On the fourteenth day of the lunar month, it was the market day of Zhoujia Village.

After breakfast, Lan Yi led the donkey to straddle the two baskets, dressed the two children in cotton clothes, put on a windproof rabbit skin hat, picked them up and sat in the basket, and she led the donkey to the market.

Lan Yi didn't particularly want to buy anything, she had already made new clothes for the children, and the rice, noodles, vegetables, dried fruits and other food at home were also sufficient. Pecans, persimmons, dried apricots, chestnuts, sugar gourds needless to mention, and even the sour dates were seeded by her to make sour jujube sauce and eaten. The fresh vegetables in the greenhouse are also kept by her own family before being sold into Lexiangju. I didn't eat much pickled bamboo shoots, cabbage, and radishes at home, and there were many dried goods such as mushrooms, not to mention the cabbage and radish buried in the soil pit, most of the fresh cabbage was sold, and the rest was fed to the living animals at home.

Among the various foods saved, the fastest consumption is actually the dried wild vegetable purslane, not only Lan Yi three, even the second uncle and the cow sister-in-law also love to eat pork buns made of purslane, and now it is only enough to eat one or two meals. Even the eighth mother-in-law and the second sister-in-law came to beg Lan Yi for it, but she was reluctant to give it again.

There are not many pedestrians rushing to the market on the road, showing a little vitality in this vast sea of red sun and snow.

"Mother, Pine." Yu'er pointed to the mountain and shouted. In winter, the color of the earth is the most monotonous, under the blue sky and white clouds, on the rolling snow-capped mountains, the little greenery among the trees that have faded away from the prosperity and only the thin black bones are indeed very eye-catching.

Without waiting for Lan Yi to answer, Yu'er Langlang recited the newly learned ancient poem: "The pine on the Tingting Mountain, the stroke in the valley." The wind is strong, and the pine branches are strong. The frost is miserable, and the whole year is always upright. Isn't it cold and cold, pines and cypresses have nature. ”

On the way, the people who went to Zhoujia Village to catch the market heard Yuerlang reciting poems, and they were a little surprised, and then they took it for granted.

"Yo, sister-in-law Wang, Yu'er, this kid can memorize poems at a young age, and it's a good material for reading." A woman Lan Yi didn't know praised affectionately, Yu'er lowered her head and smiled shyly, grabbing her small satchel a little twisted.

Seeing him like this, Lan Yi smiled and said, "It's only these few songs, and I can't teach him on the side." ”

As soon as the baby saw that his brother was praised, he immediately grabbed the basket and shook his little head to recite the only Tang poem he knew: "Goose... Goose... Goose..."

When the woman saw that the baby was shouting "hungry", she quickly said, "This child is hungry, you mothers hurry up, buy him some delicious food at the market, look at this little fat face, at first glance it is a person who can eat, and he will definitely grow ......up in the future."

Yu'er lowered her head and smiled.

The baby listened to his meaning being misinterpreted but couldn't say it, so he was so anxious that he hit his little rabbit skin hat with his fist: "Goose... Goose..."

"This kid is really a quick temper, Lin Shan's family, you should leave quickly." Another woman next to her also accosted, looking at the baby and Yu'er with a smile on her face.

"Then we'll go first." Lan Yi ninja smiled and nodded, pulled the donkey and walked a few steps before comforting the baby: "The baby is also the best, and he can also recite poems." Goose goose goose, song to the sky, white hair floating green water, anthurium plucking clear waves. Mother knows that the baby can recite poems. ”

When the baby heard that his mother could understand what he meant, he put down his little fist and leaned on the basket with a proud face and grinned.

Lan Yi shook her head, thinking that this kid was too impatient, and when he could speak, he must educate him well. On the way, I met a few groups of women who were rushing to the market in the village, and everyone took the initiative to greet Lan Yi's mother and son.

This was somewhat unexpected. Lan Yi thought that everyone would be afraid of her avoiding her last time, but she didn't expect that most of the women in the village greeted her affectionately when they saw her, and the number of people was even more than before.

But if you really talk about it, it makes sense. Zhou Jiqing's mother and son offended many people in the village, but everyone endured it a lot, and Lan Yi slashed her this time, which was considered to be angry with everyone. Although the price is two pennies lower than the first batch, it is still enough for them to buy copper plates for the New Year. Third, the people in the village may see or hear her swear viciously, and know that she is a widow who lives a clean life, so they naturally have a little more admiration.

The small vendors who set up stalls to sell goods in the market are one after another, and the surrounding villages rush to the market to buy things, and the sound of selling and bargaining comes and goes, forcibly driving away the bitter cold of winter.

Leaving the donkey in the yard by the market to make money for people to watch the livestock, Lan Yi held the baby and led Yu'er around to the place where food and small things were sold, fortunately, although there were many people here, it was much more relaxed than the side that sold New Year's goods and sacrifices.

Yu'er and the baby happily watched from stall to stall, and finally bought a few beautiful candy people and two mud screams, mud screams are a kind of whistle that can be blown, kneaded into clay and painted with various colors to fire, very popular with children. Yu'er chose a pure black bird-type mud call that can blow bird calls, and a small flower pig type that can blow pig snoring sounds for the baby. Yu'er happily handed it to her younger brother after paying, the two picked it up and blew it, the baby began to lose the essentials, the cheeks puffed and blew hard, and only occasionally blew one or two sounds, saliva flowed down the mud scream, and she was so anxious that she scratched her head, Lan Yi looked at Zhile.

