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Chapter 33 The priceless treasure of our old Song family

"Can't we give you more money?" The little boy was a little disappointed and looked at Fuya with a pair of big eyes.

Mrs. Wu snorted and said: "Fuya is a priceless treasure of our old Song family, and I wouldn't exchange it for a mountain of gold and silver!"

After hearing this, Song Ziran opened her small mouth with four tiny teeth and kissed her hard on the cheek. Mrs. Wu suddenly burst into laughter, and the unhappiness in her heart disappeared instantly.

At this time, the lady was already convinced of the identities of their grandparents and apologized with a smile: "I'm sorry, I just misunderstood you!"

A woman with a mean-looking face and a cute pink baby don’t look like the two of them at first sight. No wonder they are suspected!

Mrs. Wu waved her hands and said: "Forget it, forget it!"

So what if I don't care, the other party is wearing gold, silver, and silk, and they are of extraordinary origin at first glance. They are just ordinary people, how can they beat someone up? It's good if they don't get beaten! What are you waiting for if you can't get off the ladder?

!

Song Ziran pointed at the yam and Gorgon rice cake and indicated that she would buy this one. Recently, the milk spleen and stomach have been imbalanced, and Gorgon rice has the effects of regulating the spleen and stomach, removing dampness, and tonifying the kidneys. It is suitable to eat this.

When Mrs. Wu asked, this yam and Gorgon glutinous rice cake cost 500 Wen per pound, she grinned in pain. She cursed in her heart to grab the money, but she still gave in to weigh one pound. This was the first time that her precious granddaughter asked her for something, no matter how expensive it was, she would buy it!

After hesitating for a moment, Mrs. Wu bought another two kilograms of the cheapest rice cakes, costing two hundred Wen.

The lady next to her felt distressed when she saw the old peasant woman, but she still bought a lot of snacks for her child. This time she completely let go of her doubts.

Mrs. Wu carried her granddaughter out of the pastry shop, threw the snacks she bought to her son, and said unwillingly: "This thing cost me seven silver coins. It's faster than robbing money. It's so dark! It's so dark!"

The lady who followed her out stood in front of the carriage and laughed out loud after hearing the words. The little boy she held in her hand kept waving to Fuya, regretting that she could not use her "good-looking sister"

bring home.

Mrs. Wu snorted softly, got on the bullock cart, and urged Song Laosi to hurry up.

The grain in the county is transported from other places and is cheaper than in the town. Mrs. Wu asked Lao Si to buy more than 200 kilograms of coarse grain and 20 kilograms of polished rice. She also went to the butcher shop to cut five kilograms of pork belly. The butcher sold the meat.

A stick was built for them.

When we got home, it was already dark. Mrs. Wu wanted to stay with Zhao Changsheng for dinner, but he refused.

"Meat! Milk, have you bought meat? Is it the Chinese New Year?" Bamao's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw his father taking out a piece of meat from the basket.

"Oh! It's Chinese New Year, it's Chinese New Year!" Jiumao followed his fourth uncle like a little tail, clapping his hands and shouting, smiling. In the vague memories of the two little guys, meat can only be tasted during the Chinese New Year.

the taste of.

As soon as Song Laosi turned around, he was almost tripped by the two little guys. He picked up the two little ones with one hand and said with a smile: "What is the New Year? It's still early for the New Year!"

Mrs. Wu put down the sleeping Fu Ya, hid the yam and poria cakes, and waved to the children in the courtyard: "Come here, I bought you some cakes, let's try a piece each!"

"Oh! The milk is the best!" Liu Mao was the first to rush over, looking at her with bright eyes, like a puppy begging for food.

Ba Mao and Jiu Mao slipped out of their father's (fourth uncle's) arms and came to Mrs. Wu cheering. If the two little guys had tails on their butts, they would definitely turn into propellers.

Several other Mao's also entered Grandma's house one after another. Song Damao shouted "Shh" at his brothers, pointed at Fu Ya who was sleeping soundly on the kang, and lowered his voice and said: "Please keep your voice down, don't make any noise.

Wake up sister."

Each of Jiumao was given a piece of fragrant and sweet rice cake. They sat in rows under the eaves, from big to small, from tall to short. Everyone was holding a piece of rice cake in their hands, which was quite neat.

In the evening, Su Yun and Liu Cuihong cooked. They split the big bones with axes and stewed them in a pot with potatoes. The meat was stewed in the potatoes, which was delicious and made them hungry. The children each took a bowl and ate it.

It has to be fragrant.

Mrs. Wu looked at the nine hairs she had eaten so hard, and felt like she had raised nine piglets. If she continued to eat like this, the more than six taels of silver left in her hand would not be enough to save them, and she felt depressed in her heart.

Thinking of the ninety taels of silver notes she locked in the cabinet made her feel a little better.

The next day, Mrs. Wu invited the Jiang family over to make dumplings together! Mrs. Jiang was invited to help deliver the baby, and only Jiang Zhixue, his wife and their three children came.

Making dumplings is a very grand way for farmers to entertain guests. Early in the morning, Mrs. Wu and her four daughters-in-law got busy, washing two heads of Chinese cabbage, cutting four pounds of pork belly, and mixing in sorghum and white flour.

A big pot, chopping up dumpling fillings with a roar - not to mention how lively it is!

The third daughter-in-law spared no effort in chopping the dumpling fillings, with a smile on her face: "Oh, today is more lively and festive than the Chinese New Year! In the past, during the Chinese New Year, I only cut one and a half catties of meat to make dumplings.

Adults can only taste one or two..."

Liu Cuihong saw the corner of her mother-in-law's mouth gradually lowering, and hurriedly said: "This means that our life will become more prosperous and prosperous as time goes by, and we will have more success as time goes by!"

Mrs. Wu snorted at her third daughter-in-law and said, "If you can't speak, just shut your mouth! No matter what life you lived in the past two years, you were lucky not to starve to death! If you still want to eat meat, take my old wife's mouth

Cut off the meat for you to eat? It’s a very happy day, but it’s hard to find it!”

Zhang Chunmei muttered in a low voice: "I don't have any other meaning. I just want to say that things are better now than before, and I can still eat meat before the New Year..."

Liu Cuihong hit her with her arm and said, "Stop talking and chop the stuffing. Your meat stuffing is waiting for you!"

Zhang Chunmei pouted, dua

g dua

g dua

He was chopping the meat stuffing on the ground, as if he had a grudge against the meat. After a while, this man with a short memory licked his face again and said: "Mom, I went to the county yesterday and sold it for a lot of money, right?"

You are willing to cut off such a big piece of meat and buy cakes for your children. I'm not telling you, you are too spoiled to them. You can't even eat enough, so what snacks can you eat?"

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Mrs. Wu squinted her eyes and raised her eyebrows. "If you beep again, don't eat the dumplings. Just eat your steamed buns! Don't think that I don't know that you stole Sanmao's snacks.

Is there such a thing as you? Why don’t I lust after you to death?”

She then said to several of her daughters-in-law: "With the famine now, the poor in the city are not as good as us! How many of them can afford to eat pine nuts? The money from the sales has been exchanged for food. Don't worry about any of you."

Got it!"

The second daughter-in-law's family has textile skills, and the fourth daughter-in-law's father is exempt from taxes because of his talent. In the past, when the old Song family was about to be in trouble, both families had helped them. Mrs. Wu meant this to the eldest daughter-in-law and the third daughter-in-law.
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