Huaxi walked through the village carrying a food box, her head bowed unwilling to look at the contemptuous glances cast by the villagers who passed by. Since the incident of Hua Qingyan broke out on the day of the big set, every time she went out, someone pointed at her and said some ugly things, and even the girls who were good friends with her on weekdays were reluctant to associate with her. The house is even more chaotic, and Daddy Hua and Wen's quarrel when they disagree, making the family unpeaceful all day long. Wen also often sprinkled his anger on her and her brother, Hua Yang was a bold one, and when she saw that the situation was wrong, she immediately slipped away, leaving her alone to face Wen's curses.

Huaxi bit her lip and felt that her arm hurt terribly. Hua Panpan was imprisoned in the ancestral hall, and the Wen family has never cooked since she accepted her eldest daughter-in-law, and now that the family is separated, the job of cooking naturally falls on the junior Huaxi. But Huaxi has been pampered since she was a child, and she can't do it at all. As soon as Huaxi picked up the knife, he almost cut his hand, and he was burned by the splashed oil. finally waited for her to make it, Wen still disliked it in various ways, and even twisted her arm fiercely, and now it is estimated that it is all bruised.

The ancestral hall of the village is in the woods at the foot of the mountain to the east, and because it is close to the mountain and in the woods, it is gloomy and cannot see the sun even during the day. There is only one path from the woods to the ancestral hall, and Huaxi stood at the mouth of the forest and looked inside, and couldn't help but shiver. Thinking of Hua Panpan, who was locked inside, she still had the courage to walk in.

Generally, when there is no major event in the village, the ancestral hall will not be opened, so except for Zhou Bo, who guards the ancestral hall, there is no one in the ancestral hall on weekdays, but now there is one more Hua Panpan in it.

Hua Panpan was locked up in the westernmost room of the ancestral hall, which was an empty room with nothing in it. And the room has only a window about the size of a head, except for the door. Hua Panpan sat by the window, looking out. It wasn't that she hadn't tried to escape, but the door had been locked from the moment she was locked in.

Hua Panpan curled up, trying to empty her mind and not think about the thousands of spiritual positions in the next room. But as soon as she was in a trance, those spiritual positions appeared in her mind one after another. She was so scared that she didn't dare close her eyes. Especially at night, the ancestral hall is quiet, and there is no sound. But Hua Panpan always felt that someone was walking around next door, and it didn't stop!

"Mother, it's time to eat."

Hearing Huaxi's voice, Hua Panpan stood up suddenly, stretched out his hand from the window and grabbed Huaxi's arm: "Okay, Xi'er, you go and beg Lizheng to intercede, let them let me out!" There are ghosts here, there are ghosts really! ”

Hua Panpan's face was very pale, and the blue and black under her eyes were very obvious. She grabbed Huaxi's arm with a frenzied look, and the strength was so heavy that Huaxi couldn't help but exhale in pain, and almost didn't hold the food box to let it fall to the ground. Hua Xi frowned and withdrew her hand, looking at Hua Panpan, who was a little delirious, a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes: "What the hell, mother, you must be hungry and faint." Come, eat! ”

Huaxi handed her the food box, but Hua Panpan still reached out and grabbed Huaxi as if she didn't see it, and shouted: "Xi'er Xi'er let me out!" I don't want to stay here, Xi'er, you go to Lizheng and let him let me go! As long as you can let me go, let you marry Zhou Rong's ugly bastard! ”

"Mother, you, what are you talking about!" Hua Xi stared at Hua Panpan in disbelief, her mother actually wanted to use her as a bargaining chip! For the sake of her own freedom, she actually asked her to marry Zhou Rong, that ugly bastard!

Huaxi's exclamation seemed to wake up Hua Panpan, she realized that she had just said the wrong thing, smiled at Huaxi, and said flatteringly: "Xi'er, my mother is talking nonsense, how can my mother be willing to marry you to that ugly monster!" My family's brook can only be matched by the young master in the town! Xi'er, you let your mother go out, and your mother will listen to you in the future! Let you marry in style in the future! ”

In the evening, after Dong Lang Dong Li came back, he gave Hua Qingyan a thumbs up in admiration for the semi-finished head flowers they made, and without saying a word, he took out a handful of bamboo clips from his small burden and sponsored them to Hua Qingyan. Then I watched the delicate cloth flowers, which were magically fixed on the bamboo clips, and finally became a delicate and beautiful head flower.

Dong Shanglang held the head flower of the finished product in his hand and praised again and again: "This is better than the ones I sell!" Miss Qingyan, do you really plan to give these to me to sell? You know, even if it's a silver building in town, it can sell for a good price! ”

Hua Qingyan waved her hand: "Bi'er and I are at home now, and the two children can't do without people, even if they want to go to the town, they are powerless." You and I are neighbors now, and we should help each other. Although I have not been in contact with you for a long time, I believe in you and in my own vision. Brother Dong shouldn't let his sister suffer. ”

Dong Shanglang is an upright person, otherwise he would not have been cleaned out of the house by the family. Although he is half a businessman now, he has not learned the philistines of those businessmen, but his brain is much more shrewd. He understood what Hua Qingyan meant, both families were pitiful people, and each family had a scripture that was difficult to read. Hua Qingyan is self-reliant, and the relationship with the old house of the Hua family is not good, and she is helpless in this mountain village. Build a good relationship with the neighbors, and if there is something in the future, he, as a man, can still help them a little. It is said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors.

