"Just because you and Brother Wang are okay now, if I really wanted to report you, I would have gone a long time ago, why hide it until now?"

Lan Daya glared at Lan Xiaoqing: "It was Wang Datie who gave you the money, right?" I've also heard about the Zhu family's troubles with you, and I see that the person who gave you the money is not Mu Xian at all! It's Wang Datie! Mu Xian actually took the initiative to relieve this dead girl, and when she thought of this, Lan Daya's expression distorted.

Lan Xiaoqing smiled and said nothing, it is not impossible for Lan Daya to think like this.

And Lan Xiaoqing didn't say anything, Lan Daya took it as her acquiescence, she stared at Lan Xiaoqing with strong jealousy and dissatisfaction: "Tell me about my belly, my mother is afraid that I will go out to find a wild man, so I am not allowed to leave the house for a step, and now I can't go anywhere." And she's going to give me a fetal pill soon, you can go and ask Wang Datie to give me an idea." ”

"Yes." But listen to the way she looks at herself...... Lan Xiaoqing always felt a little weird.

"As soon as possible!" Lan Daya glanced out of the kitchen with disgust and hatred, she didn't want to stay in this disgusting place for a moment.

"Okay, wait for my news." Lan Xiaoqing left the fried pork kidneys and walked out with an empty basket.

After Lan Xiaoqing left, Lan Erya slowly carried a pile of firewood from the corner into the kitchen.

*

When Lan Xiaoqing went back, Lan Erlang had already baked the corn flour tortillas, and was sitting at the head of the bed rubbing his book at the moment.

Looking at his melancholy eyes, Lan Xiaoqing beat a drum in her heart, could it be that she felt tired after a day of work and couldn't stand it, and wanted to take the examination again.

However, it soon turned out that Lan Xiaoqing was wrong.

Lan Erlang didn't want to continue to take the imperial examination, but was thinking about selling the books, but he was reluctant, wiped his eyes and said: "Dad wants to sell these books for some money, but these books are everywhere in the notes left by your mother, whenever I see these beautiful handwriting, I seem to see your mother in front of me, lighting the lamp and grinding ink for me, this is the only thought your mother left me, I really ...... I can't bear it. ”

He buried his head as he spoke, and began to cry.

Lan Xiaoqing is not a cold-blooded animal, and her heart was inexplicably sour when she saw this scene: "Then we won't sell it, my father didn't sell it in the past days than now, and now I can't sell it, besides, didn't I get some pigskin from Wang Datie and came back, I'll make money." ”

"You—Are you still thinking about pigskin?" Lan Erlang's baby rubbed the treasure book in his hand, raised his hazy teary eyes and looked at Lan Xiaoqing: "Who will buy this thing?" ”

"Just try it." In her previous life, fried pork skin hot pot, pork skin fresh bamboo shoot soup, crystal pork skin jelly which is not her Lan Xiaoqing's favorite, and those sold are not cheap, especially crystal pig skin jelly, a small plate of cold dishes from thirty!

But the pigskin is cheap here, so don't want it, just take the crystal pigskin jelly, this is something that the ancient people have never seen at all, she doesn't believe that no one will buy it!

Lan Erlang knew that he didn't have to sell books, and he was in a much better mood, so he began to talk about eating.

At the dinner table, Lan Erlang asked cautiously: "Go and deliver food to your grandmother, they didn't embarrass you, right?" ”

Hmm...... "No." ”

"And what did your grandma say? Do you still like what you send? "A look of anticipation.

"It should ...... I like it, it's a bit of meat after all. ”

At the same time, the old blue head is at home......