The golden pot carried the fruit in his arms, and brought the rest of the food and use at home, so he simply sat down under the big tree at the entrance of the village: "Come and see, come and see-the time-honored sugar cubes, as well as all kinds of needles and threads, the portion is limited today, and you can leave after changing-"

As he spoke, he put his things on a shelf and put them on one by one.

When the children saw that there was not much of it, especially the sugar dregs, just two or three packets, they immediately panicked.

If this is left behind, I don't know when it will be replaced.

Therefore, they scattered in a hurry, and they all ran home with a bang, and took the things they picked up on the mountain and rushed to the entrance of the village.

Such a movement immediately alarmed many people.

Adult men and women all laughed, and now they are not too busy, these children go up the mountain to pick some mountain goods, mix some snacks and sweet mouths, as long as the family can get by, no one will say anything.

Who doesn't feel sorry for their children? What's more, these fragmentary mountain goods, if you really sell them, they can't sell them at a high price.

Therefore, those who are anxious are those children, as well as a few big girls and little daughters-in-law, who secretly go to pick mountain goods, and they also want to change some bright silk threads or needles.

After a while, the golden pot was surrounded by children.

The golden pot is unhurried, first look at the mountain goods, weigh them, and then according to the wishes of the children, grab a small handful of sugar dregs out.

The children screamed with excitement, carefully holding the candy one by one and licking it to their mouths.

In the end, the fingers and palms were licked clean, and I was reluctant to let go.

The golden pot seemed to be calm, while changing the mountain goods, his eyes swept around the group of children, but he didn't see the figure of the child, and he suddenly became a little anxious.

While changing the candy for the children, he pretended to ask casually: "Why didn't you see the chubby one last time?" ”

The child next to him hurriedly replied: "He doesn't go up the mountain, where is the mountain goods?" Last time, it was brought back by his third sister. ”

"Who said that? Today, I saw his fourth sister go up the mountain again, maybe he will be able to rob his fourth sister in a while! ”

"That is, if the two remaining sisters in his family don't listen to him, they will be sold to others as daughters-in-law again!"

……

Sure enough, when the children were almost redeemed, far away, a chubby boy almost rolled all the way over.

Behind him was a thin little girl, carrying a basket on her back, trying to keep up with the boy, and her hair was soaked with sweat.

Finally ran to the golden pot, and the boy stood still, turned around and ordered, "Why don't you get the things quickly—"

The little girl timidly handed the basket to the golden pot, bowed her head, and did not dare to speak, nor to look at people.

The golden pot took the back basket and looked through it, and there was nothing valuable in it, just some mountain mushrooms and some wild vegetables, and the only valuable ones were two bamboo shoots.

At this time, the bamboo shoots are still on the ground

I don't know how this little girl dug it up.

Jin Kettle deliberately looked disgusted: "It's just such a thing, can't you change anything?" These two bamboo shoots are still eye-catching—"

The boy immediately turned his head and scolded: "Useless little slut, you have been running to the mountains for a long time today, and you only have such a thing?" Did you run to Zhaodi's slut again? Let me tell you, Zhao Di is no longer our family, she is now the mother-in-law of a man in the mountains! ”

"The people in the mountains are poor and bad, and the last time I went back to my parents' house, I gave a bag of broken leaves, which is embarrassing? If you run to Yingzigou again, I will tell my mother to break your legs! ”

Before the golden pot could be tempted, the boy had already revealed the bottom.

The little girl whispered a defense: "I didn't go to the third sister, I was just digging these two bamboo shoots, and it took some effort——"

"Fart! How dare you fight back! I said you were lazy! You're just lazy! Dare to pout again? In this house, I said yes, you money-losers, if you are not honest, you will not be given food at night, and you will be sold to the old man in the mountains in the future-" That boy is not very old, but his temperament is really vicious.

As he spoke, he kicked the little girl with his foot.

