"Auntie, what's wrong?" Song Ying asked, this aunt's man is the man who rescued her from the river back then.

"My pumpkin has a high fever, Ah Ma, you give me the wild apple, I'll pay for it." The aunt was anxious to dig out her pocket, and the pumpkin was burning nonsense.

It is said that the wild apples picked by Song Ying were cast by the Monkey God, so she came to ask for them.

Song Ying took out the wild apple and gave it to his aunt, the aunt left in a hurry, Wang Yinsuo was so angry that he pointed at the tip of Song Ying's nose, "Ah Ying, you are really good at being a good person, for the sake of a good reputation, you actually helped outsiders, hurry up and give me another wild apple." ”

"No, that's the last one." Song Ying pointed to the empty basket and said.

Wang Yinsuo was so angry that he held on to the fence door, couldn't stand steadily, and sobbed and said, "Ah Ying, how can you do this, hurry up and pick wild apples for your grandmother again, what are you still doing standing here stupidly!" ”

"There is no fruit left on the mountain." Song Ying said coldly that she had been asked to pick it up by the villagers yesterday.

Wang Yinsuo felt that Song Ying was making excuses, "Ah Ying, why do you always go against me, what the hell is wrong with me!" ”

This is also what Song Ying wants to ask, what is wrong with her aunt, and why she always troubles herself.

"What's the matter, Ah Ma, why did you quarrel with your aunt?" An aunt passed by and stopped to ask.

Wang Yinsuo cried and said: "Sister-in-law, my mother has diarrhea, I came to ask for a wild apple, but Ah Ying is stingy and refuses to give it." ”

How aggrieved and aggrieved this tone is, if it was before, this aunt would definitely help Wang Yinsuo teach Song Ying a lesson, but this time this aunt actually asked good-naturedly: "Ah Ying, what reason do you have for not giving it?" ”

It was Song Ying who let the Monkey God manifest, the Monkey God still lives in Song Ying's house, Song Ying's status in the village is like a sesame blossom that has gone up in two, of course she has to be kind to Song Ying.

Song Ying said that the pumpkin's mother came to ask for a wild apple just now, "Auntie, the pumpkin is burned to the point of nonsense, do you think I should give it to him first?" ”

"No, you're doing the right thing, Ahma. Yinsuo, your mother is just having diarrhea, you just go home and burn a taro for her to eat, when there was no monkey god before, we all did that, it worked. ”

Wang Yinsuo couldn't believe his ears, this woman used to be famous for her love to pull the shelf, what is wrong today, she went home angrily.

Song Ying went to the vegetable garden to water the vegetables, and when she came home, she saw that her mother's medicine was almost finished, and her father's legs could not be raised alone, so it was best to take medicine, so she said to her father, "Daddy, I want to go to the town to do some small business." ”

"No, you're not allowed to sell anything." Wang Caihua immediately objected, they are a family of people who dig in the soil, Song Ying went to the town to do business, and he was not allowed to be eaten!

Song Ying repeated his old tricks, "Mother, I'll go to the town with Lord Monkey God." ”

"That's even worse!"

Unexpectedly, the Monkey God was brought out, Wang Caihua's opposition was even more intense, Song Ying put down his chopsticks and asked, "Mother, why not?" ”

"Lord Monkey God must not go to the town, it is too dangerous." Wang Caihua replied.

The people in the village think that it is the monkey god, but when you get to the town, the townspeople will only think that it is a rare white monkey, and the monkey god will be caught.

"Mother, then I'll go to town by myself. If you don't go to the town to earn money, what will happen to your medicine, you won't take it? If you don't take medicine, how can your body get better quickly, even if you don't take it, my father still needs to take medicine. Song Balabala said a basket.

Wang Caihua was confused, but still said: "No, what can you sell when you go to the town, dried vegetables?" ”

"Mother, when you ask this, you agree that I will go to town, right?" Song Ying asked with a grin.

"I didn't agree." Wang Caihua was not very sure of what she said, for fear that she would really say yes but forget.

Song Ying didn't listen at all, jumped up and walked around the house, and another gust of wind blew in front of Wang Caihua, "Mother, what about our white noodles." ”

"Here." Wang Caihua found it out, watched Song Ying dig out a big bowl, and then remembered to ask her what she wanted to do with white noodles.

Song Ying put the white noodles away and pushed Wang Caihua into the inner room, "Mother, you lie down, you don't care." ”

"Huh!" Wang Caihua didn't finish speaking, she watched the door close in front of her, and she couldn't push it open, so angry that she sat on the kang and glared at Song Wang, "It's all the good daughters you raised, she is about to become our mother, and the family has become her word!" ”

Song Wang didn't dare to be greedy for this credit, "Ah Ying jumped out of your belly, and my father can't give birth." ”

"Knock", Wang Caihua directly gave Song Wang a fist, and then sneered, and then both of them sighed, the whole village may be the most idle for their father and mother, lying down most of the time.

"Tell me to let Ah Ma try, in case she can make a name for herself." Song Wang thinks that his daughter Song Ying is doing things in a disciplined way now, and she won't mess around.

Of course, Song Ying is not messing around, in her previous life, she was Li Xiaoyu, but she was born in a family of flowers, and she was cultivated as an inheritor since she was a child, so she wanted white noodles, just to make flowers and dumplings to sell in the town.

And noodles, dough, kneading, kneading, carving, steaming, and finally coloring, every step of Song Ying is done in an orderly manner, busy until the day is about to wipe black, Song Ying only to do three flowers, one is a cute noodle tiger, one is a long spike that is indispensable for the full moon, and one is the old man to make longevity peaches, but they are all very small.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, there is only a little white flour at home, and Song Ying can only make it so small.

Bringing the flowers and dumplings to the table, Wang Caihua blurted out, "Ah Ma, you make a good steamed bun like this, how can you eat it!" ”

White noodles, being made into a thing that can be seen by her daughter, what a loser, Wang Caihua let out a lion's roar and went to the door to get a broom......