Listening to the sound of talking in the house, Lu Xiaoli's tears couldn't stop falling.

She's not a snarky person, but she's angry in her heart.

The Winter Solstice family has no silver, because the Winter Solstice Niang fell ill after the autumn, and when they came to the door, they said that they would not send one hundred and ten Wen at home, so that the Lu Quan brothers would forgive me, and they would definitely return the wheat when they harvested it in the coming year.

The Chen family didn't have enough money, and the Lu family didn't think it was wrong. Chen Ping'an's money in his hand is really not enough, he is desperately learning to make oil-paper umbrellas, just to earn more money so that he can pay off the debts of the Lu family.

But why didn't the Ma family and the Goudan family pay back the money, and Lu Xiaoli was not angry about this.

She felt that Aunt Ma and the dog girl had discussed, and deliberately took thirty wen to repay the debt, and the rest of the money was in arrears.

This is bullying honest people, and she is not wrong.

But now, Boss Ma and Daddy Dog gave money one after another, Lu Xiaoli's face was like a fire, and she felt mean again.

Lu Yangge held Lu Xiaoli's hand and pressed it, making her wake up from her lost soul: "Second sister, let's go to Shake House to play and see how Brother Ping'an's oil-paper umbrella works." ”

Chen Shaoyao's house has not yet been built, and he still lives in the wing room next to the Lu family's east house.

The Lu family sisters and brothers knocked on the door of the east chamber, and a little mouse slipped into the house where Chen Shaoyao and Grandma Chen slept.

The weather was cold, Grandma Chen had old cold legs, and a charcoal fire was lit in the house early.

In a room, Chen Ping'an occupies most of the room, and it is all his stuff to make oil-paper umbrellas. Fortunately, it is neatly placed and does not look messy.

Seeing a few children from the Lu family coming, Grandma Chen hurriedly beckoned Chen Shaoyao to take a few small potatoes and put them on the charcoal fire.

The small ones are sweet, buried in the charcoal fire and roasted quickly, and can be cooked quickly.

Lu Xiaoli was obviously thoughtful, and sat on a low stool with his knees folded in a daze at the charcoal fire.

Lu Xiaoqing looked at Xiao Carp, a little unbearable in his heart, and smashed Lu Xiaosi who was teasing Xiao Wu.

She has a clumsy mouth and can't say anything, so it's better to find Xiaosi.

Lu Xiaosi followed Lu Xiaoqing's eyes, looked at Lu Xiaoli, and scratched his head.

"Second sister, I think what you said today is right." This is what Lu Yangge said in his heart.

If she is Lu Quan's daughter, she also wants to say this.

Lu Xiaoli turned his head to look at Lu Xiaosi, with tears in his eyes: "However, I feel guilty and uncomfortable when I see Uncle Ma and them like that." ”

Lu Xiaoyu couldn't help but mutter: "What's uncomfortable, it's because Aunt Ma and the dog girl don't do things properly, is it reasonable." ”

Grandma Chen closed the door in the house and didn't hear what Lu Xiaoli said, but watching her sisters speak, she vaguely understood.

Her family still owes the Lu family money, and she is not easy to accept this, so she can only pull out the smallest roasted potato and pinch it and hand it to Chen Ping'an: "This is cooked, give it to Xiao Wu first." ”

picked and pulled out another one and handed it to Lu Xiaoli: "Good boy, you are a straightforward and fast-hearted person, Xiaoyu is right about this, it was your second aunt Ma and the dog girl who did it not be authentic." ”

"Yes." Chen Shaoyan took the handkerchief and handed it to Lu Xiaoli, "If you have money at home, you should pay it back, and you can't keep it and you can't give birth to the cubs, if your family doesn't advance this money, are they really locked up by Uncle Ma and the dog?" ”

Lu Xiaoli gave it to Lu Xiaosi again, she felt uncomfortable now, and she didn't want to eat anything.

