"Of course it's true." Qiao Mo'er raised her eyebrows, full of pride, "When the blacksmith Ge finishes our fire bucket and discus, then we can also make another kind of pancake to sell, and we will definitely sell more." ”

As she spoke, Qiao Mo'er poured these copper plates on the kang and began to divide them into piles.

First, he picked up two and gave them to Dou'er, "Come on, Dou'er will buy you candy to eat." ”

"Sister take it." Dou'er hurriedly shook her head.

Qiao Mo'er tilted her head and thought about it, then smiled: "Then what do you want to eat, my sister will buy it for you tomorrow." ”

I'm selling on the street today, and this little guy has sold his strength.

"I want to eat my sister's steamed buns." Beans giggled.

"Your sister's hands are not good yet, I will make it for you when I learn it." Before Qiao Mo'er could speak, Liu Zening pulled Dou'er's pigtails and smiled.

Dou'er glanced back at him and pursed her mouth, "Then I'd better wait for my sister's hand." ”

"You're still disgusted with me." Liu Zening pretended to be angry.

"You also learned from your sister this mouth, and you are getting more and more picky." Qiao Xu slapped him lightly on the head.

Qiao Mo'er immediately retorted, "I don't pick my mouth." ”

It's true that she doesn't pick that mouth, it's just that there are too many things in this place, and the cooking is not very delicious.

Watching a few children bickering, Qiao Guangfa and Han were also smiling.

The family is getting better and better, so good!

Because it was the first day, the family went to town, and the family squeezed has not been fed yet.

After talking and laughing, the family began to get busy.

Qiao Xu was about to release the chickens and ducks in the corridor and let them forage for food, but found that the small stone trough that was feeding the chickens and ducks, which was originally placed on the other side, actually ran to the bottom of the window, and there was a not very clear footprint on it.

Has anyone been here?

"The stone trough..."

Liu Zening walked over with a handful of grass, and saw the footprints on the stone trough along Qiao Xu's eyes, and couldn't help frowning.

"There's someone lying in this window."

Because this is the west room of the hall, which is the room where the two of them usually live, there are chickens and ducks in the corridor, the windows have not been cleaned for a long time, and there is a thick layer of dust on them.

"I didn't lose anything at home..."

When they returned, the gate was locked, the door of the hall was locked, and there were chickens, ducks, and pigs in the yard, not a single one missing.

"Coming in from here."

After looking around the courtyard, Liu Zening walked to the edge of the fence next to the stove house, the fence that was originally straight was poured into it a little, and the soil where it was connected to the ground loosened.

Apparently someone crawled over from this side and was overwhelmed.

In order to confirm it, Liu Zening also personally climbed in from outside to conduct an experiment.

"Could it be the people of the old mansion..."Qiao Xu's face was gloomy.

He couldn't think of anyone else who could care about their family except the old mansion.

The two discussed for a while, and went to find Qiao Mo'er, who was still settling accounts with her fingers on the kang in the house.

"It doesn't have to be an old house." After Qiao Mo'er thought about it for a while, another figure appeared in her mind, glanced at Liu Zening, and said to the two of them: "Our family has lost nothing, so don't tell your father and mother first, so as not to worry about them anymore." ”

"Huh."

"Tomorrow, Dou'er and I will follow my father and mother to sell pancakes, brother, you and Liu Zening will be at home to watch the house, if there is anything, just go to Uncle Zhao Xiang and Aunt Wei's house."

After thinking about it for a while, Qiao Mo'er told the arrangement.

The villagers in the village, their families are also settled with Zhao Xiang and the Wei family.

As for the previous Song family, that family is not like a rural person, although there is some friendship, but Qiao Mo'er does not rush to go.

"Mother, I think we have to set up a signboard."

Keeping this matter in his heart, Qian Mo'er mentioned it to Han again when he turned back to eat.

"What should we call it?"

"Let's call it Qiao's finger cake." This Qiao Mo'er had already thought about it, "Let's ask Uncle Lu to help find someone to get a pretense tomorrow, and we'll hang it up." ”