Xiangling didn't take the eggplant, only the cucumber, and explained with a smile: "Auntie, you don't need to take the eggplant." Our family bought the yard of Lao Wang's house, although no one took care of the garden, but with the seeds buried in the soil last year, a lot of vegetables grew in the wild wild, including eggplant, gourd and nest melon, I didn't see it all, there should be other vegetables. ”

He Shi was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to realize that he had heard correctly, and said in surprise: "Your family bought Lao Wang's house?" Oh my God! His house asked for fourteen taels of silver! The cheapest is thirteen taels! Your eldest mother and third aunt are so angry!? ”

Xiangling "fluttered" and was happy, and He's perspective on the problem was really different.

Xiangling put the cucumber in the basket and said: "Auntie, lend me your shovel and hoe, I will go to the garden to pick up weeds, clear the vegetable garden, and plant some cabbage seeds in the open space, and I should be able to harvest Chinese cabbage in autumn." ”

He looked at Xiangling appreciatively, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and turned back to He Hua'er and said sternly: "Lazy girl, learn from Xiangling, take care of things at such a young age!" You grab a shovel and a hoe and go to help Xiangling with her work. ”

He Hua'er stuck out her tongue at He's family, made a grimace and said, "Mother, you see that Xiangling is good, but it's a pity that it's not your daughter, it's useless for you to dry your eyes." With a girl like me, you will use it, so that you will not be bullied by your daughter-in-law in the future and no one will help you. ”

He Shi gouged out his daughter's eyes fiercely, and laughed angrily: "You dead girl, curse me for being bullied by my daughter-in-law? Can't your brother marry me back to an obedient girl like Xiangling? ”

He Shi pouted his words, and after speaking, he was also startled, and looked at Xiangling embarrassedly, but he felt that this sudden idea seemed to be very good.

The current Chujia Village, for Xiangling's better brain, is unanimously blamed on Xiangling's childhood because of fever burned out of the brain, by Chu's "poison against poison" with firewood stacks, from long-term stupidity, to "intermittent" stupidity.

The He family has the most contact with the Jiang family, everything is in her eyes, but she is like a mirror in her heart, where is the current Xiangling "intermittent" stupid, she is obviously pretending to be crazy and stupid, and she refuses to eat at all.

Now that the Jiang family's life is also going on, if they can get married, maybe it will be a good thing.

He decided to wait until the evening, and solemnly discussed with her husband and son, if they all agreed, then it was better to start early, marry and raise at home first, and wait for Ji Lu to enter the cave house again.

...

He Hua'er found a shovel and hoe, and went straight to the new house with Xiangling.

The two girls stood in the courtyard, looking at the work like cow hairs, and they were worried for a while.

The two of them unanimously decided to clear the garden of weeds first, so that the vegetables that had grown hard could grow well.

I didn't know clearly, but I was shocked and found that in the garden, in addition to the nest melon, gourd, and eggplant, there was actually a small piece of potato! I guess I didn't dig the potatoes when I dug them last year, but they grew them on their own this year!

The young lady was picking up the grass, the courtyard door opened with a "squeak", Li Shishi came in, the face that was originally smiling and singing, immediately changed after seeing He Hua'er, and said to Xiangling with a flat mouth: "Auntie said that you are cleaning the yard here, she has washed her clothes at home, and she will come over after the morning, I will come over first to see what I can help." ”

He Hua'er snorted lightly in her nose and ignored Li Shishi.

Xiangling raised her eyes to look at the green and faint elm tree, and said with a smile: "Brother Shi, you can help me set up a swing." ”

Li Shishi gestured under the elm tree for a long time, and then left.

He Hua'er snorted lightly and said, "Xiangling, do you still dare to believe him?" At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he still acts like a child, and he is not trusted at all. ”

Xiangling teased: "He Hua'er, do you like Brother Shi a little?" ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" He Hua'er's face was flushed, and her eyes were round, like black grapes in autumn.

Xiangling knew that He Hua'er was thin-skinned, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I was wrong, let's continue to weed." ”

After doing it for a while, Li Shishi came back with a piece of wood "snort", worked under the tree for a while, and finally built a swing, and sat on it with his own ass to try it, but with a "plop" sound, even the person with the board overturned on the ground, and the dog gnawed on the mud.

He Hua'er, who had been peeking at Li Shishi, was happy, very heartless, and hearty.

Xiangling glanced at He Hua'er, and then at Li Shishi, feeling that these two naïve ghosts, if they were really destined to become a couple, their lives should be very simple.

After a while, Jiang came over after washing his clothes, and several people swept the house again, burned the kang to remove moisture, measured the windows and kang, and then had to find someone to weave the kang mat, make curtains, and add wardrobes, bowls, shelves, and so on.

At the end of the day, Xiangling felt that she was about to fall apart.

...

When I got home in the afternoon, Jiang Shi went out and sat in the pot with a big bone broth that had already been boiled, and the family sat together, you look at me, I look at you, although the body is very tired, but the mood feels extremely comfortable.

After eating, Jiang remembered something, took out a men's dark green bamboo leaf purse and a flat-mouthed porcelain box from the box, and handed them all to Xiangling and said: "Xiangling, when you send clothes to your aunt He tomorrow morning, remember to return this thing together, this is the military master with bat pattern embroidered on the neckline left in the clothes." ”

The clothes with bat patterns on the neckline, weren't they dropped by Yang Qingyue? How could a person as delicate as him drop something again after dropping a slingshot?

Xiangling opened her purse curiously, and poured out a bunch of copper plates and a piece of cloth the size of a palm core, and the copper plate was checked to be just one hundred and ten.

On the lake-blue cloth, a small copper plate was drawn with a brush.

Xiangling instantly understood that these copper plates were not left in Yang Qingyue's clothes, but specially returned to Xiangling the money to buy fabrics.

The blue cotton cloth cost one hundred and ten wen, and it was Xiangling's account at that time, and Xiangling complained in her heart that Yang Qingyue wanted her to be a poor person when she ate a card.

The reason why Xiangling didn't make a biao at that time was because her five pieces of cloth were bought with Yang Qingyue, and she completely cried at the "wholesale price", and helped her ask for "justice" from Xiangjia Buzhuang in disguise, she should naturally be grateful to the surname Yang, which Cheng thought, people sent her money, although this way of sending money is quite special.

Xiangling opened the small porcelain box again, and instantly burst into the nose, which contained a white paste-like object, and poked it with her fingers, fragrant and smooth.

What does this mean? He just owes Xiangling money to buy fabrics, and never owes this kind of thing.

Xiangling immediately decided that this thing was definitely not for herself, it should be what Yang Qingyue really fell into her clothes, but she didn't expect that he was a rough old man in a military camp, and he was so good at this kind of tone, with balm and ointment in his clothes at any time, ready to wash incense at any time?

What puzzled Xiangling was that when she met him before, he hadn't smelled this kind of scented fragrance except for the smell of soap horns in his laundry clothes.

Xiangling no longer wasted her brain guessing Yang Qingyue's preferences, poured out all the copper plates in her purse, and happily accepted the fabric money given by the other party; put the balm box in the purse, and decided to put it in Yang Qingyue's clothes tomorrow morning and return it.

And the piece of cloth with the copper coin painted on it was thrown into the sewing basket, and when the jacket was finished, Jiang was going to start making shoes, and making shoes needed to giggle and need a lot of rags.