After a night, Song Chengli responded to Mr. Song's request and sent dried vegetables to Master Qian in the county.

Other restaurants, restaurants, and dried vegetables from wealthy families have also arrived, and they are just sent together.

Song Chengyi borrowed the old Cui's ox cart and ran to the town and other towns.

The daughters of the Song family, under the leadership of the Zhou family, cleaned the wooden basins.

"Mother, this water is a little cold, don't freeze, I'll go boil some hot water, right?" Ye asked in a low voice.

"Ask me all about this little thing, what do you eat!" Zhou glared at Ye Shi fiercely, and said angrily, "Don't go yet!" ”

Turning his head, he said, "Stop first and wait for the hot water to boil before washing." ”

After Zhou finished speaking, he sat back on the kang and made his clothes.

"Why do you still make small clothes, haven't you ......made it for my sister-in-law's children before," Song Qingmo said softly in Song Qingyuan's ear.

Song Qingyuan glanced up and said, "This is for me." ”

Song Qingmo, oh, looked at the past enviously, "The one who can let our grandmother personally make small clothes, except for the children of my aunt's family, is you." ”

"Sister Lian'er has never been treated like this...... Milk is so good for you! Song Qingmo added, "But it's also that you're good for milk." ”

"It's really good!" Song Qingmo emphasized heavily.

"Third uncle, third aunt, it's good for milk!" Song Qingyuan said, Song Chengli, and the Ye family are really filial piety and pure filial piety.

No wonder the old saying goes, a stupid son can support the elderly, a stupid son is honest, and he abides by filial piety, which is reassuring.

"It's a pity, our grandmother doesn't like my father!" Song Qingmo pouted.

Song Qingyuan was silent, the Zhou family didn't like Sanfang, and the bigger reason was that Sanfang didn't have a son.

There is no son, no one to support the elderly, this is a knot in Zhou's heart.

Ye's age is not very old, do you want to find a Lang Zhong to take a look and take medicine? Song Qingyuan pondered.

"Yuan'er, I really envy you...... Even our grandma's hard-tempered one can handle it. Song Qingmo said sullenly.

"My father, my mother has been filial for all these years, no matter how filial piety is, she can't get a good word, and her milk still scolds and scolds, and she beats when she says, Yuan'er, why do you say this?" Song Qingmo asked puzzled.

"Because...... Since ancient times, the affection cannot be retained, only the routine can win the hearts of the people! Song Qingyuan blinked.

This sentence is not only used in love, but also in family affection.

Song Chengli is filial piety, but after filial piety, he will become accustomed to it.

The filial piety she occasionally showed was just right, but it just impressed Zhou.

"Yuan'er, what do you mean?" Song Qingmo looked confused.

"It's fine!" Song Qingyuan shook his head, "I still want the third uncle, the third aunt stands up by herself, has a tougher personality, don't be submissive, the milk may like it." ”

"Hey!" Song Qingmo sighed, her little face full of sorrow, "My mother is that character...... It can't be changed. ”

Not necessarily! Still not cornered.

Song Qingyuan thought about it for a while and suggested, "Why don't you find a Langzhong for the third aunt, if you can give birth to a male baby, the third aunt can also ignite her confidence." ”

"This ...... I'm thinking about it. Song Qingmo scratched her head, unable to make up her mind, and didn't know how to talk to the Ye family.

After all, Song Qingmo is only nine years old, and she can still call the shots in small matters, but she can't intervene when it comes to adult matters.

The two ended the topic, and Ye's water was boiled.

A few people cleaned the large wooden basin they bought, and after cleaning, they picked today's beans.

Then soak in three pots and put them on the kang.

"Wait a minute, milk!" Song Qingyuan shouted, "I marked these pots with numbers, and the province made a mistake." ”

After Song Qingyuan finished speaking, he went to the study, took out pen and ink, and marked one on the bean sprout pot sent on the first day, two on the bean sprout pot sent on the second day, and so on.

"That's it! So you won't be afraid of getting confused. Song Qingyuan clapped his hands.

The Song family has to send new bean sprouts every day, so that when they are marked, they know which day it is.

"Milk, do we still have enough beans?" Song Qingyuan asked.

In ancient times, the yield of one acre of land was not high, and the beans of the Song family were fried in oil, and it is estimated that there is not much left.

"Not enough!" Zhou said, looking up at Ye's, "Go to Lao Cui's house and weigh a hundred catties back." ”

After speaking, Zhou took out three hundred yuan from the money box.

The price of soybeans is three catties per penny, which is the price in the village, and if you go to the store, it will be more expensive.

"Hey! Mother, I'll go! Ye Shi responded again and again, took the money and walked out.

"Wait a minute!" Song Qingyuan shouted, "One hundred catties, the third aunt can't hold it alone." ”

"I'll go with my mother." Song Qingrong said.

"I'll go too!" Song Qingmo also stood up.

"No, you don't! No! Ye waved his hand again and again, "You just stay at home, there is a cart, I will push it." ”

"You guys are at home, I'll do it." Erlang walked in, took the money in Ye's hand, pushed the cart, and walked to Lao Cui's house.

"Brother Erlang is getting better and better......" Song Qingmo muttered.

The former Erlang rarely took care of the family's affairs, let alone took the initiative to work.

He didn't even pay much attention to his own sisters, let alone these cousins.

But during these days, Erlang occasionally helped the family work, and occasionally took his younger siblings to play, and Song Qingmo sighed.

Song Qingyuan thought thoughtfully, "The second brother is indeed stronger than before. ”

"The second aunt is also stronger than before." Song Qingmo said, "Shiro is also stronger than before, and everyone in your room is improving." ”

Song Qingyuan chuckled, "You are also stronger than before, and you are also improving." ”

"Of course!" Song Qingmo clenched her fists proudly.

Suddenly I thought of something, and complained, "My mother made me and my sister new clothes, and the rest of the fabric will be gone, and the rest of the rabbit skin will also be gone." ”

At that time, Song Qingyuan gave Song Qingrong, Song Qingmo two rabbit skins each, two of them made fur collars, used two pieces, used another piece to make gloves, and there was one left.

"What is the third aunt going to do when she wants the fabric? I still have that. Song Qingyuan said.

Song Qingmo pouted, "My mother wants to make a pair of gloves for my aunt and her children, and also make a pair of small shoes for the children." ”

Song Qingyuan understood it and said secretly; Ye is not stupid!

Knowing that to please the old lady, you must first please the people the old lady cares about.

Song Qingyuan carefully recalled that in previous years, when Song Huiying went home, the Sun family would give gifts.

Ye's and Lee's were empty-handed.

The Ye family has no money and no things, and the Li family has no heart at all.

It is no wonder that the old lady was the most proud of the Sun family in the past.

Do you want to prepare for their second room? Song Qingyuan pondered secretly.

Sensing Song Qingmo's unhappiness, Song Qingyuan comforted, "It's just a piece of rabbit skin, if you want it, I'll buy it for you." ”

"I'm not for rabbit skin......" Song Qingmo pursed her lips and didn't say why.

Song Qingyuan immediately understood that this was jealousy!

Looking at her mother and caring about other children, Song Qingmo was jealous.

Song Qingyuan patted Song Qingmo's head, "We have also received gifts from my aunt before, and it is appropriate for the third aunt to give a return gift." ”

"In the past, there were no conditions, so I couldn't pick them, but now that there are conditions, I must make up for them." Song Qingyuan pondered, what to send in the second room.

Don't go to the big room, the three rooms are sent, the second room is not sent, it's a shame.

There is no such thing as a salute between relatives, and the Li family can't be counted on.