"This is sold directly, a two-penny penny, such a string is five, and it will be charged for nine pennies, do you want to come to a string?" Song Ying smiled and shook the string of clever fruits in his hand.

Before the man could speak, his son broke free of his hand, rushed over, snatched the fruit from Song Ying's hand, and ate one in one bite, "Hmm...... Good times...... Fragrant. ”

Of course, it is fragrant, this Qiaoguo Song Ying is burned in a large iron pot, and the fire burned by Wang Caihua is the wheat straw that is burned, and the fire is very fine, and it is naturally more fragrant than the steamed flower dumplings.

The son ate it all, and when Lao Tzu naturally paid for it, he didn't need half a tael, only nine wen, and he was willing to do it.

"Dad, buy another bunch, and my sister's." When his son asked, the man picked five more tricks, and Song Ying skewered them for him, and his son carried a string in his left hand and a string in his right hand and left.

Qiaoguo sold quickly for two pennies, and in the blink of an eye, only the last bunch of fifty Qiaoguo made by Song Ying was left, and a man said, "Girl, I want this string." ”

"Tomorrow, I'll be here tomorrow." Song Ying began to clean up, she didn't want to go back to the village, but to go to Guan Ye's house.

"Don't you have a bunch that hasn't been sold yet, just sell it to me." The man said.

Song Ying said that she was going to give this string away, and she really didn't sell it, and the man asked Song Ying what time she would come tomorrow before leaving.

Song Ying came to Guan Ye's house and sent the zodiac signs to Yuanbao.

Guan Ye gave two taels of silver to Song Ying, "Here, this is what the little demon king asked me to give you, and I told you three times before leaving." ”

"Grandpa, this string of Qiaoguo and this opposite tiger, you give the ingots." The bunch of clever fruits left behind, Song Ying was given to Yuanbao, but unfortunately Yuanbao was not at home, he was still in the school.

Guan Ye finished the last puff of cigarette, knocked on the cigarette pouch on the sole of his shoe, and sat under the grape trellis in the courtyard, "Girl, I have something to ask you, it's about ingots." ”

"Grandpa, if you have something, just say it." Song Ying said happily.

"Can you ...... later? In the future, if you have time, take a look at the ingots. Yuanbao and his father and mother are not here, although he is naughty, but he has a heart to guard, but he has no for you. ”

Guan Ye is Yuanbao's grandfather, so he naturally knows who his grandson is good with, and what he shows is that he is neither big nor small.

The ingots are called Song Ying "Ah Mao", which means that he likes Song Ying.

"No problem, grandpa, I like ingots very much." Song Ying directly agreed, except for Guan Ye who helped her a lot, she really likes to say amazing ingots endlessly.

Guan Ye had a smile on his face, in fact, not only his grandson Yuanbao, he also liked Song Ying, this girl was sincere, which made people feel comfortable.

"By the way, girl, where is your stall, if anyone wants to make flowers, I will go to you." Guan Ye didn't want to be like Su Yuanwai asked Song Ying to make flowers, but he couldn't find Song Ying.

Song Ying said that if no one asked her to make flowers, she would set up a stall in the market to sell Qiaoguo, and Guan Ye could go there to find her, "Grandpa, I thank you in advance." ”

"Sensei said thank you. Girl, I didn't expect you to have a strong sense of prevention, and even told the driver a fake address. Guan Ye was not angry, but praised Song Ying, thinking that it was good for girls to be cautious.

Guan Ye's granddaughter was taken away by an acquaintance, and his son and daughter-in-law have been looking for it without giving up for so many years, but there has been no news!

Song Ying's eyes rolled twice, and he said that he was from that village, and it was the old lady who asked his coachman who was confused and couldn't remember her.

The ugliness of the family should not be publicized, saying that his grandmother does not let him earn money, Song Ying feels a little ashamed.

Leaving from the Guan family, Song Ying walked around the town, bought some sauce beef, and bought two catties of brown sugar and one catty of red dates, there was a teahouse where someone was telling a story, Song Ying went in again and listened to a storytelling, and came out of it, it was still early, Zhou Laoshi must not be busy yet, she was embarrassed to let Zhou Laoshi send her back to the village at this time, so she could only go shopping for a while.

Walking casually, Song Ying suddenly patted her head, she forgot to buy paper and pencils!

Came to a grocery store, Song Ying bought the most ordinary paper and pen, there are old books here, she picked up a book and flipped through it, who knew that she would be fascinated by it, when she looked up, the sky was a little dark, Song Ying bought three miscellaneous books, and ran to find Zhou Laoshi.

"Ah Ma, why did you come, do you know what time it is, uncle's donkey cart is not just for you." Zhou Laoshi didn't say anything, and Song Xinghuang criticized Song Yingkou.

Song Xinghuang had an awkward quarrel with Zhao Mingqing in the wine shop, came to Zhou Laoshi early, and kept asking Zhou Laoshi to send her back to the village, Zhou Laoshi said that Song Ying didn't come and couldn't go, so he went to solicit customers to make money.

Song Yingli ignored Song Xinghuang, and only apologized to Zhou Laoshi, Zhou Laoshi was happy, "Ah Ying, it's okay, fortunately you came back late, I made an extra ten cents." ”

Song Ying got on the donkey cart, Song Xinghuang sat far away from Song Ying, and when she saw what Song Ying bought, she exploded like a cannon, "Ah Ying, you came so late just to buy so many things, you can really do it!" Your father and mother are still sick, but you spend so much money, how can you do this. ”

Song Xinghuang just wanted to buy a new set of clothes, but Zhao Mingqing refused to buy it for her, seeing Song Ying buying so many things, Song Xinghuang was naturally red-eyed.

Song Ying turned a deaf ear, feeling that Song Xinghuang was simply sick, and she was not Song Xinghuang's sister, so what qualifications did she have to teach herself.

"Ah Ma, I'm doing it for your own good, by the way, I said that you should go to the wine shop to sell flowers and dumplings, what do you think?" After getting angry, Song Xinghuang remembered her mother's words again, and she changed her tone again.

"No, you don't." Song Ying still said the same thing.

Song Xinghuang couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted, "Ah Ming, what are you so high, don't forget that you used to be just my little follower, and now what do you want to do, you want to ride on my head and, no way!" ”