The little girl was thin, and within two blows, she was kicked to the ground, her hand propped up on the stone, and she scratched a large piece of skin, and it was bleeding, and everyone else looked at it in pain, but the little girl was all right, and only bowed her head and said nothing.

Jin Hu couldn't bear it when he looked at it, and he blamed himself a little, so he hurriedly said: "Forget it, for the sake of these two bamboo shoots, the sugar residue is gone, and there is a bag of fried fruits, let's give it to you!" ”

As he spoke, he took out the fruit from his arms, grabbed a handful, and didn't look at it, and before he could hand it out, he was snatched by the boy and held it in his hand.

The boy was afraid that he would be robbed too late, so he was so busy that he stuffed his mouth so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

With this fried fruit, the boy didn't care about the little girl on the ground, and went straight away.

When the little girl saw that the boy was gone, she got up slowly, patted the dust on her clothes, and was about to follow.

Jin Ju looked at it and said in a low voice: "Don't go!" This one—" He said, handing over the rest of the fruit, along with the veil.

"Take it and eat it! Go back after eating! The golden pot whispered.

The little girl was stunned for a long time, and then she reached out and took the handkerchief and the fried fruit, and finally raised her eyes to look at the golden pot.

The golden pot found that the little girl looked black and thin, with yellow hair, but a pair of eyes, just looking at it so calmly, it made the golden pot feel weak for a while.

The little girl glanced at the golden pot, then moved her lips and whispered thank you.

Then he took the handkerchief containing the fruit into his bosom, and chased after the boy.

The golden pot is restored

Miscellaneous, cleaned up the stalls, slowly got out of the village, and sped up the pace.

I almost trotted home all the way, and I didn't care about tidying up, and even the stalls were picked up in the backyard.

Mei Xiaotong and Mrs. Zhang came back when they saw the golden pot like this, and they were busy fetching water for him to wash, and the other brought warm water.

The golden pot was washed casually, and the glass of water brought by Mei Xiaotong was not enough to wet his lips.

I walked straight to the well in the yard, put on a bucket of water, scooped up the scoop and poured it into a breath, and then I was alive.

explained everything that happened in Yangjia Village, and finally said: "I heard that the third sister was married to Yingzigou." I have heard of this Yingzigou, although it is not as deep as Chongzigou, but it is said that there are only about a dozen families, all living in a cave. ”

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The golden pot carried the fruit in his arms, and brought the rest of the food and use at home, so he simply sat down under the big tree at the entrance of the village: "Come and see, come and see-the time-honored sugar cubes, as well as all kinds of needles and threads, the portion is limited today, and you can leave after changing-"

As he spoke, he put his things on a shelf and put them on one by one.

When the children saw that there was not much of it, especially the sugar dregs, just two or three packets, they immediately panicked.

If this is left behind, I don't know when it will be replaced.

Therefore, they scattered in a hurry, and they all ran home with a bang, and took the things they picked up on the mountain and rushed to the entrance of the village.

Such a movement immediately alarmed many people.

Adult men and women all laughed, and now they are not too busy, these children go up the mountain to pick some mountain goods, mix some snacks and sweet mouths, as long as the family can get by. 123。 No one will say anything.

Who doesn't feel sorry for their children? What's more, these fragmentary mountain goods, if you really sell them, they can't sell them at a high price.

Therefore, those who are anxious are those children, as well as a few big girls and little daughters-in-law, who secretly go to pick mountain goods, and they also want to change some bright silk threads or needles.

After a while, the golden pot was surrounded by children.

The golden pot is unhurried, first look at the mountain goods, weigh them, and then according to the wishes of the children, grab a small handful of sugar dregs out.

The children screamed with excitement, carefully holding the candy one by one and licking it to their mouths.

In the end, the fingers and palms were licked clean, and I was reluctant to let go.

The golden pot seems calm. While changing the mountain goods, his eyes swept around the group of children, but he didn't see the figure of the child, and he suddenly became a little anxious.

