As soon as Wu Yi heard that his family was not poor, he immediately became energetic, sat up from the bed, and looked at Wu Jin's eyes, and his abacus crackled in his heart.

"Brother, can you give me ten cents a day! And can I not go to sell cakes today, I'm going to see a dragon boat! ”

"No," Wu Jin explained carefully, "our family is just not poor, and we still need to be diligent......"

Wu Yi immediately showed a look of disappointment, and was impatient to listen to his long speech, interrupted him with an "ah", and lay down hard: "Then you are still very poor, brother, you don't understand, if you want Liu Bowen and their family to be like that, then you can't be poor, you can eat whatever you want, and you can buy whatever you want." ”

Wu Jin immediately said: "You don't have clothes and food, and you have never covered your body without a piece of tile on your head, and you are afraid of death, how can you be called poor?" ”

He pulled the quilt covering Wu Yi's head: "Every porridge and meal at home are all hard-earned ......"

"I'm going to help in the shop!" Wu Yi didn't listen, jumped up, jumped down with two feet, pulled his shoes, flew out with his wings, flew out to Wu's mother's house, and landed in the kitchen with his wings flapped, grabbed Wu's mother's boiled eggs, turned around and ran out.

Today, there are many people watching the dragon boat, and they will bring some food, and a lot of them have been ordered out in the cake shop, and a few cages will be made for their two brothers to pick out and sell.

Wu Jin immediately got up and followed, and watched him really enter the cake shop before returning home, took the zongzi and the mugwort leaf cake made by Wu's mother, divided the two baskets, and then took one of the Baisuo he had braided, and walked out of Shishi Street.

It was still early, and there were many tourists on the street, so he went to the side door of the prefect's house first, knocked on the door, and handed over a basket to the porter and asked him to hand it over to Cheng Ting.

The porter was listless, hung his head, and after Wu Jin left, he turned around and entered the duty room, and put the basket of corner dumplings on the mountain of zongzi that were piled up.

Cheng Ting's friends, it is to cast a wide net, catch more fish, plus there is a prefect father, and the stars hold the moon, from the third day of the end, to send zongzi to Cheng Ting has not stopped.

The porter looked at these zongzi and thought to himself that Cheng Ting couldn't eat so much even if he was full of mouths.

However, after looking at it for a moment, he suddenly patted his head and stepped forward to lift the basket: "Ouch, this is Young Master Wu!" I'm confused! ”

Cheng Ting treated Wu Jin very kindly, and he returned the gift every year, he didn't pay attention for a while, and almost made a mistake.

Wu Jin went to Mofu again, knocked on the corner door, and handed over a five-color hundred ropes and a basket of zongzi to the porter.

Then he hurried back to the bakery to help, and when the sun came up, the streets were full of people, and he had gone out to sell bread with a bread cage on his shoulder.

Wu Yi in order to see the dragon boat, but also happily went out to sell cakes, squeezed the cake cage to the river, and waited until the dragon boat dispersed, he returned home and put down the cake cage, Wu's mother saw that the cake was sold out, and the money was spent a lot, and she was still holding half a hemp candy in her hand.

Wu's mother was in the way of the festival, and it was inconvenient to scold him, so she secretly wrote it down, just waiting for tomorrow to have another attack, Wu Yi waited anxiously for a long time, and saw that no one was pursuing it, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Jin sold the cake back and forth three times, and when the cake shop closed early, he handed over the heavy money bag to Wu's mother, and put a pot of pu wine and a basket of peaches into the kitchen.

Wu Yi cheered and followed up, took a peach and rubbed it his body, and bit down a large piece with a "click".

Wu Jin washed her hands and face, changed into clean clothes, got up and went into the kitchen to move the table out, moved the chair again, and went to carry Wu's father again.

Wu's father changed into a clean short brown, and saw that the eldest son was busy with sweat, but the second son was only eating peaches on the side, so he immediately drank and asked Wu Yi to go to the kitchen to help.

