Lao Wang is not a person who is greedy for the cheap of juniors, but she just loves Mu Xian too much.

As soon as Lan Xiaoqing said this, she was a little moved.

But she will tell her grandson about these feelings and let him inherit them.

In the future, he will be prosperous, and he will still be able to think about the Lan family, and maybe he can help one or two.

So Lao Wang accepted these mung bean cakes for Mu Xian, and euphemistically said that she would tell Mu Xian to know.

Lan Xiaoqing was grateful to the old Wang family in her heart.

But in fact, there is no need to say it or not, because only Lan Xiaoqing can make mung bean cake now, and Mu Xian will know who sent it as soon as he sees it.

Lao Wang talked to Lan Xiaoqing while collecting the soles: "In two months, your brother Muxian will go to Fucheng for the exam, and my soles are for him."

Thanks to the blessing of our ancestors, our family can have some family background, and we can hire a car to send our children to Fucheng to take the exam. Those who are not in good condition at home can only walk on two feet.

If you have to walk from a small village to Fucheng, you can't stop without three or five pairs of shoes. The shoes bought outside are not good, and the soles are not solid, so we have to be stitches and threads. ”

When it comes to the clothes, hats, shoes and socks made for Mu Xian, Lao Wang is talking endlessly.

Lan Xiaoqing also listened to it with relish, she didn't know about it, and she hadn't experienced it, anyway, she didn't know how to make shoes, and the clothes on her feet were bought, so it sounded quite fresh.

Lao Wang looked at her happy appearance, and suddenly sympathized with her in his heart.

This girl's mother went early, and her mother didn't treat her as a human being, so she was afraid that she wouldn't even be able to take a needle and thread.

Lao Wang thought about it for a while, and suddenly made a decision: "If the young girl is free, come to me more often, grandma asked you to make clothes with the soles of your shoes." ”

…… The smile on Lan Xiaoqing's face gradually disappeared.

"Hahaha, Grandma Wang, where do I put this ink fountain?"

"Oh, the ink bucket." The old Wang clan didn't want to match Lan Xiaoqing and Mu Ping all the time, "You go and find Mu Ping in the backyard by yourself, he knows where this thing should be." Oh yes, you can just bring the mung bean cake with you. ”

"Good, good." Lan Xiaoqing was afraid that the old Wang family would continue to talk about learning to do needlework.

Just kidding, it's proper for her to open the courier with her bare hands, but embroider flowers to make clothes...... That's a lot of hard work.

So as soon as the smoke slipped away, Lan Xiaoqing ran away without a shadow and went straight to the bamboo forest in the backyard.

"Mu Ping? Muping, are you there? Lan Xiaoqing didn't dare to make too much noise, for fear of disturbing Mu Xian, so she shouted as she walked forward.

Mu Ping quickly walked out of the study and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?" ”

Lan Xiaoqing praised him: "Dog ears, true spirit." ”

"......" Mu Ping, "you still have a dog face." Say, what are you looking for me? ”

Lan Xiaoqing raised the ink bucket in his hand: "Return this, Grandma Wang said to look for you." ”

"Huh? Looking for me? …… Well, it's not impossible. ”

"Hey, what is Brother Muxian doing?"

"Make a fuss. Jiang Fuzi assigned it, and the time for the exam was getting closer and closer, and Jiang Fuzi gave a few questions. ”

"Well, it's been a long time since I've seen him. Then please help me bring the mung bean cake to Brother Mu Xian, and I won't go. ”

"You made mung bean cake again, can I steal one first?"

"If you want to steal food, just steal it, and tell me what you are doing. Alas, I'll eat it later, don't cover it! ”

"Out of breath!"

The two were putting their heads together and stealing their mouths, but suddenly a wave of water splashed under their feet, and the two thieves were startled.

When I turned around, I saw Mu Xian holding a pen and looking at them with a black face: "What are you doing?" ”