While changing the candy for the children, he pretended to ask casually: "Why didn't you see the chubby one last time?" ”

The child next to him hurriedly replied: "He doesn't go up the mountain, where is the mountain goods?" Last time, it was his third sister who brought it

Came back. ”

"Who said that? Today, I saw his fourth sister go up the mountain again, maybe he will be able to rob his fourth sister in a while! ”

"That is, if the two remaining sisters in his family don't listen to him, they will be sold to others as daughters-in-law again!"

……

Sure enough, when the children were almost redeemed, far away, a chubby boy almost rolled all the way over.

He was followed by a thin little girl. Onigiri blossomed with a basket on her back as she struggled to keep up with the boy, and her hair was soaked with sweat.

Finally ran to the golden pot, and the boy stood still, turned around and ordered, "Why don't you get the things quickly—"

The little girl timidly handed the basket to the golden pot, bowed her head, and did not dare to speak, nor to look at people.

The golden pot took the back basket and looked through it, and there was nothing valuable in it, just some mountain mushrooms and some wild vegetables, and the only valuable ones were two bamboo shoots.

At this time, the bamboo shoots were still in the ground, and I don't know how this little girl dug them up.

Jin Kettle deliberately looked disgusted: "It's just such a thing, can't you change anything?" These two bamboo shoots are still eye-catching—"

The boy immediately turned his head and scolded: "Useless little slut, you have been running to the mountains for a long time today, and you only have such a thing?" Did you run to Zhaodi's slut again? Let me tell you, Zhao Di is no longer our family, she is now the mother-in-law of a man in the mountains! ”…。

"The people in the mountains are poor and bad, and the last time I went back to my parents' house, I gave a bag of broken leaves, which is embarrassing? If you run to Yingzigou again, I will tell my mother to break your legs! ”

Before the golden pot could be tempted, the boy had already revealed the bottom.

The little girl whispered a defense: "I didn't go to the third sister, I was just digging these two bamboo shoots, and it took some effort——"

"Fart! How dare you fight back! I said you were lazy! You're just lazy! Dare to pout again? In this house, I said yes, you money-losers, if you are not honest, you will not be given food at night, and you will be sold to the old man in the mountains in the future-" That boy is not very old, but his temperament is really vicious.

As he spoke, he kicked the little girl with his foot.

The little girl was so thin that within two blows she was kicked to the ground and fell to her feet, with her hands propped up on the stones. 123。 A large piece of skin was scratched, and it was bleeding, and it hurt when others looked at it, but the little girl was fine, and only bowed her head and said nothing.

Jin Hu couldn't bear it when he looked at it, and he blamed himself a little, so he hurriedly said: "Forget it, for the sake of these two bamboo shoots, the sugar residue is gone, and there is a bag of fried fruits, let's give it to you!" ”

As he spoke, he took out the fruit from his arms, grabbed a handful, and didn't look at it, and before he could hand it out, he was snatched by the boy and held it in his hand.

The boy was afraid that it would be too late

As if he had been robbed, he was so busy that he stuffed it into his mouth, and he couldn't close his mouth.

With this fried fruit. The boy didn't care about the little girl on the ground anymore, and went straight away.

When the little girl saw that the boy was gone, she got up slowly, patted the dust on her clothes, and was about to follow.

Jin Ju looked at it and said in a low voice: "Don't go!" This one—" He said, handing over the rest of the fruit, along with the veil.

"Take it and eat it! Go back after eating! The golden pot whispered.

The little girl was stunned for a long time, and then she reached out and took the handkerchief and the fried fruit, and finally raised her eyes to look at the golden pot.

The golden pot found that the little girl looked black and thin, with yellow hair, but a pair of eyes, just looking at it so calmly, it made the golden pot feel weak for a while.

The little girl glanced at the golden pot. The rice ball blossomed before his lips moved and whispered thank you.

Then he took the handkerchief containing the fruit into his bosom, and chased after the boy.

