Song Xiaoqiao spread out the remaining vegetables and sprinkled them with water so as not to wilt.

Only then did he sit with Cao Fang, talking about which dishes were easier to sell today.

"It was sold for a total of seven yuan, four cents and eight cents, which is a lot of money." Brother Zhao was surprised and piled up all the money in front of Cao Fang: "Mother, count it, am I counting correctly, Xiaocao and I both counted seven yuan, four cents and eight cents." ”

Cao Fang smiled and began to count.

She counted very slowly, spreading out all the crumpled money, building them one by one, and then separating the first and second points together.

After counting twice, he looked up, smiled and said to Song Xiaoqiao: "It's seven pieces, four cents and eight cents." ”

Song Xiaoqiao: "I used eleven yuan to buy these vegetables, and half of them were sold today." ”

"Less than half." Cao Jinshan on the side said: "There are a lot of cabbage and lotus cabbage left. ”

Song Xiaoqiao bought a lot of potatoes.

However, the artichoke is all sold out.

Speaking of which, the sales today are not bad, and most of them are bought by people who know her.

"I'll come back tomorrow morning with some potatoes."

"I'll go with you two tomorrow too." Cao Fang said, "I'll go in the morning." ”

Song Xiaoqiao pulled Cao Fang's arm and said with a smile: "Mother, I'll go to buy the goods in the morning, you can sleep more, so that you can take care of the stall during the day, and I can make up for sleep." ”

Cao Fang: "I'll go, if I know the way, I can go alone in the future, you are still young, I can't sleep after the early hours of the morning, you can sleep more." ”

Song Xiaoqiao put his arm around his mother's shoulders and said half-coquettishly: "Mother, it's still your best." ”

"No matter how old you are, you're still like this." Although Cao Fang glanced at Song Xiaoqiao, her heart was quite beautiful.

Most mothers like their daughters to cling to her.

At three o'clock in the morning the next day, Cao Fang, Song Xiaoqiao and Cao Jinshan got up together, locked the door and went out.

Cao Jinshan ordered Song Xiaoqiao to sit in the car, and he and Cao Fang walked together, talking with each other.

At the beginning of his sister's vegetable stall, he thought about staying and helping for a few days.

After all, he is a man, whether he is doing hard work or standing there as a door god, he is better than a woman.

It has been a busy farming season recently, and there is not much bricklayer work at home.

In previous years, at times like this, he helped his brother and sister-in-law farm the land.

But this year, he didn't have that idea.

Cao Fang was a little worried: "Then if you don't go back early, what if, in case Lan Lan has a grievance in her heart?" ”

"It's okay sister, when the time comes, I'll say that there is work outside for a few more days, don't talk about your affairs in the city, I have a job, and they can't do anything to me, not to mention that they farm their own land and sell food by themselves, it's easy for me to help, and it's my own will not to help, no matter what they think."

Because of his sister's affairs, Cao Jinshan has a lot of opinions about his brother and sister-in-law.

Cao Fang sighed: "If the family can be harmonious, it will be harmonious, Lan Lan is not bad, but she has two sons to support, so she is a little stingy, and it is also for that family, don't worry about her." ”

"What does it mean that the heart is not bad?" Song Xiaoqiao said dissatisfiedly: "Mother, don't tell my brother-in-law what you say, my brother-in-law is honest enough, don't be brainwashed by you anymore and become a person like you." ”

"What are you talking nonsense, you girl?"

"What do you mean by me talking nonsense?" Song Xiaoqiao had been worried about Cao Jinshan's affairs, and he just picked out this topic when he heard the words.