Whether it's fruit candy or fancy candy.

If you do it, the benefits will be minimal.

Before the mind is opened, fruit candy and flower-shaped candy are things that ordinary people will not think about and consider, and once they are opened, it is too easy to reproduce.

She didn't mention a word about the idea of fruit candy, but she believed that she would soon see the results.

Let Xiaohua ponder it and finally strive for a few taels of silver, it is better to give this idea to Bazhenlou, and then go back and share some dividends to the little girl.

Of course, the little girl doesn't have to stop there.

Sugar, there are too many forms that can be expanded!

Just as Ding Xuewei wanted to inspect the skills of the cook and dim sum master, Wen Jiu and the shopkeeper Gao also wanted her to conduct random inspections.

Although she nodded her head and agreed to give some of the dishes to the guests who needed them, in the end, she was faced with a table full of dishes.

If she needs some advice, she is not stingy.

Wen Jiu is an open-minded person, she listens carefully to everything she says, the dim sum chef has changed her attitude, and the advice she gives is no longer stubborn, and it is suitable for both guests and hosts to eat a meal.

It was almost nine o'clock when the shopkeeper Gao sent Ding Xuewei to the door of the house, and Ding Lao Er had obviously been standing at the door for a while.

After greeting the shopkeeper Gao, he politely carried the things he gave and entered the door.

In the past half a day, he and Ding Laosi have worked very hard, not only hanging lanterns under the eaves to illuminate the originally dead courtyard, but even being basically ransacked, and the netting has been hung in the plain bedroom and the mattress has been laid.

"Go back and ask Aunt Yang to buy the previous furniture back."

Standing beside Ding Xuewei, following her gaze at Ding Lao Er in the East Wing hut, he suddenly said this.

"No need, there are not many chances to come back in the future!" She is not Pandi's three little ones, and she will be affected by the traces of her parents' existence.

Ding Xuewei didn't think that by decorating the room back to its original appearance, the beauty of the past could be retained, but Ding Lao Er looked at her dark eyes, but he had a different understanding.

The memories of this house are not good!

"Would you like to pick a room?"

The layout of the houses in this world is similar to but different from the traditional courtyard houses in the real world.

As soon as you enter, you will find the main courtyard, which is the main activity area of the family, and the kitchen and thatched house are all in the courtyard.

Therefore, as soon as you enter the room, except for the two elders, there is only one big house.

For Ding Xuewei's father, Old Man Ding is really fond of him, and the entire East Wing is their one room, even if the couple is gone, the Li family has repeatedly mentioned it explicitly and secretly, and the two rooms in the East Wing have not been fingered by her children.

If the family is still together, then it is impossible for the small room of the Ding Xuewei sisters to change, the Ding family said that the big is big, and the small is also small, after the family is separated and their big house inherits this courtyard, this east wing room should be peaceful.

There are three of them, and they should move in to two.

When Ding Lao Er said this, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

Ding Xue turned her head slightly.

Facing her frank and puzzled gaze, Ding Lao Er pulled his lips and smiled.

"Before you know it, Anping is six years old!"

Seven-year-old men and women don't sit at the same table, and now they want to buy necessities, so they just picked a room.

Ding Xue didn't know what his psychology was, he only knew that he didn't want to waste more time.

"Second uncle, let's do it."

Ding Lao Er actually wanted her to choose, at least she should be bold on her own territory, but she could also see that she was not interested, so she could only give up.

In the main hall, Ding Lao Wu was holding a book, and he didn't put it away when he heard the movement, and Ding Lao Si got up and walked to the door.

"I was going to pick you up with your second uncle."

"It's rare to come here, so I'll stay in Bazhen Building for a while."

asked Ding Lao Er Ming'er to distribute these gifts from the shopkeeper Gao to the neighbors, and listened to their brothers talk about some things in the city, so Ding Xuewei went to wash.

After entering the room, she stood silently for a while, and then blew the lamp and fell asleep, until there was no sound of Ding Lao Er and Ding Lao Si in the courtyard, and then she entered the space.

In Ning County, where King Yi's team left today, Ming'er and the others went to Kaixian, and they had to bump into each other when they left.

If she doesn't want to see her face again, she will either delay some time to open the county, or she will delay some time in the open county.

The Xu family in her memory and in her memory are very good, and after learning that there are only one old and one young in the entire Xu family, she can't rest assured, so she can only delay more when she opens the county.

The flowers she had touched couldn't be transplanted and were prone to die, so she had to find a way to dispose of them along the way.

The reason and the shovel Ding Xuewei were ready, and the next day they had breakfast in the warm hospitality of Mrs. Ke and set off actively.

Ding Laosi's marriage was retired, so there was no need to hide and choke anymore, and everyone went all the way out of the city to the village where the carriages and horses were stored.

I don't know if it's Kang's bad luck or Ding Laosi's bad luck, when the Ding family was separated, a carriage that happened to pass by broke its axle.

Ding Lao Wu Ding Xuewei, who listened to Ding Lao Er's parting explanation, was so attracted by the accident carriage, and his eyes turned from Ding Lao Er to the accident carriage that was deflected.

Before I could think of whether I wanted to help, two figures crawled out of the carriage one after another.

One is fat and clumsy, the other is tall and dexterous.

"What's going on?"

The fat, about 300 pounds of Roshan kicked and stumbled to Xiao Si in front of him.

Xiao Si rolled out two laps in a row and explained in panic: "The minions don't know either!" ”

"You don't know, that Ben doesn't know?" Roshan stepped forward with fat all over his body, and kicked it again.

"Brother Bao~"

A light and pretty voice sounded, and the dexterous girl who came back to her senses stepped forward: "Brother Ah Bao and his subordinates generally know something, but now is to figure out what is going on, how the axle can break." ”

The girl is delicate and lovely, and her words are well-organized.

She just glanced twice as she climbed out of the car, and she saw the crux of the problem, not incompetent rage, which shows how smart and sharp she is!

Ding Xuewei and a few people were at the entrance of the village, and the carriage had already surpassed the past.

They could see and hear everything not far away, but the girl with her back to them didn't know that there were several spectators behind her.

When she convinces Roshan, who is in a rage, to turn around, her eyes light up.

"It's a coincidence that I met someone."

It was obvious that she wanted to ask someone for help, but Roshan looked at the axle that was broken into two sections and roared angrily: "How did you inspect the vehicle, did you deliberately want to fall to death young master me?" ”

"Young master, the slave checked it carefully when he asked people to set up the car, and there was nothing unusual at that time." Xiao Si shouted that he was wronged.

I don't know where these words stimulated Roshan, but I saw him turn around and kick Xiao Si again.

"It's either your problem or Ben Shao's problem? Ben Shao provides you with food and drink, but you come to add blockage to Ben Shao? Isn't it too good for you, so that you dare to throw any mistakes at Ben Shao? ”

Asked a kick, the little guy didn't dare to avoid or reply, but after kicking three times in a row, Roshan was out of breath.

With one hand on his waist, he pointed to Ding Xuewei's group with the other.

"Yet, still, not yet, go."

A roar every day, begging for tickets, asking for collections...

(End of chapter)