Li Niang handed the abacus in her hand to Song Lingyue, Song Lingyue looked up at Aunt Li, Aunt Li nodded, indicating that the price was indeed fair.

Song Lingyue took a dime of silver from her purse and gave it to Li Niang, Li Niang took it, put the silver nude in the small box, and took out a rosewood tray: "Look, I still have some hair bands, waist ornaments, sachets or something here, do you like them?" ”

Song Lingyue looked down, and at a glance, she fell in love with an indigo sachet in the tray, which was embroidered with green bamboo, standing proudly in the wind, quite stylish.

"How do you sell this sachet?" Song Lingyue picked up the sachet and couldn't put it down.

Li Niang glanced at it, picked up the blue beauty, rolled out a touch of bright style, covered her lips and smiled: "But you want to give it to your sweetheart?" ”

The playful voice spat out from her vermilion red lips, and although it was a probing, it was not annoying.

Song Lingyue's face suddenly flushed, and it took a while to come to her senses: "No, it's not." ”

Li Niang swept Song Lingyue's powdery face with a pair of eyes from a passer-by, revealing a 'I understand' smile:

"That's it, you can take the sachet away, count it as a meeting gift from me. In the future, if I have a headache and brain fever and go to your doctor, you will have to worry a lot. ”

"What's so embarrassing about that?" Song Lingyue was a little disrespectful, but Aunt Li said, "Take it, accept it." In the future, you often come to her shop to buy more clothes, won't you repay her love? ”

"That's right." Li Niang didn't wait for Song Lingyue to postpone, and closed the box containing the silver naked.

He accompanied Aunt Li to sell the embroidered silk handkerchief to Li Niang, and cleared the money, and before they could go out, Xiangling outside the door couldn't wait to get in.

"Sister, how long are you going to go shopping! Brother Liu Liang and I are hungry, aren't we? Song Yanzhi tugged at Liu Liang's shirt and complained with a small face.

"How long has it been since you've been hungry?" Song Lingyue pinched Song Yanzhi's little face, "Do you want to eat?" Then help carry it. ”

Song Lingyue stuffed the wrapped clothes to Song Yanzhi, and then handed the two clothes that I bought for Qi Mo and Liu Liang to Liu Liang, "I bought these two pieces for you and Qi Mo, I saw that your clothes were short, so I bought two first, you see if they are comfortable to wear." If you like it, let's buy a few more. ”

"Thank you." Liu Liang's low voice was not really heard in the noisy cloth workshop.

Out of the cloth workshop, Song Yanzhi was clamoring to eat sugar gourds, and Song Lingyue had no choice but to buy one for him and Xiangling.

Song Yanzhi was busy eating sugar gourds, so naturally he didn't have time to hold the clothes that Song Lingyue bought, so he handed them all over to Liu Liang to carry.

There are really a lot of things to buy along the way, and Liu Liang has simply become her and Aunt Li's labor.

Seeing that Liu Liang was covered with large and small packages, Song Lingyue couldn't help but whisper: "Qi Mo is unwilling to come to the market with us, did he already know that we would definitely let you be used as coolies to carry our bags?" ”

Liu Liang wanted to laugh a little, but just shrugged his shoulders: "Probably." ”

"Sister, shall we go to the Eight Immortals Tower for dinner at noon? We've never eaten out yet! Song Yanzhi had finished eating a bunch of sugar gourds, and with a layer of honey on his mouth, he had already begun to remember dinner.

As soon as Song Lingyue looked up, it was indeed almost evening, and after shopping for so long, she was also a little hungry.

"What a gluttonous cat!" Song Lingyue tapped Song Yanzhi's nose.

"But, what about Brother Qi Mo?" Song Yanzhi tilted his head and asked Song Lingyue, "We are all eating in the Eight Immortals Building, and Brother Qi Mo is at home alone, how pitiful." ”

"This ......" Song Lingyue was also embarrassed.

It was Liu Liang who broke this dilemma: "In this way, I'll take the things home first, and then call Qi Mo too, let's eat out together today." ”

"Good! Good! That's a good idea! Song Yanzhi immediately cheered.

"Well, I'll go back with you. Aunt Li, please take the children to the Eight Immortals Building to occupy a seat first, and Liu Liang and I will go back as soon as they go. Song Lingyue thought about it and was still relieved, and turned to Aunt Li and said.

Aunt Li nodded understandingly: "It's okay!" Today's holiday, you can't let Qi Xiaozi be at home alone, it's too lonely. I'll take them to the Eight Immortal Towers to wait, and if you haven't come for an hour, I'll take them back, okay?" ”

"Well, that's troublesome Aunt Li." Song Lingyue lowered her head and instructed Song Yanzhi again: "In other words, then you have to listen to Aunt Li obediently and don't run around, you know?" ”

"Master, don't worry, I will help my mother watch the words." Xiangling stood up and grabbed Song Yanzhi's wrist.

Song Yanzhi shook off Xiangling's hand like a little adult, "I will be obedient." It's sister, you have to bring Brother Qi Mo over! ”

"Good!" Song Lingyue wiped Song Yanzhi's small brain, turned to Liu Liang and said, "Then let's go." ”

Song Lingyue saw that it was really difficult for Liu Liang to walk with such a pile of packages, so she took the initiative to help him share some of it.

The two walked in the direction of Shuangcha Alley with a smile and a smile, and Aunt Li looked at the harmonious backs of the two, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but show a shallow arc.

I saw that I was about to walk out of the market, but I never thought that a few little boys were running crazy in the market.