After Dong Shanglang figured it out, he didn't say much, but ran home and brought a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and stumbled to write a contract with only a few words he recognized, signed his name and stamped his handprint, and handed it to Hua Qingyan.

Although Dong Shanglang's words were ugly, Hua Qingyan still recognized it. The contract says that Dong Li helped Hua Qingyan sell pearl flowers on his behalf, only receiving one percent of the profit, and also helped Hua Qingyan provide raw materials. In this way, if it can't be sold, Dong Shanglang not only did not make money, but also lost money. But Hua Qingyan was not damaged at all, but it was just a delay in some effort.

Hua Qingyan looked up at the man in front of her, but she didn't expect that this Dong merchant was not only honest and honest, but also so real. Hua Qingyan picked up the brush and filled in two strokes on the written contract, changing the profit of one percent to three percent.

"Huh! Miss Qingyan, this is too much! Dong Shanglang watched her movements and hurriedly wanted to stop her.

Hua Qingyan stopped his hand that wanted to snatch the contract, signed his name, and said earnestly: "Brother Dong, whether you are a person or a business, you can't be so real, otherwise you will suffer!" As he spoke, he took a copy of the contract that had dried the ink and handed it to Dong Xianglang.

Dong Shanglang saw that Hua Qingyan had made up his mind, so he had to sigh and accept the contract, although he still felt a little unkind, but his eyes still unconsciously revealed a trace of joy. The value of the beads made by Hua Qingyan, of course Dong Shanglang understands, as long as these beads are sold, don't look at themselves as only three percent of the profit, but that is also a big entry for their family, at least it can make his wife and daughter a little better.

Holding the contract, Dong Shanglang's heart was more grateful to Hua Qingyan. That night, Dong Shanglang counted the beads and brought them home. The next morning, I put those delicate beads in the most eye-catching place of my small burden, and swaggered through the market with joy.

On this day, Qingyan did not go out, but took a sickle with Bi'er to deal with the weeds in the front yard. Because no one has taken care of them for many years, those weeds are as if they have been fertilized, they grow extremely luxuriant and the leaves are sharp, Hua Qingyan has only been cut for ten minutes, and the back of her bare hand has already been scratched by the leaves.

However, there are still benefits of this lush weed, Hua Qingyan found a lot of edible wild vegetables in the grass, such as dandelions, bitter herbs and bellflowers, and actually found a large bush of wild mint in the back of the corner! She hurriedly asked Bi'er to collect all the wild vegetables that could be eaten and put them in the basket. Although Bi'er didn't understand why the young lady who grew up in her own general's mansion was now so familiar with the wild vegetables eaten by people in these villages, she didn't ask, and picked a whole basket according to Hua Qingyan, which can be said to be a lot of harvest.

Hey? This is?

Hua Qingyan looked at the oval thick green leaves and small white flowers in front of her and blinked, countless information about plants flashed in her mind, and she finally found it in the corner of her memory!

"It's a potato!"

Bi'er, who was cutting weeds, suddenly heard Hua Qingyan cry in surprise, and then she didn't care about the weeds and wild vegetables, and actually used a sickle to cut the soil on the ground, and after a while, she saw her take out a dirty lump from the soil. The lump was bigger than her two fists combined, and Hua Qingyan held it, and she almost didn't kiss it with joy.

Hua Qingyan was rarely so happy, and Bi'er couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Xiao ...... Sister, what is this? ”

"Potatoes!" Hua Qingyan subconsciously replied, "Delicious potatoes!" Haven't you eaten it? This stuff is delicious and filling! ”

"Dirt...... Beans? What is it? Bi'er was a little confused, she didn't understand what Hua Qingyan was saying at all, she only knew that the thing in her hand seemed to be edible, just like the flower ball.

As soon as Hua Qingyan wanted to explain, she remembered that no one in the Great Qi Dynasty had ever found such a thing as potatoes, and even if she had dug it, she didn't think that this lump could be eaten, after all, its appearance was too dirty! Hua Qingyan thought about it and still felt that it would be best for her to make the potatoes into food, so that Bi'er could have the most intuitive feeling. So she shook the potato in her hand and said, "You'll know when I make it into something to eat." It's definitely a delicacy that you won't want to put down your chopsticks! ”

"Mother, is it better than a flower ball!" Xiao Wuwu on the side looked at the dirty pimple in Hua Qingyan's hand, as if he was imagining the deliciousness that his mother said, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and even Xi'er looked at her like a greedy cat.

"Yes! It's 100 times tastier than a flower ball! ”