"You've got a heart." Lord Yan nodded, took out a string of money from his arms and handed it to Sister Qiu.

Sister Qiu hurriedly took a few steps back, and said with a smile: "Lord Yan, Xiao Xu also called my sister, I invited Xiao Xu to eat this fragrant rice dumpling, no money!" At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, this Lord Yan was full of "poker faces" from beginning to end, and he didn't smile, it was really embarrassing for Xiaoxu, facing such a serious father all day long.

"I just ate a bowl of bean curd and a fragrant rice dumpling." Lord Yan preached, insisting on giving money.

Seeing the situation here, Jia Shi didn't care about the work in his hands, so he hurriedly came over and said: "Lord Yan, it's nothing more than a bowl of bean curd, it's worthless, today's festival, we invited Lord Yan to eat." Let's talk about it again, that ...... "She originally wanted to say that Sister Qiu was sick at that time, but it was Lord Yan that you quietly settled the medicine and diagnosis fees, and she was very unhappy in her heart. It's just that the Jia family thought about it, and in the public, it was not easy to tell the past of the two families, and he was afraid that Lord Yan would be too long-winded and trivial in his heart, so he didn't talk about it anymore.

Lord Yan insisted on giving money, in his opinion, this pair of mothers and sons are good, although the family is poor, but do not improve the nature of goodness, he wants to help more, but it is because Jia's family is a widow's family, it is not good to help directly, two days ago I heard Anzi say that there are ruffians with no long eyes who want to oppress them, so he has come to the stall to eat bean blossom these days, and he also took the opportunity to give everyone a signal, this stall is covered by him.

Jia Shi didn't dare to push Lord Yan's money directly, she could only bow her head and shake her hand with a smile, and she didn't dare to look up at people directly, but she insisted on giving, and she resolutely did not accept money.

"Sister Qiu, you send Lord Yan!" Jia Shi spoke in a shrill voice, and quickly lowered his head and went back to the stall.

Lord Yan is also not good to excuse anymore, his face vaguely reveals the purple red, and he is also abrupt, so he only put away the money, and Sister Chong Qiu nodded and prepared to leave.

Sister Qiu didn't pay attention to the change in the expressions of the two, she also saw that the two of them touched a piece of their hands inadvertently when you pushed me to block, but the bones were from the 21st century, she didn't take this matter too seriously, and she didn't think elsewhere, her hand touched a piece or something...... Isn't it too common!

"Eh, stay put." Sister Qiu said with a smile, took out the sachet she had sewn in the morning from her purse, chose a water hyacinth sachet and handed it to Lord Yan, "I almost forgot it, this is also for Xiao Xu." ”

I heard that there are no women in Lord Yan's house, and it is estimated that no one sews this, so it doesn't seem that Lord Yan is a person who will buy sachets outside. Xiao Xu is only 6 years old, so it shouldn't be a problem to give him a sachet, Sister Qiu thought.

Lord Yan took the small sachet, looked at Sister Qiu and smiled, and said kindly: "Call me Uncle Yan backwards, don't call me Lord Yan." ”

"Oh, good

, Uncle Yan! Sister Qiu responded with a smile.

When Lord Yan left, Jia secretly observed Sister Qiu several times, and saw that the goddess of the boudoir was normal, so he was slightly relieved, and when he thought about it, he accidentally touched the palm of Lord Yan, and his heart was a burst of chagrin, fortunately, the girl didn't look at it, if she did, maybe she would think of her as a mother!

In the afternoon, Jia finished his work at home, and led Sister Qiu to Mei's house with ten fragrant rice dumplings, 20 red eggs and five catties of water tofu.

As soon as she entered the door, Sister Qiu smelled the smell in the air, couldn't help frowning, glanced at the grass pigsty and the chicken pen, and complained: "Haven't you cleaned it for a few days?" If they lose, they can still eat! ”

When the family was not separated before, the grass pigsty and chicken pen were cleaned up by her and Mei Yindi in a day. When it was Mei Yindi's turn, Mei Yindi rarely went to clean, and Sister Qiu would clean up very clean every other day.

Now there is no Sister Qiu to share the cleaning work, Mei Yindi is not a diligent person, and the cleaning is also a casual mess, and the whole yard stinks.

"Okay, don't talk too much." Jia Shi pushed Sister Qiu and said softly: "Let's come and have a meal, and I'll endure it." ”

While the two were talking, they watched the curtain of the hall be opened, and Mei Qu, who was dressed in a clean green cloth robe, walked out of the room and looked at the Jia family. "Uncle, are you back?!" Sister Qiu greeted.

Sister Qiu glanced at Jia's family, and her heart was gloomy and surprised, what kind of character is her uncle, her heart is the clearest, her eyes are long on the top of her hair, everyone looks down on them, she thinks very highly of herself, and gives Mao's habit of not eating the world's fireworks, very delicate. Today, Mei Qu actually greeted the two of them with a pleasant face, and Sister Qiu resisted the urge to turn her face back to look at the sky, the sun must have come out of the west!

