Feng Yan thought of the good opportunity of the little four to make the Wang family make trouble, and when he saw that the Wang family still wanted to speak, he frowned coldly, "I can't stop your mouth if I have meat to eat?" It's just whimsical, Young Master Ling's people have been trained in the barracks, and they are a group of people. Can we compare with them? ”

That night, Erlang came back and saw Pan Shi drinking chicken soup and said with a smile: "Well, it seems that my sister-in-law really takes care of you." I have to give Xiaobao some New Year's money. ”

"My sister-in-law is very good at taking care of me. Otherwise, if you are not at home, you will let your mother scoop all the delicious food for the third child. I'm afraid I'll have to get some chicken feet and chicken ribs. However, today's chicken was brought by Mingjing. The 500 wen also has to save flowers, otherwise it will not be enough. ”

"Oh, Mingjing brought it. Didn't she only give the three little ones and you a tooth sacrifice before? ”

"Big brother has been pushing my uncle these days. If you want me to say, you can't lose anything if you are good with Mingjing. ”

"I don't know if others suffer or not. I'm suffering a lot anyway, and the whole family is pointing to my monthly money. It's just for you and the children to eat, and I have to raise the third child. He used to have a deep brotherly relationship with me, and since he was a child, he would sue me and get beaten up. "Erlang can't say that he's not fucking, but he's very dissatisfied with the third child.

"Big brother is looking for a job to do, why don't you find out for him?"

"Who's recruiting people in the moon? The boss always just wants to get to the top in one step. But now I can't help him, I'll ask the steward after the Lantern Festival. Come, give me a touch of our son. "That's it, don't think about the third child. After the separation, it has nothing to do with him, and the boss has to bear him for the rest of his life.

When he was in the market on the sixth day of the new year, Mingjing went to the street to buy beans. They only moved back to the countryside this year, and there are certainly no beans in the cupboard. Even if there is, there must not be much. And Laba is going to have a dinner, and Laba porridge is indispensable, so I simply went into the city today to buy more.

There is no need to buy the dishes that you need to use on the eighth day of the new year. She has already agreed with a few fish sellers, and when the time comes, she will smash the glacier and catch a few more for her. There is also pork, and Ming'er's pig killing family also promised to help her keep fifteen catties of good meat. Then the game sent by Lingjing Mountain was fresh and pickled. As for vegetables, this one is hard to find in winter. I had to soak as many mushrooms and fungus as possible. She went to the city today to see if she could buy some. However, it is estimated that it is enough to choke, and most of the seeds left by farmers are in the spring of the next year, and they will not be sold easily. As for the greenhouse vegetables of the rich people, they will definitely not be sold out. Even the selling price is frighteningly high, and it is estimated that Tianxianglou or something can still afford it.

In addition, the medicine field has a dinner here, and the inn can't let people watch it. She also sent some of the ingredients for cooking Laba porridge when she went back, and then asked the shopkeeper Zhong to order a table of banquets to entertain her.

Mingyu was with her, and she was going to deliver embroidery. Actually, it's okay to entrust it to Mingjing, but she also wants to go shopping. Wang Cuihua is also with them today, and she is taking turns to rest today.

Mingjing asked, "Sister Yu, brother-in-law also agreed with you?" ”

"Well, agreed. If you don't believe it, ask him tomorrow. "The prospective son-in-law who is engaged at four o'clock and eight festivals is going to come to the door in person to give gifts.

"Okay."

Uncle Wang turned his head to look at the two of them, and then looked at his daughter, speaking of which, Cuihua is half a year older than Mingjing, and now it's time to make up her mind.