"Of course, what do you want old clothes for?" Da Lang looked at Song Qingyuan puzzled.

Song Qingyuan shook his clothes and exposed the two patches.

"This dress is my best dress, I like it very much, but unfortunately I have worn it for several years, and the sleeves are short."

"If Brother Da Lang wants old clothes and doesn't wear them, give them to me."

"I use it to mend the cuffs and wear them for another two years.

"Our family is poor and can't afford to buy new clothes, so it's all because I grew up too fast."

"If you grow slower, you can wear your clothes for a few more years." Song Qingyuan pursed his lips in annoyance.

"Yuan'er, ...... you" Da Lang's face turned red and he didn't know what to do.

Secretly thinking; Is it true that the family can't afford to buy new clothes?

Before my father and second uncle gambled, the family conditions were still okay, right?

Song Qingyuan ignored Da Lang's words, and continued, "Brother Da Lang has the leftover paper, if you don't want it, bring it to my third brother." ”

"Brother Da Lang also knows that in order to save money for your scientific research, the family not only saves money and eats food and clothing, but also eats nests and nests every day."

"Master, my third brother will not be allowed to study next year."

"Now the third brother doesn't even have a piece of paper to write, I originally planned to sell tea bags and buy paper for the third brother......"

"But ......"

"But Brother Da Lang is the eldest grandson, and if Brother Da Lang wants to give it away, he must come with Brother Da Lang first."

"Even if Brother Da Lang has the rest that he doesn't want, give it to us." Song Qingyuan looked at Da Lang expectantly.

Li Shi took the opportunity to grab Da Lang's sleeve and shouted in a desolate tone, "Da Lang, the second aunt begs you." ”

"Have pity on your brother at home, and reward us with food."

Li said that he was about to sit on the ground.

"Second aunt!" Da Lang immediately supported the Li family.

San Lang, Song Qingyuan saw that their mother was about to make trouble again, and immediately dragged the Li family.

If the Li family makes trouble on this street, it will not only be Da Lang who will lose face, but their Song family.

Da Lang was overwhelmed by the Li family.

Suddenly there was a sense of self-shame, and his face was red like a monkey's buttocks.

The tea bag in the hand, it's not to take it, it's not to take it.

"Yuan'er...... Saburo ...... I, I," Da Lang stumbled, his head eager to burrow under the table.

Especially He Ming's expression when he looked at him now, shocked, surprised, and disdainful.

Da Lang's heart was cold, it was over, and he was embarrassed in front of his classmates......

"Huaiwen, your family's conditions are so poor, I'm embarrassed to accept your tea bags."

"I still have to go home for dinner, so I'll leave first......" After He Ming finished speaking, he didn't look at Da Lang's expression and strode away.

"He ......" Da Lang opened his mouth, but he still didn't shout out after all.

He Ming is snobbish, didn't he already know.

If it weren't for ...... What should he do......

Da Lang's face turned red and he put the tea bag in his hand back on the table.

Depressed, he said sullenly, "I'll go first......"

After Da Lang left, San Lang shook his head and smiled, looking at his mother and his sister helplessly, "Brother Da Lang has lost face this time." ”

"I guess I'll have to hide from us for a long time."

Song Qingyuan smiled, "I earned my own face." ”

"If you are a true confidant and friend, a bag of tea is nothing."

"But that He Ming is not a worthy friend at first glance."

Saburo nodded, "Yuan'er's opinion is the same as mine. ”

"He Ming is a snobbish person, who hates the poor and loves the rich."

"I also persuaded Brother Da Lang to stay away from He Ming."

"It's a pity that Brother Da Lang doesn't listen to ......," San Lang shook his head helplessly.

"Although Brother Da Lang loves face, he doesn't look like a stupid person, he knows He Ming's personality, why do you still associate with him?" Song Qingyuan was puzzled.

"It'......" Saburo hesitated, "he...... Anyway, Brother Da Lang is walking into a dead end, don't ask. ”

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

On the first day, with Mr. Saburo's publicity, Song Qingyuan's tea bags sold well.

The more than 200 tea bags brought were sold out.

The next day, Song Qingyuan led Li and Shiro to the big locust tree as usual.

Li put down the cart and complained while moving the table, "God, I really owe you this mother, and I give you a coolie every day." ”

Song Qingyuan put down the back basket on his body, "Didn't I buy you melon seeds yesterday!" ”

"It's so old than the one who gave you milk." Lee's tone was sour.

Yesterday, Song Qingyuan handed over one hundred dollars to the Li family, and her greedy eyes were going to be green.

Li looked at Song Qingyuan and snorted, she knew that her daughter was with her.

It's impossible to be so honest and turn in half of it.

"Yuan'er......" Li Shi grinned, "you sold more than 400 wen yesterday." ”

"And then?" Song Qingyuan asked

"It's just to give you a hundred wen, and you still have more than three hundred wen, which is enough to buy me earrings." Li said.

Song Qingyuan was surprised, "Aren't they earrings?" ”

"Aren't you rich now, just replace the earrings with studs."

"It's not a few bucks." Lee laughed.

"Mother~"

"Huh?"

"You're so expensive!"

"Huh?"

"It's more expensive than the coolies on the docks."

Song Qingyuan pursed his lips, "Next time, I'll find a cheaper one." ”

"You kid, can your mother have the same price as others!" Li glared at Song Qingyuan.

"Hey, isn't that Rong'er and Mo'er......" Li said, pointing to two figures not far away.

Song Qingyuan turned his head when he heard this, "It's really ......"

"Sister Rong'er, Mo'er~~~" Song Qingyuan shouted while waving his hand.

At this time, Song Qingrong and Song Qingmo also saw them, "Hey, Yuan'er ......"

walked over hand in hand, "Second aunt, Yuan'er, why did you come out so late." ”

Song Qingyuan glanced at Li, it wasn't that she was lazy and got up late.

changed the topic, "When I went to the room in the morning, my grandmother said that you took the eggs these days and sold them, how did they sell?" ”

"And the sachets, they should be almost sold, right?" Song Qingyuan looked at the empty baskets of the two and said.

"Well, it's all sold." Song Qingmo nodded, "Just use the trick you used last time, put the eggs in the slip of paper in the sachet." ”

"The note that Shiro took back last time happened to be put away by my sister, so we used it directly."

"But ......"

"What's wrong?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"Today, some people have begun to follow the trend and sell sachets, and they also learn from our eggs."

"We had to sell it at a reduced price." A faint sense of loss flashed on Song Qingmo's face.

"Not as much as I earned last time......"

"Just now we walked all over the embroidery workshop, and there are no more rag heads......"

"It's not a long-term job, look at it." Song Qingyuan comforted.

"Hmm!" The two nodded faintly.

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

It was sold for an afternoon, until the sun was about to set, and the tea bags in Song Qingyuan's hand were finally sold out.

After two days of busyness, the tea bags collected, except for the ones I drank at home, have been sold.

The harvest is not bad, Song Qingyuan showed a faint smile.

Then I went to the shop and bought a soap horn for thirty-five yuan.

Looking at the soap horn that was less than half the size of her palm, Song Qingyuan "tsk" twice, "It's so expensive!" ”

"Let's go, let's go home!" Song Qingyuan waved his hand.

Li pushed the cart, Song Qingyuan carried the basket on his back, and took Shiro and the three of them on the way home.

"Mother, mother, don't beat ......" As soon as they arrived at the door, the three of them heard a burst of crying.