Chapter 11 Coal Farming
In the next second, Song Jiaojiao immediately put the coal into the grocery store and began to continue her coal business.
With an electric drill and a mini shovel, I dug for a long time before I found out if there were ten catties.
Seeing that it was not early, Song Jiaojiao put things away in the space, and by the way, she covered up the hole she had dug.
Along the way, Song Jiaojiao was thinking about how to deal with this small coal mine, she thought it was a gold mine or a diamond or something like that, but now that she thinks about it, she really thinks that she is thinking too much.
It's just a coal mine, and Song Jiaojiao has some ideas.
When she returned home, Song Jiaojiao saw Ming Jing chopping meat and making dumplings, and the two of them Ming Jing was also trying to make the meal better.
"I'm back, why are you like a little cat? Hurry up and wash your hands and come over for dinner. ”
As soon as Song Jiaojiao went to wash her face, she heard someone knocking at the door, so Ming Jing had to stop what she was doing and wipe her hands.
Outside the door, Hua Niu saw Ming Jing coming over, and immediately looked at Ming Jing with a wet face.
"Aunt Jing." Hua Niu's face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and she greeted Mingjing.
"It's a flower girl, is this going to be Jiaojiao?" Ming Jing glanced at Song Jiaojiao, who pretended not to see the flower girl.
Didn't this kid like to be with flower girls before? Now there is a conflict?
"No, my mother asked me to ask you if you want to go to work tomorrow." Hua Niu also saw Song Jiaojiao, and when she saw that she ignored herself, she was also angry.
Turning his head and talking only to Ming Jing.
"In this way, Jiaojiao's neck is not good yet, wait until I take her to the village doctor tomorrow to have a look, and then talk about the work," Ming Jing didn't care about the two children's lawsuits.
"Oh!" Hua Niu dragged out her voice, seeing that Ming Jing didn't mean to let her in, her eyes fell on the house unconsciously.
Licking his lips, he said, "Aunt Jing, what delicious food did you buy in the town today?" ”
"What do we buy, what do we care about you? If you want to eat, ask your mom to buy it for you. Do you still want my mom to get you something delicious? Why are you so thick-skinned?"
Song Jiaojiao ran over like a small cannon barrel, and said something with a small mouth.
Hua Niu was pierced to death, her face was flushed, and she resented Song Jiaojiao's poisonous mouth at a young age.
Ming Jing glanced at Song Jiaojiao a little helplessly, and said as if she was accusing: "How did you talk to Sister Hua Niu, how could Sister Hua Niu think like this." ”
Hua Niu saw that Ming Jing said two words about Song Jiaojiao, but there was no blame on her face, and she was spoiled, which had never appeared on her mother's face.
"Aunt Jing, then I'll go first." Her mind was pierced by Song Jiaojiao, if she insisted on it, she would definitely make Aunt Ming Jing dislike her, Hua Niu turned back three times in one step, and she didn't show her reluctance to Ming Jing.
Bang, with a bang, the door of Ming Jing's house was closed, and Hua Niu even heard the sound of the courtyard locked.
"Ah, Song Jiaojiao!" Hua Niu's angry face outside is distorted, and Song Jiaojiao is satisfied in the room.
Ming Jing looked at Song Jiaojiao's attitude, and said with some curiosity: "You have a conflict with Hua Niu?" ”
"She lied to me every day about delicious food, last time I took a nest head and had to exchange it for my eggs, I didn't give it back and rob it, if it wasn't for Brother Huzi, she would have really robbed it." Song Jiaojiao's face was not red, and she complained without panting.
Ming Jing silently remembered in her heart, the girl hates the flower girl, and she has to stay away, otherwise what if the girl doesn't like herself.
"Most importantly, she also wants to rob my mother." Song Jiaojiao drilled into Ming Jing's arms and muttered.
Ming Jing was stunned for a moment, looking at Song Jiaojiao's eyes was extremely gentle, and Song Jiaojiao's face turned red when she saw it.
Song Jiaojiao didn't say it because it was written in the book that Tian Huaniu was jealous that Song Jiaojiao had a good mother, and she hurt Song Jiaojiao many times, even if Song Jiaojiao was finally killed by Song Zhifeng, Tian Huaniu was behind the trouble.
The mother and the two had a meal of dumplings, Song Jiaojiao was full of burps, Ming Jing arranged Song Jiaojiao to sleep on the bed, Song Jiaojiao leaned on the window and saw Ming Jing secretly going out with a back basket.
Song Jiaojiao ran to the cupboard to take a look, and sure enough, the meat was already missing one-third, and Ming Jing really had someone in the village, but she didn't know who that person was.
Song Jiaojiao had a candidate in her heart, and ran back to bed to lie down and sleep, if Song Jiaojiao thinks what is the worst at this time, it is that there is no mobile phone, and there is almost no entertainment at night.
Song Jiaojiao has a lot of things in the grocery store that can be taken out to pass the time, but she is afraid of being discovered, so she will burn herself to death as a monster.
Song Jiaojiao had no choice but to stare at the ceiling, counting the sheep and waiting for Song Jiaojiao to be drowsy, and Ming Jing came back.
Song Jiaojiao woke up instantly, listening to the sound of the door locking, Song Jiaojiao estimated in her heart to get two things for Ming Jing to defend herself, it is not safe to go out to a young woman at night, but how to give a good name without being suspected.
When Ming Jing went to bed quietly after washing, she saw that Song Jiaojiao was sleeping soundly.
The tiredness in her eyes was suddenly filled with maternal love, she touched Song Jiaojiao's little head, and slept quietly with the lamp.
Early the next morning, Song Jiaojiao heard a sound from the kitchen, and when Song Jiaojiao got up, she saw the village chief's daughter-in-law coming out of the kitchen with a basket on her back.
Seeing Song Jiaojiao, she was obviously stunned for a moment, then smiled and said hello and left.
Song Jiaojiao's eyes rolled, and she ran into the kitchen with a pout, and saw that Ming Jing had just locked the cabinet.
"Get up, just after breakfast, my mother will take you to the doctor." Ming Jing didn't panic at all, just like she usually talked to Song Jiaojiao.
"Oh." Song Jiaojiao agreed, and when she sat down, she saw an extra bowl of rice balls on the table in front of her.
"Mom, where did this rice ball come from?" Song Jiaojiao stretched her neck and asked.
"Aunt Chen gave it, you can eat it quickly." Ming Jing was busy cleaning up the kitchen, and she didn't raise her head.
It is estimated that she is grateful for the piece of meat that Ming Jing took, Song Jiaojiao put half of it into Ming Jing's bowl before she ate it herself, it was filled with brown sugar, soft and glutinous and sweet when you took a bite, not to mention how delicious it was.
When Ming Jing came, Song Jiaojiao was once again propped up on her small bench and couldn't move.
Ming Jing touched Song Jiaojiao's little belly, which was bulging, and frowned: "Why do you eat this every day to be full like this, and I haven't lost a lot of weight recently." ”
After a while, Mingjing turned out a bunch of delicious things from the house, including biscuits, maltose, fruit candy, and dried peaches, and said to Song Jiaojiao: "I'll put these at the head of the bed for you, and eat them when you're fine." ”
Song Jiaojiao, who is already about to gain weight, pinched the little meat on her belly, her heroine's mother really loves to feed her.
Ming Jing quickly and elegantly eliminated breakfast, and Song Jiaojiao, who watched it, was stunned for a moment, and she once again suspected that her mother was definitely not a country peasant woman, but had another identity.