One of them, a little boy who was about the same age as Song Yanzhi, accidentally rubbed the sugar gourd on Song Lingyue's clothes, rolled a piece of syrup, and almost stuck to Song Lingyue's hair.

When the little boy saw that his sugar gourd had been destroyed, he began to splash and roll in the street, and wailed: "You pay me for the sugar gourd, you pay me for the sugar gourd." ”

The crying man was heartbreaking and tearful, and he didn't know what Song Lingyue thought had done to him.

Song Lingyue put the package in her hand on the ground, bent down and looked at him in a serious voice: "Little friend, you hit your sister, why do you want your sister to pay you sugar gourd?" That's not right. ”

"I want you to pay for it! I want you to accompany me! It's all because of you that I can't eat my sugar gourd! When the little boy saw Song Lingyue taking care of him, he became even more energetic, ignoring the dirt on the ground, and just rolled around, raising a puff of dust and lifting Song Lingyue's face.

Song Lingyue still wanted to reason with the little boy again, but she didn't want to rush out of the pork stall next door to a fat and bloated woman, holding a chopped bone in her hand, and shouted fiercely:

"Who bullied my tiger!"

As soon as the little boy who was crying on the ground heard this voice, he immediately got up from the ground with a grunt, and called out to the woman with a meaty face: "Mother! ”

When the woman walked in, Song Lingyue also endured her, it was Zhu Guixiang, who sold pork in the market.

Song Lingyue bought pork from Zhu Guixiang before, and she also knew that Zhu Guixiang had a son, who was still young and very baby.

"Aunt Zhu." Song Lingyue smiled at Zhu Guixiang.

"You bullied my tiger?" Zhu Guixiang raised her eyebrows and looked angry, and protected the little boy Huzi behind her.

Huzi played with his friends for a long time, his face was sweaty and gray, he looked dirty, with a pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes, but there was a sense of wit and cunning, he saw Zhu Guixiang standing up for himself, and immediately pulled his throat and began to howl:

"Mother, she stained my sugar gourd! My sugar gourd! ”

After howling for a long time, the tears were like those who didn't want money, and they dripped.

These tears came so quickly that Song Lingyue was shocked. If this kid can go to modern times and participate in a talent show, he will be able to qualify.

"Mother, the sugar gourd you bought for Huzi is dirty! Huzi is still reluctant to eat it! Huzi picked up the sugar gourd that had fallen on the ground and had been stained with a layer of ash, and wrinkled his dirty little face and sold it to his mother.

Zhu Guixiang was originally a short-term person, but when she heard that her son had been wronged, she stepped forward and grabbed Song Lingyue without saying anything:

"How old are you, why are you still bullying children! Quickly compensate my son for his sugar gourd! ”

Song Lingyue has a slender figure, how can she be the opponent of Zhu Guixiang, who often chops meat, and she can't break free.

"Why are you indiscriminate." Liu Liang stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Guixiang's wrist, and with a little force, Zhu Guixiang's entire face wrinkled.

"You let go!" Zhu Guixiang howled out in pain, and hurriedly loosened the fingers holding Song Lingyue, but her mouth was unrelenting: "You two adults bullied my child, are you reasonable?" ”

Song Lingyue successfully broke free from Zhu Guixiang's clamps, and said coldly to Zhu Guixiang: "Aunt Zhu, I can understand your son's heart, but you only listen to your son's words and conclude that I bullied your son, isn't it too arbitrary?" ”

At this time, Zhu Guixiang was captured by Liu Liang, but his face was still unconvinced.

At this time, the uncle who sold sugar gourds next to him couldn't stand it: "Huzi Niang, you are wrong to blame." Just now, that kid from your house and those guys over there have been running crazy in the market, bumped into this girl, and smeared the syrup of the sugar gourd on the girl's body. Probably afraid that you would scold him, he sprinkled it on the street, and we all saw it. ”

As soon as the old man's voice fell, the other onlookers also nodded and agreed, saying that they saw what happened, and it was Huzi who soiled Song Lingyue's clothes, not Song Lingyue who bullied Huzi.

Zhu Guixiang trembled, turned her head to look at Huzi beside her, and her tone became extremely serious: "Huzi, you tell your mother the truth, did you hit someone, or did someone bully you?" ”

Zhu Guixiang's face was stiff, not to mention Huzi, even Song Lingyue was a little afraid.

Huzi's tears were already rolling in his eyes, and it took a long time before he nodded and hummed, took a step back with a wince, looked up at Zhu Guixiang, and hurriedly lowered his head again:

"I'm afraid that my mother will blame me, so I will lie and say that this sister bullied me and soiled my sugar gourd."

"Good! All right! Zhu Guixiang said two 'yes' with a face, her bloated body twitched, and when she spoke again, her tone was already choked:

"How did my mother teach you? My mother told you that it doesn't matter if you don't study hard enough, it doesn't matter if you like to play, and you can forgive naughty and mischievous mothers, but it's just one, you can't lie, you can't be the same as your dead ghost daddy! Hello, promise your mother's words, turn around and forget. My mother has loved you in vain all these years, and she has protected you in vain. ”

Zhu Guixiang broke away from Liu Liang, apologized to Song Lingyue in a low voice, and didn't care about the appearance of the tiger on the side crying, and left without looking back with a bone chopping knife.

"Mother! I was wrong! Don't leave me! Huzi was really crying now, and hurriedly caught up with Zhu Guixiang.

"What's this all about?" Song Lingyue picked up all the packages thrown on the ground, patted the dust on them, looked down at the dirty skirt on her body and only shook her head.