I can earn a few pennies a day, which is a lot of income for poor people.

Especially the family of Granny Zheng and Widow Wu, who have a monotonous population, earn a few pennies, which is enough to eat for a few days.

The two of them looked happy and nodded in agreement.

Song Qingyuan looked at the dog Dan who was sitting next to him and said, "Granny Zheng can bring the dog egg over, the child has a small amount of food, and it is only a mouthful of food, and she can also play with Shiro." ”

Granny Zheng was even happier when she heard this, and she thanked her directly with tears, "Thank you, Yuan'er!" Thank you Yuan'er! ”

"The dog is still young, and it's really difficult to leave the dog at home alone...... Granny Zheng said.

She was worried just now, she went to work, what a dog, I didn't expect Song Qingyuan to be so thoughtful at a young age.

is worthy of being a scholar, Granny Zheng secretly sighed, if she has money, she will also send dogs to study.

It's a pity that their family is poor!