"You're good."

Liu Cuiya hugged her daughter and boasted vigorously: "I don't cry or make trouble when I wake up, I play with my fingers, and I don't wet the bed." ”

"What a sensible and good boy, I know how to hurt my mother."

Mrs. Gu followed her daughter-in-law's wishes, put down the back basket, and pinched the little girl's cheeks lovingly.

The little baby girl burped, chirped her mouth, and smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"Mother, look, Nan Nan smiled."

Liu Cuiya hugged her daughter, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

"We love to laugh, we must be a blessed child."

Mrs. Gu thought of the hairy chestnuts in the basket, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Hey, hey."

When the little golden monkey heard them praise their masters, they also followed the silly joy, jumped out of the back basket, and circled around the mother and son.

"Hee-hee."

The little baby girl was very happy to see the little monkey and stretched out her little hand to touch it.

"Mother."

Liu Cuiya saw that her daughter liked it, and her eyes showed surprise: "Where did the little monkey come from?" ”

"Jumping into the basket by yourself."

Mrs. Gu herself was surprised, poured out the hairy chestnuts, and told the scene of picking chestnuts with a sound and color.

"You can't sell such a spiritual monkey, you have to offer it."

Liu Cuiya believed in Buddhism, and the more she listened, the more she felt that the little monkey had an extraordinary background, and she was in awe.

"Can't you sell it?"

Mrs. Gu was a little disappointed: "It's worth five taels of silver." ”

Is five taels of silver a lot?

The nagging goes on and on.

Who is disgusting?

The little golden monkey was not happy again, and jumped on the eaves and ran into the woods.

"Hey, it ran away."

Liu Cuiya raised her head, and the little monkey was gone.

"Just run away."

Mrs. Gu just thought about it, and didn't plan to really sell it, so she picked up the firewood and went into the kitchen and started to make breakfast.

Liu Cuiya found a machete and helped her chop chestnuts.

"Cui Ya'er, don't do it, go back to the house and rest."

Mrs. Gu was afraid that she would be weak and fall ill, so she came out of the kitchen and went to the house to pick people up.

"Mother, I'm fine."

Liu Cuiya refused to leave, and dodged with a smile: "I have been lying in bed for several days, my waist is sore, and I am really useless if I am inactive." ”

"You can't hold the baby."

Mrs. Gu glanced at the machete, remembering that she once wanted to kill herself by cutting her wrists, and her heart palpitated: "It's not good if you hurt the child." ”

"I'll put it aside."

Liu Cuiya went back to the house, came out with a cradle, wrapped her daughter in a small quilt and put it inside.

"That's fine."

Mrs. Gu no longer insisted and went back to the kitchen to cook.

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Smoke curls in the kitchen, and the fire burns brightly.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law drank rice porridge, added water to the pot, and began to cook the chestnuts.

Liu Cuiya split the chestnut skin into a crack, and the open chestnuts were rolled in the boiling water a few times, and it didn't take half a stick of incense to cook.

There are a lot of chestnuts, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law cook a small half, and discuss carrying the rest to the town to sell.

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"It's delicious."

When the chestnuts are ripe, dry the water on the pot, peel off the skin and take a bite, which is soft and glutinous and sweet.

Mrs. Gu ate chestnuts with her mouth in her mouth, one bite at a time, and the food was delicious.

"After Brother Sheng left, I never ate such delicious chestnuts again."

Liu Cuiya thought of her husband who died in battle, and her eyes turned red again.

Mrs. Gu was sad when she heard it, and when she ate the chestnuts, she actually tasted a little bitter.

"Alas!"

The little baby girl pricked up her little ears and listened to all the conversations between her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and her mood couldn't help but be low.

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The seven countries of the Shiling Continent are vying for hegemony, and more than a dozen vassal countries are trying to survive in the cracks.