Wu Yi hurriedly ate the peaches and went into the kitchen to serve the dishes - a bowl of vegetables and a bite to eat.

Wu's mother chopped a bowl of smoked pig's head meat, boiled a pot of stew, fried a plate of eggs, peeled off four or five red bean dumplings and placed them on the table, Wu Jin poured four more cups of pu wine, and it was already unprecedentedly rich.

A family of four, having a good time, after the meal, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, Wu Yi began to talk about the dragon boat race again.

When the saliva was flying, there was a sudden knock on the door, Wu Yi jumped out to open the door, and saw Mofu Yinbei standing outside the door with a smile, holding a vermilion lacquer box, smiling and calling "Little Brother Yi", and walked in politely.

"Young Master Wu," Yin Bei put the box on the table, took out another fan box, and handed it to Wu Jin, "Uncle said thank you for the horn dumplings you sent, and specially instructed me to return the gift." ”

Wu Jin immediately thanked him, invited Yin Bei to sit down and drink tea, and asked Wu Yi to fetch an empty box and vacate the vermilion lacquer box.

Yin Bei waved his hand again and again, only saying that he would send it together, and he was also busy like a spinning top, and he didn't have time to go back to the house to put the box.

After that, he really raised his legs and left, and he didn't even have the time to drink tea.

Wu Jin also hurriedly followed, and sent Yin Bei to the street, and when he turned around, he saw that Wu Yi had already opened the box, with a candy in his mouth, and opened the fan box.

In the box is the sunflower painting fan that Wu Jin mentioned.

Wu Jin closed the fan box and went to see the box.

The box is filled with things that Mo Lingfeng often eats, and even the vermilion lacquer holding box is the one commonly used by Mo Lingfeng.

It's not like Mo Qianlan's gift, but like Mo Lingfeng's return gift.

Wu Jin went to find an empty bowl and came out, put all the snacks in the box into the bowl, took the empty box into the house, and cherished it next to Beacon Mountain.

Hanging on Beacon Hill is the broom that Mo Lingfeng gave him.

He loves his brother very much in his heart, and everything that is good must be given to Wu Yi, only this pen, which he cherished on Beacon Mountain, and now he is adding this inexpensive box.

After it was placed, he walked out the door with a smile on his face.

"Brother, what are you doing with an empty box?" Wu Yi leaned over to grab the dried peaches, "Is that worth the money?" ”

Wu Mu slapped his hand away: "This is your brother's." ”

She put away all the candy in the bowl and put it high in the cupboard.

Wu Yi pouted: "Brother will give it to me." ”

Father Wu asked, "Why didn't your best friend Liu Bowen send it to you to eat?" ”

Wu Yi learned from Wu Jin, and also sent Liu Bowen a hanging of corner dumplings, at this time, I didn't even see the shadow of the return gift.

"Didn't Young Master Cheng give my brother a return gift?"

Wu Yi retorted loudly, how weak his heart was, and sat down honestly with the candy.

As soon as the ass lit the bench, the door rang again.

"Liu Bowen!" Wu Yi jumped up, took three steps and did two steps to the door, pushed the door open, "...... Oh, brother! Looking for you! ”

The person who came was Cheng Ting's little guy Fat Sea.

Chengfu's return gift is also a sunflower painting fan, plus a jar of thousand days of spring.

After Wu Jin thanked him, he sent Fat Dahai out and asked in a low voice, "Dahai, what's wrong with you third masters?" ”

This gift is not Cheng Ting's temperament.

Last year's Dragon Boat Festival, Cheng Ting sent a small dragon boat of his own paste, claiming to be able to hang directly on the clouds and sail into the sea, Wu Jin put it in the water, and sank before it set sail.

Fat Dahai was holding back in his heart, and when he heard Wu Jin take the initiative to ask, his eyes immediately turned red: "Young Master Wu, the third master said that he would hang himself." ”