Ma Xinghua was very excited, and told Shen Jiao a lot about her brother Ma Hongbing, in short, in her account, this Comrade Ma Hongbing was even more powerful than Zhao Zilong, like a god descending from heaven. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Probably in the hearts of every sister, her brother is the most powerful!

Ma Hongqi is also very happy, the third brother will definitely bring bullet shells when he comes back, so that he can show off in front of his partners on the farm, and the dog babies will definitely be envious to death!

Shen Jiao is very envious of Ma Xinghua's brother-sister relationship with her brother, she has never experienced this kind of relationship in her two lives, and she doesn't know what it tastes like?

Ma Hongqi noticed Shen Jiao's facial expression, and felt a little more pity for this weak girl in his heart, but more admiration, so small and so weak, but he was able to give up the good life in the city and come to their poor place to endure hardships and hardships, which was thousands of times stronger than a woman like Hu Xiaocao!

"Jiaojiao will be able to drink my eldest brother's wedding wine soon!" Ma Hongqi deliberately diverted the topic.

Ma Xinghua was really distracted, and said happily: "That's right, my grandmother said that when the New Year is over, she will marry my eldest brother and daughter-in-law, Jiaojiao, you will come to drink happy wine at that time!" ”

Shen Jiao glanced at Ma Xixi, who had a gloomy face in front of her, and secretly wondered if this guy owed him hundreds of taels of silver early in the morning, as if someone else owed him a few hundred taels of silver, it turned out that he was going to be chained.

"Then congratulations to Brother Xixi, I must go to drink the wedding wine and see the bride!" Shen Jiao said deliberately.

Ma Xixi replied in a low voice, he was in an extremely bad mood, he hadn't been to Hu Xiangyu's house for more than a month, he had no money or food in his hand, he had no face to go at all, and he couldn't do anything if he went.

I don't know if Hu Xiangyu Laba's wheat kernel rice has been cooked? If he hadn't done it, Zhu Fugui wouldn't have to talk to Xiangyu every day!

There are also New Year's goods, all the food he planned to send to Hu Xiangyu was bad for Ma Hongqi, a stinky boy, this little calf is wilted and wilted!

As for marrying a daughter-in-law, the woman he wants to marry is Hu Xiangyu, after tasting abalone shark fin like Hu Xiangyu, where can he still eat a woman like simmered eggplant?

Who knows what it looks like?

He doesn't need to look at it to know that Zhun Bao is not as white and tender as Xiangyu, and not as good as Xiangyu's ecstasy!

Except for Xiangyu, he doesn't want to marry any woman!

But he didn't have the right to say anything about this matter, as soon as he objected to the old man, he took off his shoes and threw him, and the old lady, looking at him with tears in her eyes, crying so that his heart was twitching and uncomfortable, and then there was his parents, and he would have cut it with a big stick, if it wasn't for the apricot blossoms dragging it, the half-pulled head would have to be cut off!

Alas!

Ma Xixi sighed for a long time, Shen Jiao looked very upset, and leaned on Ma Xinghua's ear and whispered, "Didn't you talk to Brother Xixi about that?" ”

Ma Xinghua whispered back in annoyance: "I told my grandmother, my grandfather said that I would not be in charge of this matter with Hongqi, they have their own opinions, who knows what his claims are!" ”

According to her intentions, she should directly explain this matter to her eldest brother, and if there is anything to hide, she must let her eldest brother recognize the true face of the fox spirit as soon as possible.

As soon as Shen Jiao heard that the adults of the Ma family knew about it, she no longer mentioned such pickled things, but instead talked about the local customs and habits of the New Year.

Before ten o'clock in the morning, they arrived at Sanlipu, which was deserted on weekdays, and Sanlipu was also lively, with people coming and going on the streets, and there were many local villagers in shabby clothes, dragging their families to buy daily necessities from the supply and marketing cooperatives, and everyone had a smile on their faces, although these smiles were mixed with a little bitterness.

There are a lot of people around the baked cake stall at the entrance of the hotel, most of them are parents who bring their children, it is rare to go to the street once a year, and it is not easy to come to catch a market at the end of the year, even if it is difficult and difficult, you have to buy some food for the children to eat if you grit your teeth!

Many parents only buy one pancake and don't eat a bite of it themselves, but carefully divide the pancake evenly according to the head of the family, and each child gets a small piece to taste the taste.

In this way, the children can also brag to their companions in the New Year that they have eaten yakiniku in the town!

As for the people in front of the white bread stall, there are very few, one white bread is worth two and a half baked cakes, and only the loser will buy the meat that can't help but eat!

Shen Jiao didn't buy meat buns this time, but paid money and food stamps to buy three baked cakes, exactly one for each of the three, and Ma Xinghua's sister and brother were not polite to her, so they took the baked cakes and gnawed them.

"Sister Xinghua, where are we going first?" Shen Jiao asked.

"Let's go to the back street first, I'll see if there is any meat, my grandmother said that I will make more dumplings this year, and I will send you some when the time comes, the dumplings in my milk are delicious." Ma Xinghua said.

"Well, my grandfather and I will also make dumplings during the Chinese New Year, and we will eat them separately." Shen Jiao nodded her furry head.

The market in the back street is much more lively than ever, and there are two long queues on both sides of the road, and many villagers have taken out their surplus food from their families to exchange it for some money for the New Year.

There are also a few fellow villagers in front of the bloody pig and mutton, beef will never be there, pork is also very little, the farmer's family rations are small, at most there is a pig, at the end of the year, the pig will be raised fat and strong to sell to the purchase station for money, a pig for money is the largest income of a peasant family throughout the year.

The money for the children to go to school, go to favor, and buy oil, salt, sauce, vinegar cloth and other daily necessities has to be squeezed out of this pig, so that the pig farmers will not be willing to kill the pig to eat, and basically sell the whole head to the pig purchase station.

Mutton is more, because sheep eat grass, do not eat food, as long as you are diligent, a family to raise a few sheep is no problem, to the New Year can not only sell money, but also eat a few bites.

Shen Jiao noticed that the old man in front of the stall was different from the other stall owners, crying and sighing, the mutton in front of him was less and better than that of other stalls, and he was still very thin, all bones.

"Uncle, haven't you found the three sheep you lost?" A middle-aged man next to him asked with concern.

Shen Jiao knew this middle-aged man, who was the stall owner who sold rice to her, and later Shen Jiao went to him to buy it a few times, and became familiar with this stall owner, knowing that his village was not far from the farm, more than ten miles away, surnamed Liu, and Shen Jiao called him Uncle Liu.

The bitter-faced old man sighed, wiped his tears and said: "It's not good, I got up early and tended to five sheep in the dark, I thought that I would exchange some more money for the New Year so that I could take my pillar to the city to see a doctor, how do you know ......"

The old man's tears flowed down his eyes, he couldn't cry, and his whole body was covered with sadness.

"Uh, my poor pillar, I don't know if it can last a year? Woo! The old man seemed to think of something sad, and hugged his head and cried.

Uncle Liu spat hatefully: "Phew, let me know which Wang Ba calf is stealing things in our village, and I have to kill him!" ”

Shen Jiao's eyes were sour by the old man's sadness, and she couldn't help but walk over and ask, "Uncle Liu, what's wrong with this uncle?" ”