They chose one of them, and then agreed with the man to let him specify the style, and after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Li Yuanhao would distribute the goods to him.

After eating something near the West Railway Station, the two rushed back to the train station and took the train all the way back to the county seat, there were too many things, and finally they had to use Uncle Guo's donkey cart to transport things home.

As soon as he had dinner, Zhou Yingqiang couldn't wait to report to Qingping that he asked Feng Yonghong to help Zhou Yingxiu.

Qingping deliberately kept a straight face and looked at Zhou Yingqiang who was flustered, "Why do you want to ask her for help, this is not a favor for the salaryman who is willing to help you?" ”

"Dongzi and I want to make vermicelli and sell vermicelli, and I really can't care about helping Xiu'er, so I want to ask her to help for a few days."

"Is there a salary?"

"Didn't you open it?" There were only four or five days, and Zhou Yingqiang thought that he would give Feng Yonghong these few dollars by himself.

"It's really not open?"

Zhou Yingqiang's dodging gaze had already betrayed him, Qingping held back a smile and held back a little hard, his grandfather taught his grandchildren well, but this one still has too little contact with the outside world.

"I, I want to give her a piece of five a day, if you don't, if you don't, I don't want to, I'll think about me, I'll give her?"

"Big cousin, you're capable, are you rich? Did you make up enough of the 300 yuan that Sister Xiu'er divorced? ”

"It's almost, it's almost, I'll go back and do Xiu'er's business in a few days." Zhou Yingqiang looked guilty.

"Do you have a few dollars in your pocket and start chattering? Have you ever thought about how to live your life in the future, and you have to go back to Zhoujiashanzi? ”

"Huh!?" Qingping's words jumped too much, so that Zhou Yingqiang couldn't react.

However, he soon understood what Qingping was asking, "No, I will never go back, and Xiu'er can't go back, and when this period of time is over, I will rent a place and take Cui'er over, and I will raise Xiu'er and Cui'er." ”

"You raise Xiu'er and Cui'er? Then you won't marry a daughter-in-law again? ”

"If you don't marry, just my mother's virtue, marrying is also a scourge to others."

Qingping sighed and relaxed with a straight face, "Big cousin, what do you think of Sister Yonghong?" ”

"Huh? What how? Zhou Yingqiang was stunned for a moment, and soon his face turned into the color of pork liver, "She's very, very good, I, I ask her for help, absolutely nothing else." ”

"Okay, then forget it, tomorrow I will pay Sister Yonghong's salary for the past few days, and then I will find someone to help Sister Xiu'er."

"Huh? You still have to find someone to help Xiu'er, what about you? ”

"I want to make clothes, sell clothes, where can I take care of it."

"Then, if you have to find someone, you might as well find Yonghong, she, she is very diligent, and she is already familiar with it."

Zhou Yingqiang said this sentence is extremely difficult, since the steamed bun was not made that day, Feng Yonghong's appearance was always dangling in front of his eyes, and he couldn't explain the inexplicable feeling, even for his daughter-in-law who was gone, he had never felt like this.

"I'm afraid that if people take a fancy to you, and you don't want to marry her, wouldn't it hurt her, it's better to see each other less."

When Feng Yonghong paid Zhou Yingqiang and Zhang Zidong wages that day, Qingping felt that Feng Yonghong's gaze at Zhou Yingqiang was a little unusual, and she didn't know when she fell in love with his stupid cousin.

"Huh? No, it won't. ”

"What wouldn't be? If you give me a yes, should I ask her for help? Will you hurt her? ”

"Qingping, then, then you can ask her to help! I—I'm not going to hurt her. ”