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What a pale explanation!

The New Year's painting ignored her and gently pushed her into the courtyard.

Wang Qiaoying was so angry that she stomped her feet, and she was still scolding Liang Guoliang in her heart for why the dead old man had such smart ears.

As soon as the New Year painting came in, Liang Guoliang just solved Liang Chunsheng.

"New Year's painting girl, you come, come here, follow me to play a game, your Uncle Chunsheng is a stinky chess basket!"

Liang Chunsheng stood up awkwardly and gave up his place to the New Year's painting.

The New Year's painting did not refuse, sat down to help the old man set up the chessboard, and the two played against each other step by step.

Seeing this situation, Wang Qiaoying pulled Liang Chunsheng aside and counted it hard.

But when she saw the pieces of jewelry on the New Year's painting, an idea popped up in her head again.

She was worried that she wouldn't have a chance to speak, so it wouldn't be sent to the door.

"New Year's painting, your bracelet is so beautiful! Sterling silver, right? ”

The New Year's painting was stretching out his hand to play chess, and when he heard this, he replied casually:

"Not sterling silver!"

Wang Qiaoying didn't believe it, and thought that the New Year's painting was deliberately deceiving her.

"How could it not be pure silver, I just looked at it. Where did you buy this bracelet? My sister-in-law also wants to buy one and wear it back. ”

She said this not only to the New Year's paintings, but also to tell Liang Guoliang not to favor one over the other, and to give her nephew's family something good.

"I bought it at the people's mall in the county, auntie, if you want to buy it, go and see it."

The answer of the New Year's painting made Wang Qiaoying even more suspicious, she had only been to the county seat two months ago, how could there be any people's mall in the county?

Needless to say, it must be the New Year's painting that this girl is lying!

But Liang Guoliang didn't say a word, and only cared about playing chess.

Wang Qiaoying had no choice but to go back to the house in a huff, if she hadn't endured it, she would have lifted the chessboard a long time ago.

Nian Hua played a few games of chess with Liang Guoliang, and knew that Liang Chunsheng was okay with him, so he left with confidence.

Wang Qiaoying saw that the New Year's painting was gone, so she brought all the meals to the table, but she was really afraid that the New Year's painting would stay to eat.

On the way home, the New Year's painting also met Ye Zimei.

After chatting, I learned that Ye Zimei went to Liang Yin to borrow rice.

It turned out that when Ye Zimei went back to prepare to cook rice, she found that there was no rice in the rice bowl, so she thought about going to Liang Yin to borrow a few bowls of rice to cook the rice first.

When the two returned home, Liang Shangkun had already loaded a few bags of rice onto the board truck, saying that he would go to the processing factory in the town to husk in the afternoon.

Only then did I know that it turned out that the countryside had to pull the rice to the processing factory in the town to hull it.

Speaking of processing plants, New Year's paintings are still very familiar, in the original time and space, the grandfather of the New Year's paintings is to open a processing factory, and several surrounding villages want to shed their shells, they will come to grandpa's processing factory.

Earlier, I collected five cents a bag, and then gradually became a bag of one piece, two dollars a bag, and it was a very lucrative business at that time.

And in addition to hulling, there are also processed rice noodles, gnocchi noodles, glutinous rice noodles, potato flour, corn flour and so on.

New Year's painting felt that Liang Shangkun could open a processing factory at home, saving him from having to go to the town to get out of his shell.

During the meal, Nian Hua decided to mention this matter to Liang Shangkun to see what he thought.

"Dad, every time I have to pull a cart of rice to the town to husk, it's a bit troublesome."

"What's the trouble, you can't skip a meal, right?"

"Dad, how about we open our own processing plant?"

Hearing that the New Year's painting suddenly made such a suggestion, Liang Shangkun immediately put down his chopsticks.

He really never thought about opening a processing plant, and their generation was too limited in their thinking to dare to have any bold ideas.

If it weren't for the mention of the New Year's painting, he wouldn't even have this thought at all.

But when I thought about it, I realized that it was a really good idea.