"Rice bucket, can you talk?!" Song Ying lifted the rice bucket and asked excitedly.

The rice bucket looked at Song Ying like a fool, and pointed to the panel, Song Ying looked over, in addition to the flowers and dough on the panel, there was only the bamboo knife she had just put down.

"I'm talking."

Song Ying rubbed her eyes, she seemed to have seen the bamboo knife speak just now!

In the novels that Song Ying read in her previous life, there was a writing that a drop of blood can activate space or a golden finger, but this bamboo knife is different, it has always been used as a carved bamboo knife, and in her previous life, when she first practiced making flower dumplings, she carved with a bamboo knife, and her fingers would be pierced two or three times a day.

"Tomorrow, Su Yuanwai in the town will celebrate the full moon for his great-grandson." The bamboo knife spoke again, and this time after speaking, the crack like a mouth on the bamboo knife disappeared, and Song Ying's fingers hurt.

Song Ying looked down and saw that a small wound appeared on the finger that was originally punctured, "Do you have to puncture my finger before you can speak, bamboo bucket?" ”

The bamboo bucket is the name given to the bamboo knife by Song Ying, and he was so frightened that the rice bucket almost didn't sit down and fell on the ground, but it was also "snapped" and fell on the kang.

Song Ying just thought about it casually, and put all his attention on how to go to Su Yuanwai's house tomorrow to make flower dumplings, and seriously make flower dumplings samples.

"Ah Ma, it's time to eat." Wang Caihua shouted outside.

Song Ying looked up at the sky outside, it was already dark, she completely forgot about cooking, hurriedly walked out, pulled Wang Caihua and said, "Mother, why didn't you remind me that it's time to cook, I said it, I'll cook the cooking." ”

"Hey, I'm not that useless, it's just cooking, I'm not tired. Song Ying, since the monkey god came to our house, I feel that my health is much better. Wang Caihua said with a smile.

At the dinner table, Song Wang put down his chopsticks after eating two bites, and Song Ying asked worriedly: "Dad, what's wrong with you, is your leg hurting again?" ”

Song Wang touched Song Ying's head, his eyes full of distress, "Ah Ying, Dad's leg will be good soon, don't be too strong, listen to your milk, you have to take your time in business." ”

In the past few days, Song Ying has always wilted when he comes back, it must be that no one has asked Song Ying to make flowers and dumplings, so Song Ying can't keep his spirits up, and Song Wang looks distressed.

"Dad, you are, you don't want to be reckless, your legs are not good but you say yes." Song Ying in turn educated Song Wang, and every time she came back, she saw her father practicing walking on crutches.

Song Wang was speechless, he and Wang Caihua were both stupid people, Song Ying used to be very introverted, why did he become so sharp now?

"Dad, you heard me." Seeing that his father didn't answer, Song Ying asked loudly again.

"I heard it, I heard it." Song Wang shook his head, he couldn't say his daughter.

"Daddy, let me tell you first, I have to go to town early tomorrow, someone wants me to make flowers." Song Ying also said that there are many rules in large households, so she should go early to save the opportunity.

"Early, how early?" Wang Caihua asked.

Song Ying said that it would be an hour earlier than these days, Wang Caihua was embarrassed, "It's so early, Zhou Laoshi's donkey cart doesn't go so early, how can you go?" ”

"I'm walking to town." The way to the town, Song Ying already remembered, she could walk alone.

"Nonsense, that's absolutely not going to work." Song Wang had a straight face, "Dad went to Zhou after dinner and told him to be honest, begging him to go to town early tomorrow, you are not allowed to go to town alone for me, do you hear!" ”

Song Wang was so stern that Song Ying was startled, and Wang Caihua pushed Song Wang, "Her father, you scared Ah Ying." ”

Song Wang relaxed his tone, "Ah Ma, you listen to your father, you must not sneak out at dawn, do you hear?" ”

"Dad, I remember." Song Ying hurriedly assured that Dad's face just now was really scary, as if he remembered some bad memories.

Wang Caihua gave Song Ying a chopstick dish, and said to Song Wang, "Don't go to Zhou Laoshi's house empty-handed and bring a piece of salted meat." ”

Song Wang nodded, and went out after eating, and after he came back, Wang Caihua came to tell Song Ying that Zhou Laoshi agreed to go to the town early tomorrow.

When Song Ying got up in the middle of the night and passed by his father's house, he heard his mother whisper: "Her father, how long ago was it, don't you think about it, like you are today, doesn't it make Ah Ying suspicious?" ”

Suspicious? What is the suspicion? Song Ying put his ear on it, wanting to listen more carefully, but there was only a sigh in the room, and there was no sound anymore.

The next day, Song Ying came to the town early in Zhou Laoshi's donkey cart, and at dawn, there were only three or three people in the town.

Song Ying thought that it would take a lot of effort to find Su Yuanwai's house, but the first person she asked knew Su Yuanwai's house, "It's in the easternmost part, the most magnificent is his house, you have to go to sell vegetables, then you have to hurry, Su Yuanwai's family has a happy event today, and it has already started to be busy." ”

This person saw Song Ying carrying a basket and thought that she was from the village to sell vegetables, so he said so.

Song Ying found Su Yuanwai's house according to what this person said, and saw that many people were going to the back door, and she also followed to the back door.

A man who looked like a steward, one by one asked the people who came to sell something, and when he arrived at Song Ying, as soon as Song Ying opened the basket, he shouted, "You are the girl who makes flowers!" ”

"It's me."

As soon as Song Ying finished speaking, the steward of the Su Mansion was very surprised, "Guan Ye invited you so early?" Come in. ”

"Guan Ye? I came on my own. Song Ying was very confused, why did the steward of Su Mansion think that she was invited by Guan Ye, but it seemed that she was needed to make flowers and dumplings here, she wanted to go in, but the steward of Su Mansion stopped her again, "You were not invited by Guan Ye?" ”