Widow Zhang's cheeks trembled slightly, and she forced, "What nonsense are you talking about?" She is a family of five, what do you want so much food for? Isn't this a joke on everyone? ”

She looked at the others, trying to get an accompaniment.

But the other people's expressions changed, and their flattering expressions were overflowing: "Really? Twenty pounds? ”

"What kind of grain do you receive? Do you want wheat? ”

"My family still had some sorghum last year, can she harvest it?"

Everyone rushed up, and the stars surrounded Cao San's sister-in-law in the center.

Only the widow was left stunned in place, lonely like an island.

Cao San's cheeks were slightly red, and she said sonorously: "As long as the quality is good, I will accept it!" But you have to see the grass. ”

Several long-tongued women stopped chewing the base of their tongues, and went home to find food.

Widow Zhang looked at the bare tree, and gritted her teeth angrily: Lu Qingcao, you wait!

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It is not easy to collect 5,000 catties of grain in ten days, and the aunt also searched the black market for a few days in order to gather food.

But as if I had received the news, the price of food on the black market has skyrocketed, and it is still some goods that cannot be put on the table.

On the other hand, on Lu Qingcao's side, the situation is not much better.

Now there are horse thieves, and the silver is not yet good for real food, even if someone comes to sell it, it is only a star and a half, and it is not a climate at all.

"Qingcao, I only harvested more than 100 catties of grain today, what can I do, or I will go to other villages to shout and shout." Sister-in-law Cao looked at a small bag of grain at the door and couldn't help but worry.

If you make it up like this, when will you be able to make up enough 5,000 catties!

Lu Qingcao was not in a hurry, in fact, there were some grains that were not in good condition, and she refused.

As he spoke, a group of people walked into the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the door, his voice was an octave higher: "Is this Lu Qingcao's house?" Grass? Lu Qingcao? ”

The woman was short and thin, with yellow and split hair, which at first glance looked like a burnt matchstick, and her hands and feet were thin and without any flesh.

Lu Qingcao frowned slightly, and stepped forward: "I am Lu Qingcao." ”

The woman seemed to see the life-saving straw, so she grabbed her hand and said: "You are the grass, you see, I haven't seen it for a month or two, the change is so big, the person is fat, and the complexion is really good." ”

"Don't you know me? We used to eat together for the Chinese New Year! The woman blinked her little eyes and tried to look at Lu Qingcao.

It just so happened that Lu Erli came with the water and recognized her at a glance: "Second aunt? ”

Wang Cuilan is a relative of Tian Xiao'e, and when it comes to Jiabao, she should call her aunt, so they follow suit.

Wang Cuilan immediately smiled, leaned over and wanted to get close to Lu Erli: "Yo, Erli is also fat, your family is really rich, and you don't eat less meat, right?" ”

Lu Erli flashed unhappily and hid beside Lu Qingcao.

This aunt scolded them a lot behind her back, saying that they were girls and worthless.

Lu Qingcao recalled carefully, there was indeed such a person in the memory of the original owner, but it was only limited to two face-to-face photos.

"What's the matter with you?" Lu Qingcao said unhappily.

Speaking of business, Wang Cuilan immediately changed her face, rubbed her hands and pointed behind her, and was confident: "Didn't you collect grain?" It just so happened that there were dozens of catties of millet at home, so I deliberately brought it over. ”

Lu Qingcao found out that there was a half-person-high cloth bag at the gate of the courtyard, which should be the millet she said.

Without waiting for Lu Qingcao to speak, the woman praised her own things again: "Don't you know, these millets are all grown by me, growing little by little, and I am not even willing to take them out to eat during the New Year, if it is not a real relative, I will not sell it." ”

One rhetoric turned selling grain into charity.

Lu Qingcao was silent.

Wang Cuilan was still chattering: "You don't know, there was little rain last year, in order to water this millet, I carried a load of water to water, but I was tired to death......"

Sister-in-law Cao couldn't stand it anymore, and said loudly: "Sister-in-law, if you open the bag, we will also see the color." ”

Wang Cuilan was stunned, and said reluctantly: "They are all real relatives, can I still lie to you?" Besides, I've come all the way to carry it, and you have to take it anyway......"

She turned around and picked up the sack, clutching the mouth of the sack tightly.

After a move, you don't need to look at it to know that there are ghosts.

Lu Qingcao glanced at her deeply, and said lightly: "My brother still settles accounts, what is my cousin?" ”

Wang Cuilan's face couldn't hold back, and she stammered: "You, why are you so unkind." ”

She was still reluctant to open the bag.

Lu Qingcao was not used to her, took a few sips of the tea brought by Lu Erli, and said slowly: "If you don't sell it, go back, don't delay my business." ”

Wang Cuilan's face flushed.

It is not easy to carry it in the mountains for dozens of miles, and everyone in the village knows about selling grain, so you can't be laughed to death if you carry it back as it is?!

She gritted her teeth and slowly untied the bag.

A musty smell hit the face, almost smoking a few people.

The bag was covered with green mildew, the original golden millet was dyed light green, and the mildew was refined into a piece, which looked like a green quilt at first glance.

Sister-in-law Cao covered her nose and frowned: "My mother, what year is this millet, how can it be moldy like this?" How do you eat this? ”

Wang Cuilan tied the bag embarrassedly, her face was flushed, but her mouth was still stiff: "What can be eaten can be eaten, isn't it just a little mold, just wash it with water twice." ”

Millet is a precious thing, and the family is reluctant to eat it, and only when they are confined, they will scoop out a little porridge.

This bag of millet has been eaten for more than three years.

Lu Qingcao got up and pointed to the grain behind him, and directly refused: "The grain I collect is for people to eat, not for animals, and it is not for mold and spoilage." ”

Wang Cuilan was sweating in a hurry, and made a big mistake in just a moment.

She suddenly lay on the ground and began to cry and splash: "They are all relatives, other people's rice can be collected, why can't mine be collected?!" I don't care, Lord Qingtian, I'm going to be bullied to death, mother......"

Wang Cuilan's men are the second in the Tian family, not up or down, and they can't think of them.

But since Wang Cuilan married him, there has been nothing bad in the family, relying on Wang Cuilan's ability to cry, make trouble and hang herself.

She has also become a habit, splashing and rolling at every turn, and she is as good as Zhao Hehua.

It hadn't rained for a long time, and as soon as she rolled a little, the ground was dusty, and the choking person coughed.

Lu Qingcao opened the water cup in disgust and let her splash and roll.

Sister-in-law Cao followed Lu Qingcao for this period of time, and she was not surprised by this, and stood in place and watched coldly.

Wang Cuilan on the ground muttered in her heart, if someone should have come to persuade him to make peace, why didn't he react after making trouble for so long? !

Wang Cuilan was out of breath when she was tired, and her clothes were full of loess.

Looking at Lu Qingcao standing slowly, she almost died of anger!