Back at her home, Wang Caihua was still angry, "Ah Ma, what do you say your grandmother thinks, she actually buried the grain in the ground, just to deceive our family's money, saying that I am not filial, she is really crazy!" The people in the village are right, she deserves to be thundered by the sky! Your grandmother has lived for your aunt in this life. ”

Every year, Wang Caihua gives the best food in the family to her mother, seeing her mother ruining the food so much, of course she is angry, and she dares to pack the ticket, Liu Ermei wants silver, it must be to lock flowers for Wang Yin.

"Mother, don't be angry, the person who built the house will come tomorrow, you still have to think about who will help you cook, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it alone." It's not that Song Ying doesn't want to listen to Wang Caihua's nagging, but she still has to go to the town to sell Qiaoguo, and it will be too late if she doesn't leave.

"Yes, I've got to think about it, you go, let's go to town." Wang Caihua sent Song Ying out of the door.

The road was so muddy that Song Ying's donkey cart got stuck in the mud three times, and it was noon when she arrived in town.

Just after such a heavy rain, the town is also very muddy, there are not many people in the market, there are not many vendors, half an hour down, Song Ying only sold six Qiaoguo.

Just as Song Ying was packing up the fruit and preparing to go to the streets and alleys to sell, a familiar voice suddenly sounded beside her: "Ah Ying! ”

"Mom!" Song Ying was startled, and when he turned around, he realized that it was ingots, "Smack!" "Gave Yuan Bao a popping chestnut in his head, "Yuan Bao, you don't know that people are scared to death, why are you scaring me?" ”

Yuan Bao is very aggrieved, he just called "Ah Ma", is this also wrong? He shook his legs, "Ah Ma, you have a better attitude, I have all these clever fruits of yours." ”

"Not for sale." Song Ying replied without thinking about it, if the Qiaoguo can't be sold, it can be sold tomorrow, and let the ingots buy it home, and he and Guan Ye will have to eat it until when.

The coachman of the Guan family came over and explained, "Girl, Qiaoguo was bought by my master, and I bought it as a gift." In the past, I used to send sugar to burn, but this year, my lord wants to give you the fruit you made. ”

Yuan Bao leaned over again, raised his chin and teased Song Ying, "Ah Ying, do you think that I am the king of Zhou You, and if I smile for the Pomeranians, I will play the princes of the beacon fire, right?" ”

Song Ying handed over the Qiaoguo and the basket to the coachman of the Guan family, and stretched out his hand towards Yuanbao, "Give money, a total of one hundred and forty-four Qiaoguo, four are given for free, the remaining one hundred and forty, five are nine Wen, how many Wen should you give, little scholar?" Count me no, I'll find your husband tomorrow! ”

As soon as he heard that he was going to be found for a gentleman, Yuan Bao squatted down with his buttocks, buried his head in the calculation, and raised his head timidly for a long time, and said a little tremblingly: "Two hundred...... Fifty wen? ”

"Two pieces missing." Song Ying said coldly, seeing that Yuanbao's lips were a little white, so as not to scare him, and said, "For the sake of you buying so much, forget about the two articles." ”

"Then you're not looking for my husband?" Yuan Bao jumped up and asked.

Song Ying touched his chin and lowered his head and thought for a while, Yuan Bao's little eyes looked at Song Ying nervously, clamping his legs, Song Ying laughed, "Don't look for your husband, but if you talk nonsense in the future, be careful that I go directly to your school." ”

"Do you know where my school is?" Yuan Bao doesn't remember telling Song Ying this.

The bamboo bucket said, "Thousand Books." ”

"Thousand Books." Song Ying said it, and Yuan Bao was completely honest.

Selling Qiaoguo, Song Ying hurried back to the village, when he arrived at the entrance of the village, the stars were already hanging in the night sky, the road was too difficult to walk, the donkey cart fell into the mud five times, and once Song Ying pushed hard for a long time before pushing it out.

Song Wang was waiting for Song Ying at the entrance of the village, he came over to drive the donkey cart home, and saw that Song Ying's pants and shoes were full of mud, he asked distressedly: "Wrestling, does it hurt?" ”

"Dad, I didn't wrestle, but the donkey cart got stuck in the mud, and when I pushed the donkey cart, I also stepped into the mud, so I made it like this." Song Ying replied in a low voice, and at this moment her heart softened into a puddle of water.

In her previous life, she lost her father early, she was very envious that the child could be held in her father's arms, and was asked if it hurt to fall, and then gave it to Huhu, and now she also feels it.

"Is Qiaoguo easy to sell today?" Song Wang asked again.

"It's not easy to sell, but when I meet someone, he wants to buy it and give it away, and he wants it all." Song Ying replied honestly, "Dad, I have an idea, this time to build a house, let's make the house a little higher than the outside, and make a step in front of the door, so that it can step into the house, so that it will rain heavily and the water will not be easy to enter the house." ”

"Daddy, think about it." Song Wang listened to what Song Ying said was a good way, but he had to ask someone who knew how to do it.

At this time, he had already arrived at the front of the house, and he called Song Ying into the house, "I'll feed the donkey, you go into the house to find your mother, she is going crazy." ”

Wang Caihua in the house is like sitting on pins and needles, no less than ten times when she comes out and in, and now her legs are weak, she is always afraid that Song Ying will not come back at this time, it is an accident on the road, she even began to hate herself for not stopping Song Ying, so that Song Ying went to the town alone after the heavy rain.

"Ahma!" Wang Caihua trembled unconsciously and cried out.

"Mother!"

When Wang Caihua heard this, she turned her head suddenly, and saw Song Ying walking in, thinking that she was dazzled, until Song Ying came over and grabbed her hand, Wang Caihua reacted, this is really Song Ying, she is not dreaming!

"Why did you come back, do you know how worried my mother is! If you can't sell the fruit, you can sell it again tomorrow, who told you to sell it until now, dead eyes! Wang Caihua scolded Song Ying.

Song Ying pulled her to sit down, the rice bucket sat on the side, rubbing her shriveled stomach, Song Ying pointed to the rice bucket, "Mother, hurry up and start eating, don't be hungry Lord Monkey God." ”

"Spare you first, if it weren't for the fact that Lord Monkey God is back, I would have to beat your ass to bloom, and people will worry about you." Wang Caihua nagged and went to the kitchen to serve food.

The rice is porridge boiled with sorghum rice with pumpkin, and the dish is pumpkin flowers fried in flour and salted eggs.

When you poke the salted egg with chopsticks, the golden oil comes out, and when you suck it with your mouth, it is fragrant.

"Mother, is this the salted egg we pickled that day?" Song Ying sucked on the bubbling oil and asked.

"Of course, or it still fell from the sky?" Wang Caihua is still puffing up.

As soon as the meal was finished, the rice bucket pointed to the mountain and jumped up and squeaked......