The more than a dozen scissors in the persimmon workshop are specially used to cut the persimmon stem, and the women in the workshop each have a hand, Mrs. He never goes to He Zao's house, but that time she went to pick up the five treasures in the school, and happened to meet Aunt Lu, so she went to take a look inside, and was shocked by the spectacular scene in the yard at that time, and it took a long time to react, and she also saw the dozen scissors on the yard mat.

In these years, everything beaten by iron is valuable, and Mrs. He feels that Sanfang's hands are too big, so that the people who are invited to do the work are so comfortable, and her heart has been uncomfortable, and she remembers it to this day.

"That's cutting persimmons, and the workshop can't leave." He Zao guessed Mrs. He's thoughts, and said: "This scissors are not worth the old money, each of them has a handful, whoever loses it loses money, and he will buy another one himself!" ”

She looked at the one in Mrs. He's hand again, and then asked with a grin: "Milk, this one in your hand is quite new, you just bought it?" ”

The old house has two scissors, the edge of the knife is blunt, and I am reluctant to buy a new one, that is, to make clothes and cut cloth, and the better fabric does not dare to use this scissors to cut, so I always have to borrow the neighbor's house.

It's also a shame that the people in the old house don't do it once a year and a half.

Mrs. He replied unreasonably: "Your fourth uncle bought it." ”

And he was silent again.

He Zao squinted at her, He Xia'er opened the curtain and came in, and smiled: "Zao'er, let's eat pancakes at noon today, let's keep them to eat together." ”

The so-called pancakes are not the same as the pancakes of later generations, but with a round iron that can be opened and closed, a long handle, put on the fire, stir the thin yellow noodles with water, thick, open the handle, smear a layer of fine yellow noodles on the round iron, and bake them over and over again on the fire, and take them down with a gentle peel after baking.

Pancakes, like steamed buns, are a snack made by country people at home, and cannot be used as a staple food because food is wasted.

But this time, the old house is buying scissors and cooking pancakes, which is a sudden fortune? Or did Mrs. He suddenly become generous?

He Zao saw that Mrs. He heard He Xia'er's invitation to He Zao, her face changed, and she reprimanded: "Zao'er is still in a hurry to go back, what do you let her stay and eat, how much do you burn, don't eat enough!" ”

He Zao pouted secretly, such a grandmother really didn't expect to take a bite from her mouth.

He Xia'er was embarrassed, lowered her head and whispered: "When we went to the third aunt's house, we all stayed to eat, and every time we passed by, we always gave us miles to eat...... I've burned enough to eat early......"

Mrs. He glared: "Our family can compare with her family, that thing will be dead if you don't help eat it, it's broken, it's a waste of food!" Besides, what delicious food has people given you, you still can't forget it, and you lack heart! ”

He Xia'er closed her mouth and stood in the moment very aggrieved.

Mrs. He glanced at He Zao, and continued to snort coldly: "If you are really generous, you will borrow scissors and follow your ass every day?" Fake generous! ”

She muttered.

He Zao felt that he couldn't bear it anymore and was about to explode.

But she still cultivated to her home, took a deep breath, and showed a sweet smile: "Sister Xia'er, my family's scissors mile, please give it to me, my family needs it urgently." ”

He Xia'er was honest, and raised her foot to get it: "I remember that it seems to be put in that house......"

Mrs. He glanced at the direction she was going, and without saying a word, she put down the scissors in her hand and began to gesture with the thin sorghum stalk in her hand.

He Xia'er's voice was already heard over there: "I saw you yesterday, why ......is it gone?"

Mrs. He muttered, "You look for it carefully." ”

He Zao already understood what was going on, she relied on her small and flexible body, and suddenly climbed onto the kang, smiled at Mrs. He, took the scissors on the small kang table and ran: "Milk, my family is in a hurry, use this first, and wait for you to exchange my family's for you!" ”

Before Mrs. He could react, she lifted the curtain and ran outside.

Mrs. He screamed angrily, hurriedly got off the kang, and chased two steps, but where was He Zao's opponent, and when the curtain was lifted, she couldn't see the other party's figure for a long time, so she stomped her feet and kept scolding.

He ran to the door of the old mansion early and walked leisurely home.

When she met Dayang, who was limping and had a color on her face, she frowned and slowed down.

Since Dayang went around the scorpion for a few days and made some money, he played with several teenagers in the village who were out of the circle, and in the future, she heard more often about the other party fighting and bullying the children in the same village.

Seeing him like this at this time, he must have come back after a fight.

"Brother Dayang, are you fighting again?" She spoke in a questioning tone.

Da Yang glanced at her, and his attitude was okay: "I beat someone, he made the first move!" His face was still painful, he bared his teeth as he spoke, and looked at the things in He Zao's hand: "Where are you going?" ”

He Zao answered, and a pair of dark eyes looked at him quietly.

Dayang waved his hand: "Go back, I'm fine, skin trauma!" ”

He Zao looked at the door where he entered the old mansion, and thought to himself, Dayang has been getting worse and worse these days, and Old Man He doesn't care!

When she returned, she left the matter behind.

Chen was waiting for her to come back with scissors, and during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the family unanimously decided to have a good time, so she and He Chun'er took the time to make clothes for their families, which was the last one.

After taking the scissors, he was surprised: "This is not our family." ”

He Zao raised his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything: "I saw that my milk was unwilling to pay it back, I went to ask, she sat still and didn't move, and Sister Xia Er couldn't find it, who knows where they got it, so I took this back." ”

Chen paused and smiled: "You kid, you can't afford to lose at all, a handful of scissors, if you don't want to give it, don't give it, let's buy another one." ”

She is generous, she likes to leave a line in everything, and these small utensils in life are not very valuable, so she is not willing to search the old house again and again.

He Zao's eyes widened, and it was precisely because of her attitude that the people in the old mansion would become more and more excessive.

"Mother, my grandmother they just know that you are good and bullying, so they will deliberately borrow things and not return them, but we always borrow her, if you don't want to go back and ask my second grandmother, see that my grandmother dares to borrow her things, no, borrow a day and don't pay it back, my second grandmother will walk around our village three times and scold a bloody dog!"

Chen thought of the temperament of the aunt in his family, and couldn't help but smile: "Your grandmother and your second grandmother will not deal with each other for the rest of their lives!" ”

He Chun'er cooked the meal and sent it in, and nodded when she heard the words: "Yes, the borrowed things are all small things, and we are not noisy or noisy, and people will say that our family is not." She lowered her voice: "Our milk likes to be greedy." ”

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