After eating, Li asked Wanniang to wash clothes at home and took the children to the town by herself.

Xu Hu also took the hoe and went to the ground early. Wan Niang took the two children to wash the dishes and clothes, and then let the two children take their books to the hall to read. And she, as she had done in this house, slaughtered pigweed with chaff, and fed chickens, ducks, geese, and rabbits.

"Xu Wan!" A girl in a floral dress and bell bottoms stood outside the courtyard and shouted happily when she saw Wan Niang.

"Swallow!" As soon as Wan Niang heard it, she knew who this person was.

This person's name is Xu Yan, and he is the child of Wanniang's fourth uncle, and he grew up with Wanniang. Although the two are noisy, they can be regarded as Wanniang's only close friends. Why is it called 'counting' growing up together? That's because Wan Niang has been working at home since she only read three books, and Xu Yan has finished junior high school, and junior high school is still in the town, which is far away from Xujia Village, so Xu Yan lives in the school, and only on Saturdays and Sundays, Wan Niang and Xu Yan can play together.

Xu Yan happily entered the courtyard of Wan Niang's house, put down the laundry tub in her hand, and said with a smile: "Why are you back?" What does that one do to you? ”

"Dead."

"Dead?" Xu Yan was stunned, "This ...... Why did he die? Didn't you say that Chongxi can be good? ”

"You read more books than I do, didn't the teacher say don't want feudal superstition?" Wan Niang said with a smile, Wang Jian's death may be known to everyone in ten miles and eight townships, but Xu Yan, who works as an accountant in the town, must not know.

"Xu Wan......" Seeing Wanniang smiling, Xu Yan was a little uncomfortable, thinking that Wanniang was forcing a smile. After all, the previous Wanniang was saved by Wang Jian, although there may be no love between men and women, but there must be admiration and gratitude. She took Wan Niang's hand and didn't say anything else.

"Silly girl, I'm fine."

"Hmm." Xu Yan knew that Wan Niang would definitely not want to say it since she was back, so she didn't mention it anymore, but said with a smile: "It's fifteen in two days, let's go to the temple for fasting together, I invite you." ”

"Temple fair?" Wan Niang remembered that in Shu Province, most areas have such a custom, and on the fifteenth day of the new year, she went to the temple to eat vegetarian food. A person only pays a few cents, pays the money to receive food stamps, everyone sits together, the nuns guarding the temple will cook and serve food, and then collect the food stamps before giving chopsticks.

You can eat a lot of vegetables that day, braised potatoes, braised beans, all kinds of seasonal vegetables, and bean curd...... They are all vegetarian dishes without oil, but they are very delicious. It is also stipulated that each person must eat three bowls of rice, and those who can't eat three bowls will basically eat less rice per bowl, and they must eat three bowls anyway. In her previous life, Wanniang also liked to follow her parents to the temple to eat.

When she was a child, she didn't have much entertainment except watching TV, and her parents didn't allow her to watch TV all the time, so every time she was on the fifteenth day of the new year, as long as it was Sunday, she was very happy. Just like going to travel, the temples in Shu Province are all on the top of the mountain, and it takes at least one or two hours to climb the mountain, but there are begging and fortune tellers on the road, and there are also those who sell fun toys, snacks, and animals made of silk and wool poles...... Every time her parents would buy her a snack, she would eat and walk at the same time, and she was very happy.

"That's right! I just got a month's salary, and I'll treat you to dinner when the time comes. Xu Yan pulled Wanniang, approached her, covered her mouth and whispered: "Let me tell you something, when the time comes, many people in our city will come to our mountain temple in Xujia Village, you and Sanniang burn some sweet potatoes, boil some sugar water and sell them in the middle of the mountain, and it will definitely make money." ”

"Didn't the people in the city go to Liushan Temple in previous years?" Wan Niang was a little puzzled.

"You don't know that, do you?" Xu Yan clasped her hands to her chest proudly, "I heard our boss say that a big man came from the capital in our Shu Province, he and his wife have been married for more than ten years and have not been pregnant, I don't know how much medicine I have taken and how many Buddhas I have worshipped." But more than ten years ago, I worshiped Guanyin, a son in our village temple, and gave birth to a son. This time I came back to repay my wish! Even our mayor and our village secretary are with them! ”

"So there are a lot of people from the city who will come here?" Wan Niang looked at Xu Yan and asked excitedly. Xu Yan knew that it didn't make sense for other people in the city to know that the reputation of the temple had spread, and there were more people who burned incense and worshiped Buddha later.

"Uh-huh!" Xu Yan nodded, "Didn't we always pick flowers to sell in the past?" No one wears a flip flower now! It's so old-fashioned! It's really okay for you and Sanniang to sell some sweet potatoes together. The city burns honeycomb coal and charcoal fires. Sweet potatoes are eaten to cook porridge or steamed, but roasted sweet potatoes are not often eaten. ”

Wan Niang knew this, in her previous life, when she was a child, she also burned honeycomb coal at home, unlike this countryside, after cooking and frying vegetables, if there is still sparks in the stove, directly throw sweet potatoes or corn into the stove, and it will be roasted after a while, take it out and eat it, sweet and glutinous, so delicious that it is not good.

Roasted sweet potatoes. A must-have snack in the previous life scenic spot, compared to selling fruits, sugar cane and fried chestnuts, roasted sweet potatoes are simply profiteering. A sweet potato is definitely less than a catty, but a sweet potato can be sold for more than a dozen yuan in the scenic spot, and a slightly cheaper roasted sweet potato on the street is also five yuan a piece.

"Okay, I see, thank you Swallow. I'll tell you what I'm going to do when the time comes. Wan Niang has a measure in her heart, maybe she can really sell roasted sweet potatoes, anyway, in her memory, there are no roasted sweet potatoes in the commune, and there are no roasted sweet potatoes in the town...... She didn't know it in the city, but it was enough to sell it in the town, and there were schools, hospitals, and bus stops in the town, so the spending power would definitely keep up.

It's really not good, she can still sell it cheaper than the street in her previous life. As long as you can make money, it's good, and it's always getting better and better if you take it slowly.

"Okay, then I'll go back first." Xu Yan picked up the laundry basin on the ground, "My mother asked me to pay my salary yesterday, but I didn't pay it, and she was instructing me to work!" ”

Wang Yu heard the movement, took the book and walked out of the door curiously, "Mom......"

"Light rain." Wan Niang smiled and beckoned to Wang Yu, "Come here, call Aunt Yan." ”

"Aunt Yan." Wang Yu walked to Wanniang's side, very well-behaved and obedient.

"Huh...... Eh...... Yan...... Aunt? Xu Yan stumbled in response, and her brain couldn't turn around.

"Bump!" With a bang, she was so shocked that the laundry tub in her hand fell down, and the clothes in the basin fell to the ground.

Xu Yan came back to her senses and pulled Wan Niang, "Xu Wan! I don't care, you washed my clothes for me. ”

"Hahaha, okay, I'll wash you, hahaha." Wan Niang smiled, squatted down to pick up Xu Yan's laundry basin, loaded her clothes on the ground, took them to the edge of her own pressurized water well, and began to draw water.

"Hmph, don't laugh." Xu Yan snorted at Wan Niang, squatted down and looked at Wang Yu in front of her, "You are Wang Jian's daughter, right?" How old is it? ”

"Aunt Yan, I'm 8 years old."