"See, Ah Ying's family actually bought a donkey, mother, this is really a local chicken turned into a phoenix!" The woman's tone was sour.

A month ago, Song Wang's family was still poor, and they couldn't even open the pot, and a few days ago Song Wang was carried down the mountain, and they thought that Song Wang's family was about to collapse, but this time, people even bought donkeys!

"See, you said that the thing called Hua Bao made by Ah Ma is very valuable?"

"It's impossible, I heard Zhou's honest mother-in-law say, how did Ah Ying's flowers and dumplings go to the town, and how did they get them back, doesn't that mean that no one buys flowers and dumplings?"

"This is strange, where did the Ah Ma family get the money to buy a donkey, her father is in a hurry to find someone to make a donkey cart, I heard that he also takes care of the rice, the big meat slices are half a bowl the size, four fingers thick, all fat meat." This woman said that she has a nose and eyes.

"Oh, I see!" A woman suddenly realized, several women asked her what she understood, she swallowed her saliva, smoothed her hair, and said mysteriously, "This is unknown, it is the God of Wealth who sent wealth to the Ah Ying family!" ”

"You mean that Lord Monkey God made the Amaki family rich? Eh, why didn't my family recruit the monkey god to see me? ”

"Huh!" A few women could only sigh, the monkey god wanted to make whoever he wanted to make rich, he could make whoever he wanted, they were envious, and they could only hold back.

A woman's eyes lit up, and she went home with her waist bent, it was Yan Fengying, Sun Baogu's neighbor.

As soon as Zhou Laoshi's donkey cart arrived at the entrance of the village, he was stopped by a girl, this girl was Yan Fengying's daughter who had just gone home with a cat's waist, and her surname was Song like Song Ying, called Song Xinghuang, Song Xinghuang twisted the corner of her clothes, came to the donkey cart, and said to Zhou Laoshi, "Uncle, can I take your donkey cart to the town?" ”

"Come on." Zhou Laoshi is a very talkative person.

Song Xinghuang got into the donkey cart, and when she saw Song Ying, she pretended to be surprised, "Ah Ying, are you there too?" ”

Before coming, Yan Fengying asked Song Xinghuang to be intimate with Song Ying, and when the two were intimate, she asked Song Ying to lend the Monkey God to her family for a few days, and her own family would serve the Monkey God well, the Monkey God was unwilling to leave, and then there would be gold and silver mountains in her own home!

Song Ying lifted the corners of her mouth and didn't speak, she knew this Song Xinghuang, she was quite good at superficial kung fu, the previous Song Ying thought that Song Xinghuang was a good person for a long time, because she would not scold herself for being a medicine jar.

But later, one time, the former Song Ying accidentally heard Song Xinghuang scolding herself for being a tuberculosis ghost behind her back, saying that she was pestering her like a dog skin plaster, and she couldn't shake it off, and said that after she left, she had to wipe it hard where she had sit, for fear of getting sick, and the previous Song Ying was estranged from Song Xinghuang.

Song Ying didn't speak, and Song Xinghuang said arrogantly, "I'll go to the town to see Ming and Qing." ”

Song Xinghuang's future in-laws opened a wine shop in the town, and Zhao Mingqing in her mouth was the young owner of the wine shop, and the two of them had already made a marriage, which could be regarded as a partner.

"Oh." Song Ying really didn't want to talk to Song Xinghuang, so she replied so coldly, just to ask her not to talk to herself.

Song Xinghuang was extremely enthusiastic today, "Ah Ying, let me tell Ming Qing to let you go to his wine shop to sell flowers and dumplings, so that your business will be better, and you don't have to be exposed to the wind and sun." ”

"No, you don't." Song Ying didn't want to put her flowers and dumplings in the restaurant to sell, otherwise she would have taken the flowers and dumplings to the restaurant to sell them at the beginning.

Her ultimate goal is to make flowers and dumplings for people, and now selling flowers and dumplings is just "saving the country with a curve".

"Song Ying, the boss of the wine shop in the Ming and Qing dynasties, don't worry, I won't let him take your money, he will give you a lot of money from the money you spend, so you can make a lot of money." Song Xinghuang sat over, took Song Ying's arm affectionately and said.

Song Ying pulled out his arm and said more coldly: "I really don't need to." ”

The shelves are pretty big! Song Xinghuang's face couldn't hold back, but thinking of her mother's words, she said aggrievedly: "Ah Ying, why are you like this, I'm doing this for your good, don't die to save face." ”

"Don't worry about it, I don't live to suffer." Song Xingcai is not stupid, if she accepts it, she owes Song Xinghuang a favor, and Song Xinghuang doesn't know what to ask of herself in the future.

Don't say that she didn't suffer, she just wanted to save face and suffer from it, and she wouldn't accept Song Xinghuang's fake kindness!

"Song Ying, you ...... Think about it again, think about it, you can find me again, this is a good thing that is hard to find with a lantern. "Song Xinghuang thinks that Song Ying is very ignorant like this!

Song Ying wanted to say that she wouldn't think about it anymore, but she was afraid that she would say it, but Song Xinghuang kept talking endlessly, and she didn't say it again.

When he arrived in the town, Song Ying got off the donkey cart first and found a place to sell flowers and dumplings in the market, Song Xinghuang's eyes were full of disdain, Song Ying was a stinky stall, and he didn't know what was in Qinggao!

"Uncle, when Ah Ying takes your donkey cart again, you can help me persuade her and tell her to go to the Zhao family's wine shop to sell flowers and dumplings." Song Xinghuang said honestly to Zhou.

Zhou Laoshi waved his whip vigorously, and there was a "snap", when he didn't hear Song Xinghuang's words, he was honest, but he wasn't stupid, he wouldn't say this.

As soon as Song Ying's flowers and dumplings were arranged, a few people gathered around and asked, "Girl, have you invented a new flower dumpling?" ”

In the town, Song Ying is famous, more than half of the people know Song Ying who makes flower dumplings, no one asks her to make flower dumplings, she still comes every day, that is to hit the south wall and don't look back, everyone says that she is more stubborn than Fan Chu, who has taken the exam ten times in a row and has not yet won the show!

"This is a coincidental fruit, and it was eaten on the seventh day of July." Song Ying lifted a bunch of clever fruits.

In her previous life, where she lived, every July 7, the adults would string the finished fruit with thread and tie it to a corn stalk, and the children would carry it out to show off to each other whose fruit was the most ingenious and beautiful.

Song Yingti's Qiaoguo is always the first, and others can only compete for the second.

"Girl, I have to ask you to go to the house to make this coincidence?" A man asked, he was holding his son in his hand, and his son was as fast as a calf, and he was clamoring for a good meal.