The next day, Pumpkin Niang followed Song Ying to the shop, and since she decided to do it, she did it very seriously.

In less than a morning, the pumpkin lady memorized the name of the flower dumplings and the price of each type, and the pumpkin niang packed the flowers and dumplings very quickly, faster than Song Ying.

"Auntie, why are you so good at packing?" Song asked if she was not very good at packing with straw.

"Hey, when I harvest wheat, I follow your uncle every day, and your uncle cuts fast, and I can't fall behind." Pumpkin Lady said with a smile.

Song Hao is an expert in wheat cutting, and every year when his wheat is finished, he goes to the squire's house to cut wheat and earn wages.

"Ah Ma, it's almost noon, shall I go cook?" When she came, Song Ying showed her the yard behind, and the pumpkin lady knew that there was a stove here for cooking.

"Auntie, no need, I'll go out and buy it." Selling flowers and dumplings looks relaxed, but it's actually quite tiring, Song Ying and his mother are buying and eating.

"You don't need to buy it, the vegetables I took made a nest last night, there won't be many people, I'll do it." Pumpkin Lady went to the backyard and cooked in a short time.

Pumpkin Niang cooks, like the previous Wang Caihua, reluctant to use oil, but the taste is surprisingly good, Song Ying feels that Pumpkin Niang is suitable for making flower dumplings, but she didn't say this now, she wants to investigate Pumpkin Niang first.

"Auntie, you will cook the food in the future, and the two of us will take turns to get the dishes from our own house, and I will give you two more dollars." Song Ying likes to eat pumpkin cooked by Pumpkin Niang.

"Ah Ma, if you want to give extra money, I won't do it." The pumpkin lady said that she came to cook, not to earn more money, but to thank Song Ying and want to thank Song Ying.

"Auntie, if I go out to buy it, it's more expensive, it's not as delicious as you cook, give you two pennies, let you cook, and I'll save money, you can keep it." Song Ying knew that the pumpkin family had a hard life, although the pumpkin lady only took a little vegetables and coarse grains, she didn't want to take advantage.

The next day, the pumpkin lady took the cabbage and vermicelli, a little lard residue, and the white flour steamed buns, and when the rice was ready, she pushed these in front of Song Ying and ate wowotou and pickles by herself.

Song Ying's face immediately changed, "Auntie, what are you doing here, if you are like this, I don't need you to cook!" ”

She gave money, not so that the pumpkin lady would entertain her as a guest and give her good food, while she ate the bad food herself.

"Ah Ma, what's wrong, I don't make it delicious?" The pumpkin lady was at a loss, yesterday she went home and told Song Hao that Song Ying gave her two more dollars and asked her to cook, Song Hao asked her to do this, but why was Song Ying unhappy.

"Auntie, I want you to help, I don't treat you as an old mother, and you don't treat me as a wife, you just cook as before, just do the same as you cook at home."

Song Ying treats the pumpkin lady as a worker, not an inferior person, and the pumpkin lady doesn't have to cook two meals.

Only then did the pumpkin mother understand that it was her own careful eyes that made Song Ying unhappy, and hurriedly said: "Ah Ma, I'm confused, you still tell me to cook." ”

"Auntie, you cook, I give money, this is a matter of course, if you want to take advantage, I took advantage of you, and a bowl of Yangchun noodles outside is more than two yuan."

Song Ying pushed the vegetables in front of him to the middle, pulled the pickles in front of the pumpkin lady to the middle, gave the white-flour steamed buns to the pumpkin girl, ate the nest head by himself, and sandwiched a chopsticks of pickles.

"Auntie, how did you make this shredded pickle, it's crispy and fragrant, it's really delicious." Song Ying's eyes lit up, and he grabbed another chopstick, this shredded pickle is more fragrant than that dish.

The Fuling mustard she had eaten in her previous life couldn't be compared with this plate of shredded pickles!

"Ah Ma, if you like it, I'll send some to your house when you go back, I made two big jars, but you can't give any more money." Pumpkin Lady said this earlier.

Song Ying was also not polite, saying that she would definitely not give money this time, so she planned to eat it for nothing, and the pumpkin Niangle bloomed.

When he returned to the village, Song Ying bought five sugar gourds, waited for the pumpkin lady to get out of the car, and handed her two, "Auntie, give pumpkins to eat." ”

Without waiting for the pumpkin mother to speak, Song Ying drove the donkey cart home, and the milk was also there, Song Ying gave the milk a sugar gourd, gave the mother one, and the last one to the father.

"I don't eat it." Song Wang gave Song Ying again.

Wang Caihua said: "Ah Ying, your father really doesn't like it, don't give it to him." ”

"Mother, what does my father like to eat?" Song Ying really didn't see what his father liked to eat, what his father ate was usually leftover by himself and his mother.

This question also stumped Wang Caihua, and she didn't know what Song Wang liked to eat, it seemed that Song Wang would eat everything, as long as he could eat enough.

"Your father likes to eat fried toon fish, but unfortunately there is no toon now." Sun Baogu knew that his son liked to eat.

"Toon fish?" Song Ying kept it firmly in his heart.

When the pumpkin lady came home, the pumpkin saw the sugar gourd in her hand and jumped three feet high, "Mother, give it to me!" ”

The pumpkin mother gave the sugar gourd to her son, and the pumpkin licked it carefully, licked it twice and handed it to the mother, "Mother, you can eat it too, it's sweet." ”

The pumpkin lady just licked it, and when she tasted a little sweet, she was reluctant to eat it, and the pumpkin said that she wanted to give him milk, and his mother stopped him, "Wait, give this to your uncle and aunt." ”

"Mother, how can you buy two strings, the money should be kept for my second uncle, third uncle and fourth uncle to marry a daughter-in-law." Pumpkin don't look small, but also know that his second uncle, third uncle and fourth uncle have not married a daughter-in-law until now because they are poor.

"This is what your sister bought for you."

"Really? Sister Ah Ma is so nice. Mother, according to what you said today, I cut the grass and sent it to Sister A's house, and my aunt also gave me mung bean cake to eat, I was not willing to eat it, so I took it home and shared it with my uncle and aunt, but it was delicious. Pumpkin swallowed twice more as she spoke.

"Well, go to your grandma's house." The pumpkin lady touched his head and watched the pumpkin run away.

Pumpkin Milk's home and Pumpkin's house are separated by several fences, so you don't have to go out, and the pumpkin can pass by on one side.

The pumpkin lady looked at the fences and thought fiercely, she must work hard in the shop, and together with Song Hao, let the three little uncles marry daughters-in-law!