Jin Hu was complicated in his heart, cleaned up the stall, and slowly walked out of the village, so he accelerated his pace.

I almost trotted home all the way, and I didn't care about tidying up, and even the stalls were picked up in the backyard.

Mei Xiaotong and Mrs. Zhang came back when they saw the golden pot like this, and they were busy fetching water for him to wash, and the other brought warm water.

The golden pot was washed casually, and the glass of water brought by Mei Xiaotong was not enough to wet his lips.

I walked straight to the well in the yard, put on a bucket of water, scooped up the scoop and poured it into a breath, and then I was alive.

explained everything that happened in Yangjia Village, and finally said: "I heard that the third sister was married to Yingzigou." I have heard of this Yingzigou, although it is not as deep as Chongzigou, but it is said that there are only about a dozen families, all living in a cave. ”

Mei Xiaotong really hadn't heard of Yingzigou, so she was interested. ~。 The pot's face turned red, and he wanted to push it back, but was stopped by Liu Xiaoqiao: "It's all a family, is it polite to be an uncle and aunt to give you something to eat?" So outward? Are you treating us as outsiders? ”

The golden pot couldn't refuse, so he had to take it, and he had to thank Liu Xiaoqiao: "Thank you, Aunt Four!" ”

The two packed up and stopped before going to the backyard together.

In the backyard, Mei Xiaotong and Mrs. Zhang got up early, worked in the stove house for a long time, baked a stack of egg cakes, boiled more than a dozen eggs, and filled a jar of pickles, enough for three people to eat.

boiled a thick white porridge again, with a thick layer of rice oil on it, which was hot and let Mei Xiaotong eat it.

It happened that Wang Yongping and Jin Ju came in and beckoned the two to eat together.

Wang Yongping is not polite, the golden pot hesitated, but he could smell the fragrance of the white rice porridge, and the small pickles that accompanied the porridge were the sauerkraut that Mrs. Zhang was good at.

I finally couldn't resist the temptation

, sat down, drank a sip of white rice porridge, the whole person was warm, and then a small pickle with chopsticks.

The room was full of only the sound of Wang Yongping and the golden pot snoring and drinking porridge.

A big pot of white rice porridge, except for Mei Xiaotong and Mrs. Zhang, the rest were rounded by the uncle and nephew.

After eating, Wang Yongping was particularly heartless and sighed: "It's still delicious food cooked by my mother, I haven't eaten it for a long time, but I want to die!" ”

This is thanks to Liu Xiaoqiao not coming, otherwise he would have to find Wang Yongping's theory when he heard it. The person who eats up the food he makes every day is a dog?

The golden pot is also satisfied, he is more pitiful than Wang Yongping.

Although Liu Xiaoqiao's cooking skills are not as good as Jiang's, they are not bad.

The worst cooking skills in the whole family are Lin's, who can basically cook it, and never consider the color and flavor.

Since the separation, he has accepted the poison of Lin's cooking every day, and Jin Kettle is really moved to cry when he can eat the long-lost craftsmanship of Mrs. Zhang.

In such a comparison, in the past month, what I have eaten is simply pig food.

Mrs. Zhang looked at her son and grandson who could eat more than one another, she was simply disturbed, and waved her hand: "When you are full, you will work for the old lady!" What are you doing slumped in your chair? Hurry up, hurry up, go away! ”

While handing over the wrapped food to Wang Yongping, he carried it to the car.

gave Mei Xiaotong a few more words, sent them out, and watched the carriage go away before turning around.

The carriage got out of Qilidun, turned a corner and went to Yangjia Village next door.

Passing through Yangjia Village, there is a rugged mountain road, and on the other side of their village, it is the other side of the Great Black Mountain, except for a few gentle slopes near Yangjia Village, the rest are steep and winding mountains.

It was early in the morning, and there were few people on the mountain road, so I simply lifted the curtains.

Wang Yongping drove the car, chatting with Mei Xiaotong with or without a ride, asking about things in the county.

(End of chapter)