At noon, Song Jiaojiao still couldn't eat roasted sparrows, because Li Dang felt that pork was better than roasted sparrows.

At noon, Sister Li saw that Xiao Jiaojiao's bowl was full of meat, and her stupid son was satisfied when she watched Jiaojiao eat it.

After Song Jiaojiao finished eating, Ming Jing asked her to take a nap first, so that Li Yong and the two brothers were optimistic about their sister.

Ming Jing and Sister Li secretly went out, and when they came back, Song Jiaojiao found that there was more pork in their back baskets.

Ming Jing took it to the kitchen and split it with a knife, and it was estimated that there were more than ten catties in one piece, and Ming Jing divided it into more than 10 parts.

That is, there are more than 100 catties of meat on her back, and Sister Li's small body is quite capable.

Ming Jing glanced at Song Jiaojiao and didn't seem to be up yet, and the two brothers Li Yong were helping with things in the yard.

Ming Jing approached Sister Li and whispered, "You sell this for 100 catties first, and I'll take the rest first." When the autumn is recovered, I will start to contact the source of goods, and you have been paying more attention to the market recently. ”

"yes, I know." Sister Li also nodded with a serious face, it seems that she cares a lot about making money.

"My daughter is up, let's go back."

Song Jiaojiao pretended to have just woken up, rubbed her eyes, and Ming Jing was not suspicious.

I said hello to Sister Li, and the two of them rode their bicycles back.

At this time, it was more than three o'clock, the sun was still very big, Ming Jing tied the back basket to the back, and Song Jiaojiao sat on the big bar in front.

Ming Jing was afraid of holding Song Jiaojiao, so she put a piece of cloth in front of her, and Ming Jing rode the bike, sweat slowly dripping down.

Song Jiaojiao quietly wanted to take out the hat from the space and bring it to Ming Jing.

In the end, she held back, and when she got home, Song Jiaojiao ran into the house, and after a while, she ran out again, with an extra fan in her hand.

When Ming Jing unloaded things, Song Jiaojiao gathered around to fan Ming Jing, the appearance of the horse before and after the saddle, not to mention how comfortable Ming Jing felt in her heart.

"Okay, let's go in and play by yourself, mom will pack up your things and make dumplings for you to eat at night."

Song Jiaojiao cheered and ran into the house, and after a while, Song Jiaojiao was about to run out and greeted Ming Jing.

Ming Jing looked at Song Jiaojiao's jumping appearance, and a smile unconsciously flowed out of the corners of her eyes.

Ming Jing hid the meat, took brown sugar and two catties of noodles and went to Aunt Chen's house.

Outside the gate, "Aunt Chen, are you at home?" Ming Jing poked her head out and looked into the courtyard.

"It's coming, it's coming." Aunt Chen was sewing clothes for her unborn grandson at home, and immediately came out when she heard Mingjing's voice.

"Mingjing is here, hurry up and enter the house."

looked at the gray cloth bag that Ming Jing was carrying, and pulled Ming Jing into the house.

Ming Jing walked into the house, Aunt Chen closed the door tightly, and Ming Jing took out brown sugar noodles and a small piece of pork from her bag.

Seeing the pork, Aunt Chen's eyes were almost straight, and she picked up the pork and shook it upside down.

Aunt Chen looked at Ming Jing with glowing eyes and said, "Ming Jing, where did you get the pork from?" Can you get a little, my aunt hasn't eaten pork for almost a year, and she can't be hungry for a long time. ”

"Aunt Chen, where is the pork so easy to get, I still have my brother's former colleague saw me and forced it to me, if it weren't for the fact that the family really couldn't open the pot recently, thinking about changing some money, I wouldn't have brought the meat."

Ming Jing had already thought of the rhetoric from the beginning, it was impossible to be caught.

Aunt Chen didn't suspect that Song Zhifeng didn't work hard to earn work points in the Ming Jing family, and even if he went, he did 4 jobs, which was not as good as a child.

Mingjing can't afford two adults and one child to earn work in the field, and they all rely on Mingjing's brother Minghong to help.

After Minghong disappeared, Ming Jing was even more powerless, and life became more and more difficult.

Even now, no business is allowed, everyone is private, and the village chief is even more blind and close.

Ming Jing hasn't gone to work for a few days, and there must be no food at home.

Aunt Chen didn't ask much, and gave the money to Ming Jing: "Jing, my aunt has no money, so I can only make up two more yuan for you." ”

With 8 yuan in his hand, Ming Jing didn't say much, and took the money and left after a polite word.

Ming Jing, who went out, silently read in his heart, sure enough, when the autumn harvest comes, every family wants food and no money.

Turning his footsteps, he went to the back of the mountain.

Song Jiaojiao ran out of the house and met the flower girl next door, the flower girl squinted her mung bean big eyes, and kept looking at Song Jiaojiao, the greedy gaze appeared on a five-year-old child, which looked particularly annoying.

As soon as Hua Niu saw Song Jiaojiao, she immediately ran over and said loudly... "Song Jiaojiao, Song Jiaojiao, you're back." ”

Hua Niu's gray gown covered with pudding, all kinds of stains, yellow, yellow, black, and black, I couldn't see what it was, and the snot went up and down with Hua Niu's breathing.

Song Jiaojiao avoided Hua Niu in disgust, pointed at her and said, "You stay away from me." ”

Hua Niu heard Song Jiaojiao's disgust, and pouted unhappily: "Did you just come back from town with your mother?" ”

Song Jiaojiao's mother is so good, every time she comes back from the town, she brings delicious food to Song Jiaojiao, her mother not only doesn't buy food for herself, but also beats herself, Hua Niu thought resentfully.

"your." Song Jiaojiao directly burst into foul language.

This flower girl is one of Song Jiaojiao's most hated children, relying on herself being more than a year older than Song Jiaojiao, she cheats Song Jiaojiao every day to eat and drink, and is scolded back by Song Jiaojiao every time.

Later, there was another time when she directly grabbed it, if Song Jiaojiao was really a three-year-old child, she could really be bullied to death.

"Song Jiaojiao, how did you speak? Believe it or not, I won't play with you anymore. Hua Niu angrily stretched out her dirty little finger and pointed at Song Jiaojiao.

"Unless, you give me half of the delicious food your mother bought for you."

Song Jiaojiao rolled her eyes, which child in the village doesn't like to play with her, and she uses to be friends with a disgusting guy?

She also shared half of her delicious food, why didn't she give her mother half of her.

Song Jiaojiao didn't pay attention to the flower girl, and ran to the back of the mountain in a hurry.

Hua Niu angrily shouted in the back: "If you dare to go, I will never play with you again in the future, and let the second fat and they not play with you!" ”

Hua Niu jumped straight to her feet angrily, Song Jiaojiao didn't pay attention to it, if she Hua Niu was so attractive among children, she wouldn't have to lie to her every day that she could eat.

Song Jiaojiao ran to the back of the mountain, took out a small electric drilling rig, opened the small gear, and started her own mining journey.

After hitting more than 1 meter deep, Song Jiaojiao tentatively lay on the ground and took something and picked up a piece.

Looking at the small black lump in front of her, hard and hard, Song Jiaojiao studied it.

Suddenly my eyes widened, this can't be coal, right?

The more I looked at it, the more it looked, and Song Jiaojiao's eyes were about to pop out when she was holding the coal.