"Damn won't." Lu Yangge stretched out his hand to break the potato in half, and gave Lu Xiaoli half of it, "But Aunt Ma, that's not necessarily." ”

Anyway, it wasn't her man who was arrested, so she didn't care whether Boss Ma lived or died.

This matter, the dog girl must not have imagined, it must be Aunt Ma who is making trouble behind her back.

"Your second aunt Ma will, Ma Lao Er and Ma Lao San can't let it, as well as orchids and orchids." Grandma Chen took out two more from the charcoal pot and handed them to Xiao Qingxiaoyu.

Lu Xiaoqing divided half of it for shaking, and Xiaoyu divided half of it for Lu Xiaowu.

Lu Xiaoqing couldn't help but open his mouth: "If you want me to say, Uncle Ma should take the orchid and the orchid separately." ”

Provincial orchids are always mean to Aunt Ma.

Lu Xiaoqing and Ma Lanhua walked closest, Ma Lanhua said everything to Lu Xiaoqing, it's better now, when she was at the wild dock, Aunt Ma didn't even allow Ma Lanhua to eat.

Grandma Chen sighed: "Hey, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read. It's not easy for your Uncle Ma, a few years ago, the orchid was small, and it was his two brothers who raised him, and now Ma Lao's second child is still young, and Ma's third daughter-in-law has just been pregnant, and the orchid is able to do work, he may feel that he has been separated at this time, and he is sorry for his two brothers. ”

Xiao Yu asked puzzledly: "Didn't you say that when spring begins, their family will build a few more rooms and then split up?" ”

Lu Xiaoli took a bite of the hot roasted potato into his stomach, and felt a lot of comfort in his heart: "It is said that it was built in spring, but I don't know when it will be built, and now I have paid an extra piece of imperial grain, where is the money?" ”

"Yes." Lu Xiaoyu was deflated, "Then doesn't Ma Lanhua have to wait until she gets married to get rid of her second aunt?" ”

"Silly boy." Grandma Chen smiled and pulled out the remaining two baked potatoes, "The little girl's family, you know what to marry or not, be careful that your mother hears you." ”

Xiao Yu bared his teeth at Grandma Chen honestly: "My mother can't hear it." ”

Grandma Chen looked at the children lovingly, and grabbed two handfuls of peanuts and roasted them by the charcoal basin.

The Lu family is not short of food, but when the children come to play in her house, she always has to find something to give the children fragrant mouth.

It's more or less a thought.

The roasted potato is ready, everyone doesn't speak, they are busy hula and blow, and they eat while blowing.

Chen Ping'an hugged Lu Xiaowu and sat next to Lu Xiaosi, carefully peeled the potato skin, and fed Xiaowu one bite at a time.

He was grateful to Lu Xiaosi in his heart, but he didn't know how to express it, so he could only do his best to do something for the Lu family.

Unexpectedly, this time he had to pay the imperial grain, and his family owed the Lu family money.

Xiao Si taught Chen Ping'an to make oil paper umbrellas, although Xiao Si didn't remember many processes very clearly, but Chen Ping'an was not stupid.

He was ruthless, spent a lot of money to buy an oil-paper umbrella from the town and came back, dismantling it little by little and groping for himself.

Until the place where it will not be until it is figured out.

During this time, Chen Ping'an has been able to make a sturdy oil-paper umbrella.

The first oil-paper umbrella made by Chen Ping'an is now in Lu Xiaosi's house, not to mention, although it looks simple, it is really sturdy.

According to Lu Yangge's idea, of course, it is to make that kind of good-looking and delicate oil-paper umbrella in order to sell for a price.

But Chen Ping'an's ideas are much simpler.

He can't draw, and the oil-paper umbrella has to be beautiful, not that he has to be able to draw.

Also, I really like delicate objects, which have to be done by a master with good craftsmanship, he doesn't even have a serious master, like Lu Xiaosi, who told him how to do this and how to do that, and the master who picked the child after speaking, can only be said to be half a master.

He might as well be honest and make the kind of sturdy and durable ones that he sells to those who really need oil-paper umbrellas.

(End of chapter)