At this time, Mao opened the curtain of the hall and came out, and saw that Jia and Sister Qiu came over with a bamboo basket, drooped their eyelids into the bamboo basket, and looked at the bamboo basket for the festival, and looked a lot better, and said to the two: "Sit in the room first, I'll go cook." ”

Even if the family was separated, the Jia family did not have the idea of asking the elders to cook for themselves, and hurriedly smiled at the Mao family and said, "Mother, you rest, I'll cook." ”

Mao was very satisfied with Jia's "understanding of what to do", nodded "en", raised his feet and walked to the small kitchen, and Jia's hurriedly followed.

Sister Qiu grabbed Jia's palm and followed him into the small kitchen, and said with a smile: "Mother, milk, I'll cook the pot for you." ”

Mei Qu chose a clean place and stood, looking at the backs of Jia and Sister Qiu, with a very complicated expression. He also found out when he went home this time, and his sister-in-law had started a small business with Sister Qiu and set up a stall in the town to sell food.

When he first heard the news, Mei Qu was very annoyed and contemptuous in his heart, Shinong and industrialist, he always did not enter the stream, not to mention that he still did this kind of small business that showed his face, and he was even afraid that his classmates would know about him

There is a sister-in-law who sells food at a stall. However, when he heard Mao and Aunt Mei's spitting stars flying out and saying that Jia's could earn half a tael of silver a day, he was stunned, and the contempt for Jia and Sister Qiu in his heart immediately flew aside, obediently, earn half a tael of silver a day! Estimating half a tael of silver or a conservative estimate, he was happy and stomped in his heart, and complained that the Mao family should not be separated, if he had known that the Jia family could earn half a tael of silver a day, he would not have lived such a poor life during this time!

"What if you break up?" Mao Shiheng paused, and said confidently, "I'm a grandmother, ask her to borrow a few copper plates and flowers, can she give them?" ”

In his eyes, Jia's is a mud who can't give birth to a son, and he doesn't dare to cry when he scolds Mao's to the ground, and he can't remember what Jia's looks like, because Jia's always bows his head at home, working silently, wearing the same patched clothes as those village women in the village, and when he stands with those village women, he all has a numb and sad expression, and he can't tell who is where. As for his eldest brother's only daughter, Sister Qiu, that little cub is even more timid as a mouse, and she can't even talk to Nizi.

It's only been a few months now, and the two of them seem to have been reborn, if it weren't for Sister Qiu calling "uncle", Mei Qu would almost not recognize the two of them.

The clean and neat clothes, the peaceful and auspicious faces, all of them are different from the previous Jia and Sister Qiu, the biggest change is the temperament of the two, the kind of confidence and comfort that diffuses from the bottom of his heart is something he has never seen.

After thinking about it for a long time, Mei Qu came down from between his teeth, he hadn't seen that being a widow could be more and more comfortable! What's the use of getting bigger? Not ...... yet. Mao's told him, and now it's still useful to Jia's location, no, don't give Jia's and Sister Qiu a good face! When he passed the old show examination, where did he still bow his head to these small traders of Xu Tu buns?

On the board in the small kitchen are Mao's pre-cut vegetables, including cowpeas, zucchini, hanging melons, and a small pile of sliced grass pork.

"Eat boiled zucchini at night, cowpeas stir-fried with meat, and hanging gourd boiled porridge." Mao preached.

Jia Shi smiled and said, "Okay, mother, you can rest, I'll fry it." As he spoke, he handed the bamboo basket in his hand to Mao.

"Milk, this is the Dragon Boat Festival gift for me and my mother." Sister Qiu hurriedly preached.

Mao didn't pay attention to Sister Qiu, bowed his head and turned over a few times in the bamboo basket, looked at the fragrant dumplings and didn't react, looked at the red eggs when he looked very good, now it's a hot day, the chickens lay fewer eggs, and the red eggs are correspondingly expensive, 20 red eggs can be worth at least twelve dollars. "It's all a family, what kind of gifts do you give, it costs that one!" Mao said politely to Jia, but he didn't have any intention of asking Jia to take the festival back, and after speaking, he took the bamboo basket and went to the hall, "Don't stick your hands, I'll come over and fry later." ”

Where did Jia dare to wait for her to come over to cook vegetables, Mao was only in a good mood and polite

In that case, if you really wait for her to come over and make noise, there may be something nice waiting for her.

Sister Shangqiu had already boiled the pot, and Jia Shi took the oil pot on the stove and poured oil into the pot, but as soon as she poured it, Jia Shi "eh".

"What's the matter, mother?" Sister Qiu poked her head out from the front of the rice stove and asked.

Jia Shi shook his head with a smile and said softly: "We are used to cooking vegetables and pouring oil, but your grandmother is not happy to pour so much oil." ”

(End of chapter)