I really don't know how the ancients made this thing, Lan Yi bought five or six, and was going to go back to give them to the children, Yu'er looked distressed as her mother took out a handful of copper coins and handed them over.

Yu'er is a little worried. Because he was coming to the market to-day, the boy poured out the money from his little money jar last night and counted the money from his little money jar, and counted what to buy.

Because Yu'er rushed to help feed the chickens and pick up the eggs, Lan Yi handed him the money from selling eggs and goose eggs and asked him to keep them for himself. Although after counting nine, the chickens and geese laid fewer eggs, but they could pick up four or five a day, and there were two hundred wen in Yu'er's money jar saved in this way, which was already a lot in the eyes of children.

The white paper used for reading and writing is very expensive, even the cheapest and rough large piece of straw paper costs two pennies a piece, Yu'er looked at the white paper in the grocery store and hesitated for a long time, before gritting her teeth and buying fifty sheets, these papers were bought back and asked her mother to help him cut them and put them with threads, which was enough for him to use for a few days.

"Mother, how much more do I have?" Yu'er looked at the kite stall on the side of the road at this time, and was a little entangled.

"I bought two clay screams, five sugar men and fifty pieces of blank paper, and there are forty-seven Wen left, does Yu'er want to buy kites?" It is said that poor children, Lan Yi figured out this way for him to learn to cherish, learn to save, know that every copper plate is not easy, and he must be careful when spending.

"Yu'er won't buy it, Yu'er still has to keep the money to buy a brush." Yu'er turned her head, looked at the kite out of the corner of her eye and said, "Mother, let's go." ”

Lan Yi smiled: "Okay, it's almost the New Year." You and your brother pick a favorite kite, your mother will buy it for you, and your mother will buy it for you if you want to eat later, and your money will be kept to buy pen and ink. ”

Yu'er jumped three feet high when she heard this, and immediately turned around and squeezed into the children's pile to choose a kite, and finally picked a butterfly kite with thick straw paper on a bamboo frame, and held it contentedly.

Lan Yi bought osmanthus cake and sugar-sprinkled dumplings, so she took her two children to the market to buy sacrificial items, new peach charms, couplets, blessing characters, New Year's paintings, etc., and also bought two small strings of firecrackers for Yu'er, and the family rushed home happily.

"Sister-in-law, you wait." Lan Yi had just arrived at the door, but was stopped by Zhao Zhongxuan.

Zhao Zhongxuan saw Lan Yi's mother and son in the bazaar, and he followed not far behind. Lan Yi's full attention was on the two children, and she didn't notice him in the crowd at all.

Lan Yi looked left and right, and saw that there were only three of him and himself here, so she realized that this sister-in-law was called herself, didn't she always call her brother and sister, when did she change to sister-in-law?

"Is there something wrong?"

Zhao Zhongxuan stared at her clear big eyes, took a deep breath and puffed up his chest and said, "After the Spring Festival, I'm going to go out for a walk." ”

"Yes." Lan Yi nodded, wondering why he had to sue him for this.

"I will go out with the merchant ship, and I will never come back until I make a name for myself." Zhao Zhongxuan straightened his waist, straightened his expression, and looked at Lan Yi expectantly, his fists clenched tightly.

When Lan Yi saw him like this, she asked, "Are the skin monkeys and fat men going with you?" ”

Zhao Zhongxuan shook his head and plucked up the courage to say, "They won't go." Can you, can you wait for me to come back? ”

"Why wait for you to come back?" After Lan Yi asked, she suddenly felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, and it seemed to be a common episode in TV series and books.

"When I get back, I'll ......"

"Bang dang..."

A loud sound of opening the door interrupted Zhao Zhongxuan's words, and Lan Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

It was interrupted at the critical moment, Zhao Zhongxuan turned back angrily, wanting to see which one was not long-eyed, but saw Zhou Weiji push the door out, and the two exchanged glances, reading the same idea in each other's eyes.

"Tuesday Uncle." Yu'er obediently ran over to say hello, and looked at the idol Zhou Weiji with starry eyes.

"Mom, Mom." The baby waved his little arms and shouted, twisting his body to get off the donkey's back, he had now equated Zhou Weiji with the big black horse.

Lan Yi hurriedly took the baby down and stuffed the mud scream into his mouth, saving the child from calling the old man "Mom" to make her feel uncomfortable: "Brother Tuesday, are you going out?" ”

Zhou Weiji nodded, touched Yu'er's head, glanced at Zhao Zhongxuan, and said to Lan Yi: "Brother and sister, hurry up and take the child in, Yu'er is sweating on her head, be careful of catching a cold." ”

"Three... Third brother, are you okay? Lan Yi didn't know what to call Zhao Zhongxuan, the third brother and the third brother didn't seem to be appropriate, but since he called himself sister-in-law, it would be better for him to call him the third brother.

Zhao Zhongxuan's hard-won courage had long since dissipated, and he shook his head in frustration.

"Then I'll go back." Lan Yi originally wanted to tell him a few words such as paying attention to safety outside and not being reckless, but when he thought that he was like this, it was easy for people to misunderstand, so it was better not to say it.

The door of Lan Yi's house opened and closed with a "squeak", and there were two men left at the door, one glaring angrily, and the other looking calm.

"Tuesday, we haven't kicked Keju for some days, let's go, do you dare to have a game with the master?"

Zhou Weiji was about to beat people, and naturally he wouldn't let go of such a good Jianyi: "Okay." ”

"Let's go!" R1152