Sun sat down on the edge of the kang, listening to the words of the eldest girl, his heart was comfortable, but when he looked at the little girl on the bed, he didn't get angry, and took a few deep breaths before he endured it.

"Who is Daddy for? Isn't it all for you two sisters? You're not old enough to say goodbye, so why don't you let you wear your sister's old clothes? As far as your sister's old clothes are worn, they are new compared to the people in the village, and you are still here, why are you not angry? ”

"You see how sensible your sister is, you look at you again."

"Mother, Zhu'er is still young, she doesn't understand anything, she can't talk with her brain, and when she grows up, she will know that what her father and mother are doing now is for her good, so don't worry about her, and then get angry." Qiao Zhen'er moved to Sun's side, and felt distressed for her.

Sun was even more satisfied with this eldest girl, patted her hand, and said in a soft voice: "Don't think too much, you are going to deliver water to the fourth family, this is your thoughtfulness, wait for your mother to go to the village a few times, no one dares to say anything, you just take care of it, and you must not leave a scar on your neck." ”

"Huh."

Qiao Zhen'er answered, and then went to care about Qiao Zhu'er again.

Even if Qiao Zhuer was either scolding her or slapping her face, she patiently and gently drugged her.

It's just that what is in her heart, I'm afraid only she knows.

The matter of the old mansion, Qiao Moer's family does not know and will not pay attention to it.

The foundation on the west side has been laid, the tile craftsmen and everything have been put in place, Zhao Xiang and Zhao Daquan have also come to help, although these two people have the same surname, but they are really not related, and they are not a clan, but the relationship is not bad.

Qiao Mo'er counted the family's silver and offered a salary of 20 yuan a day, which was enough for one meal and meat dishes.

She is not rich in money, but in order to radicalize these people, so that they can work hard and build the house as soon as possible. Search

The people in the village are now going to the West River if they have nothing to do, some want to have a relationship with Qiao Moer's family, and some are lively to see the excitement of building a house, but the common understanding of these people is that the Qiao family has made a fortune and made a fortune.

For this, Qiao Moer's family has no impact at all.

Qiao Guangfa stared at those tile craftsmen, helping to work together, although he was tired, he was still happy and couldn't close his mouth. Qiao Xu, Liu Zening and Dou'er were in the school hall and took classes seriously. And Qiao Moer took Han and Xiao Liuyi to study how to make moon cakes in the stove house.

There was still a small pile of peanuts left in the yard, and I was not in a hurry to pick them.

Aunt Pang was also invited to the house by Qiao Mo'er, Aunt Pang is about forty years old, her figure is a little fat, and she is a kind-hearted person. She was brought over from Liyang by Qianshan, and her cooking skills are naturally very good.

But for Qiao Mo'er, Aunt Pang's meals lacked a taste of home.

Aunt Pang is good at making good pastries, with her help, this time the moon cakes were successfully made, Qiao Mo'er's happy teeth were gone, and half of them were loaded for Aunt Pang to take back to Mr. Kong and them to taste.

She didn't break her promise, she made some peanut crisp, fried small twist flowers and fritters, and sent some over there.

"People are going to see it, and they think that our family is going to celebrate the New Year, even if it is the New Year, it has never been so rich, and it uses so many fried things." Han sat in the stove and lit the fire, and let out a sigh from time to time.

In the past two days, in order to make moon cakes and make those snacks, they have spent a lot of good things, which is something that they usually dare not think of, even if it is the New Year, their family is a little oily.

"Mother, our family will get better and better." Qiao Mo'er handed Xiao Liuyi, who was sitting next to Han, a twist flower, and said to Han with a smile: "And it's not a waste for us, we'll sell it when it's done." ”

When the time comes, she can also ask Qiao Guangfa to weave some cute and beautiful little baskets according to her ideas, and she can also add some colors to the oil paper that wraps the pastries, there is also beauty, there is also taste, and it can definitely be sold.