Chapter Eighty-Seven: A Handkerchief

"When you first arrived, you will surely have to make money in many places." Mu Qiange explained with a smile: "This money, if you look at what is missing, you can buy something." Since I have come to this home, I have settled down for a long time in the future, and there are many things to buy, so I can't use them. ”

Speaking of this, he lowered his voice a little embarrassedly: "You don't have too little money, although you don't want to be paid, but what is the business of my own tavern, I know best, now the business in the tavern is booming, and most of the business is still your reason."

Seeing the complexity in Cuihua's eyes as shyness, he hurriedly comforted: "Xiao Yang is small, he is a knife-mouthed tofu heart, since he is willing to keep you, it proves that he recognizes you." After a long time here, you'll see that everybody's fine. ”

Rubbing his somewhat sour waist and eyes, he looked at the swill bucket on the ground apologetically: "My back hurts badly today, so I'll trouble you."

Cai Wei nodded randomly: "Well, let's put it here."

When passing by her, Mu Qiange gently patted her shoulder: "You also rest early, the work can't be done, if there is anything, we will clean up together tomorrow."

After Mu Qiange left, she breathed a sigh of relief, and the knife in the cuff slipped down and fell to the ground with a clang.

Cai Wei also sat on the ground.

What is she doing? Why don't you take advantage of the opportunity to kill Mu Qiange!

She didn't have the ability to get close to Xiao Ruijin, and she couldn't kill his brothers. But if she can kill Mu Qiange, killing her is equivalent to killing Xiao Ruijin, and also letting Xiao Ruijin taste this heartache.

Could it be that she was moved by Mu Qiange's little favor?

The silver in her hand was thrown out like a hot hand, Cai Wei buried her face in her palm, her shoulders twitched slightly, and she whimpered.

She is a waste, Xiao Ruijin killed 126 members of her family, but she couldn't even kill a woman.

Occasionally, the breeze and candlelight flickered, and the pain and sadness in her eyes flashed. Silently picked up the silver on the ground and held it in the palm of his hand, until the silver chrome broke through the palm of his hand, and the deep stinging feeling could eliminate the slight warmth.

Following.

Mu Qiange went to the kitchen early to start cleaning up, and when Xiao Yang and Cai Wei came over, they were instantly choked by the smell of the house.

"Sister Qiange, what are you doing?"

No wonder Xiao Yang was surprised, the room was full of spicy smell, and the smoked people couldn't open their eyes. Luckily, they ran fast, otherwise their faces would have been swollen by now.

Mu Qiange walked out of the house with a headscarf and a face towel.

"Oh, it's nothing, I just chopped a few little red cannons and wanted to pickle a spicy one."

Take off your gloves: "Don't go into the house for the two of you, and we'll talk about it when the smell dissipates later."

It's not like you can't get in.

Pickled spicy seeds are not a rare thing in Yicheng, but people who can put two spicy sticks in this little red cannon in a pot have long tears, and they use it to make pickled spicy seeds and eat them

Remove the intestines and burn out?

Mu Qiange smiled mysteriously: "You will know in the future."

This matter is related to the future fate of the small restaurant, and she wants to tell them after the matter is completed, so as to surprise everyone.

As he was talking, he suddenly heard that there seemed to be movement outside the door, and there was a faint sound of someone calling the door, Mu Qiange couldn't help frowning, and told them to make breakfast for a while, and he went over to open the door.

As I walked, I thought, who would it be so early.

As the door panels were removed, the golden sunlight finally couldn't help but scramble to squeeze in from outside the house and shine into the front hall.

Along with the sunshine, there is also Zhuangzi's bright smiling face.

"Zhuangzi!"

Mu Qiange was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly leaned the last piece of door panel in his hand to the side and took her hand: "This child, why did you come early in the morning." It's just right, I'm making breakfast at home, come in. ”

"Sister Qiange."

Zhuangzi grinned and leaned to the side so that the behemoth could be revealed.

"Look, what is this?"

When he saw the things on the donkey cart clearly, Mu Qiange's eyes suddenly widened.

"My mother said that you have to use spicy seeds every day to open the restaurant, and I'm afraid you have already used up the ones you picked last time. No, my father asked me to send it quickly before dawn, saying that if the sun came to poison, it would be bad to have to dry all the spicy seeds. ”

But no, behind the donkey cart, there were four big bamboo baskets, and inside each bamboo basket, there was the little red cannon.

Bringing the donkey cart in from the backyard, Mu Qiange and Xiao Yang moved down together.

"I'll have to wash my hands after moving in a moment." Zhuangzi reminded: "This spicy man is domineering, the dog bolt went to pee after touching this, and he cried for half a night."

"Zhuangzi!"

Xiao Yang, who came out of the inquiry, saw that it was his friend Zhuangzi, and an excited voice came: "Brother Zhuangzi is here, wash your hands quickly, let's get together after eating."

When you're done, wash your hands and get ready to eat. ”

"Brother Zhuangzi, you haven't been here for a long time, I miss you all this time."

Zhuangzi grinned, revealing a mouthful of white dangling teeth: "Brother Xiao Yang, Brother Big Yang?"

"Him! Went to the barracks for exercise. Mu Qiange especially likes the child Zhuangzi, and thinks that he is like this basket full of little red cannons, with a spicy temperament and momentum.

Turning his head to Xiao Yang, he said, "After eating, you will tell Zhuangzi what you learned in the academy."

Before Xiao Yang could respond, he heard Zhuangzi's full of gratitude, "Thank you, Sister Qiange, thank you, Brother Xiao Yang." ”

The two children have formed a deep bond since they last met. Xiao Yang happily held his arm, his eyebrows fluttering: "I'm here this time, but I'm not allowed to go, why don't you stay and have fun with me for a few days."

Zhuangzi was afraid of causing trouble to Mu Qiange's family, so he hurriedly said: "Xiao Yang, Zhuangzi has to go back to help."

"How can you be so busy." Xiao Yang pouted, reluctantly

"You and Sister Qiange are busy, since Brother Da Yang left, my mouth is about to stink, it's easy for Zhuangzi to come over, Aunt Li won't let you come to play with me for a few days."

As soon as Da Yang was mentioned, Xiao Yang's eyebrows and eyes suddenly drooped.

Mu Qiange hurriedly diverted the topic: "You only care about yourself, the strong son of the family is about the same age as you, and he is already a good hand at farming at home, if you can learn a few points, your eldest brother and I will be Amitabha."

After that, he looked at Zhuangzi with a loving face: "But the busy farming should have passed recently, if you are not busy, you will stay for a few days, just let Xiao Yang teach you to know a few big words."

Xiao Yang pouted, but he pulled Zhuangzi's arm and refused to let go.

Zhuangzi smiled apologetically: "Xiao Yang, not today."

"Although the farm is over, my father has planted some new things this time, and I have to go back to help. Oh yes. ”

Twisted into the donkey cart, and worked hard to move two large buckets of things, seeing Mu Qiange bending down and coming out of the kitchen, his eyes lit up, and he beckoned: "Sister Qiange, come and help me."

Mu Qiange stepped forward quickly, and the two of them hugged the bucket together.

"What is this?"

Mu Qiange couldn't help but wonder, stepped forward and lifted the lid, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Sesame oil."

But no, a strong aroma came to his nose, and Mu Qiange couldn't help but wonder: "...... is this?"

"Oh, didn't I grow sesame seeds in my land at the beginning, and the one who originally leased your land said that the lease period would return the land, and I couldn't help it. I returned all the sesame seeds I received. My father thought that it was inconvenient to bring these sesame seeds to you, so he squeezed them into sesame oil, saying that it was convenient to use. ”

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

"Do you still have this craft at home?"

You must know that the sesame seeds in the dealer's household are all sent to the oil mill, and this sesame oil can only be used by rich and noble families, and generally only the town has an oil mill.

Hearing this, Zhuangzi looked at each other, and both of them smiled.

"Sister Qiange, you don't know." Zhuangzi said: "When my father used to do short-term work, he also squeezed oil, and when he came back, he tinkered with it himself, and it was not a problem to be simple."

Mu Qiange's mind was thinking quickly, but before the matter was decided, he was determined to keep it a secret, so as not to rejoice in vain.

Everyone was happy, but Xiao Yang was not happy.

"It's boring at home, and I'm busy in this square inch all day long, Zhuangzi, you just stay with me."

Seeing that Zhuangzi's face was difficult, Mu Qiange reprimanded softly: "Zhuangzi is busier than you, so don't be strong."

"Or?"

Zhuangzi hesitated for a moment: "Ask Xiao Yang to come with me to live in my house for two days?"

"Nope."

"No way!"

Mu Qiange didn't think about it and immediately refused: "Zhuangzi, you don't know Xiao Yang, you're lazy." Going will only cause you trouble, so forget it. ”

Xiao Yang's eyes were red with anger, and he looked at Mu Qiange

, dissatisfied: "Sister Qiange, do you think so too?"

"Not really." Mu Qiange hurriedly explained: "Xiao Yang, you have also seen what Aunt Li's house is like, it can't be compared with our family at all, I'm afraid that you won't be used to eating and living, and you will be offended."

When Xiao Yang heard this, he immediately raised his chin and showed disdain: "In your eyes, I am like this?" Then I really have to go this time, so as not to make you look down on you! ”

After that, he grabbed Zhuangzi's arm and told him urgently: "You just wait for me here, but don't go, I'll go back to the house and pack my things now."

Then he ran back to the house with a cigarette, completely ignoring Mu Qiange's angry screams.

"Sister Qiange, let Xiao Yang go with me."

Zhuangzi smiled heartily: "He doesn't have a company here, he's bored." Sister Qiange, don't worry, the family is living a much better life now, and it will definitely not be at the expense of Xiao Yang. ”

"I'm afraid he's going to get you in trouble."

But now, Xiao Yang is holding back enough energy and has to go, Mu Qiange thought about it, Xiao Yang has also helped a lot in the store these days, and it is estimated that he can't bear it anymore, so he just should take a vacation.

So, he sighed and took his hand: "Go back and tell your mother, and come home in a few days."

Knowing that she agreed, Zhuangzi responded crisply, and then remembered something, and felt a handkerchief from his body.

"Sister Qiange, this is what our mother asked me to bring to you."

Mu Qiange took it and unfolded it, it turned out that Aunt Li had embroidered a fortune map on it, it seemed that Aunt Li really had a heart.

As soon as he finished reading the handkerchief, Xiao Yang ran out in a hurry, still with a big bag of baggage in his hand.

"Let's go, Zhuangzi!"

His eyes were shining, so he went to take Zhuangzi's arm, and was arrogant: "Let's see me change my heart and face to show them, lest they always look at people through the cracks in the door."

The words amused everyone.

Then he looked at Xiao Yang with righteous words: "Don't make trouble when you go to Zhuangzi, otherwise you will come back quickly."

What answered her was Xiao Yang's grimace and her impatient cheers.

Sending Xiao Yang away, Mu Qian turned around and entered the house, and came out again, holding two pieces of white cloth in his hand.

"Spread this on the floor."

According to her request, she and Cai Wei tidied up the cloth one by one, and she directly carried a basket of spicy seeds, and poured them all on the white cloth.

(End of chapter)